Freshman year of high school, my English teacher wrote, “Dave is Evil” on the chalkboard because she disagreed with my politics.
She sent me to the Vice Principal for a psych evaluation—“he has an unhealthy obsession with right-wing politics,” she said.
Thankfully, I had other teachers and my parents to come to my defense. But the meetings and paperwork lasted several infuriating months.
Thankfully, I had other teachers and my parents to come to my defense. But the meetings and paperwork lasted several infuriating months.
She was your typical teachers union partisan Democrat. I had a couple right-leaning teachers, too—you could identify them because they didn’t bring politics into the classroom and bully their students. I didn’t give a damn; I argued right back.
*it was actually sophomore year of high school, 1993.
