My blog.
And its just the misfortune of those I disagree with that I am so eager to share my thoughts to escape oblivion. By the time I got back home from my Mother’s I was thinking about the unpleasant detour the School Board is making me take. Its all very, as my Grandmother would say, provoking.
I’ve not been able to get into my School Board email for a couple weeks now because the District has been changing the system. I gave Art Johnston a call when I got back and the first thing he asked me was if I’d seen my recent email. Evidently the Superintendent sent me a caution against saying things that were part of the District’s secretive deliberations. Boy was that a message doomed to be lost on me. I hate our Star Chamber process.
I told Art I hadn’t but you, dear readers, can be reasonably sure I’ll put the email up on my blog when I get to it.
Our conversation moved on to two people our District has punished in the Star Chamber system with its legal ability to say, As Sergeant Shultz used to say on Hogan’s Heroes, “I know nothing.” Make that “I can say nothing.”
Maybe I can’t either but that’s not likely to stop me.
There was a case I read only glancingly a while back involving a Boys Basketball coach who got canned. His seemed like a pretty sympathetic case to me. He was sticking up for his kids and paid the price of being removed from the team because of it.
How different my memory of another coach in a different sport who treated too many of his kids like dirt but was reinstated because his State Championships gave the district a lot of good ink. This is a district that seems a little too satisfied with the superficial.
There is one person I’d like to get the low down on this coach from but he didn’t respond to my suggestion that we meet after he canceled our last get together. That may be what I can expect to happen more often over the next 16 months.
Thank goodness I’ve become so mellow.
