<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:25:51.149-05:00</updated><category term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><category term='school segregation'/><category term='&quot;Douglas Avella&quot;'/><category term='DoE grade F'/><category term='&quot;Bob Durkin&quot;'/><category term='123'/><title type='text'>Life After the Rubber Room</title><subtitle type='html'>After over 165 days kept out of teaching a New York City assistant principal returns to work.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1003672955666478812</id><published>2009-01-20T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:06:27.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>January 20</title><content type='html'>This weekend has been filled with lots of things about Barack Obama. Even a short piece on why the spell checkers complain about his name. The blog one thinks it should be Ba rack Obadiah. Seems like someone should be able to fix this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to a lot of the Obama things I kept running into stories or people talking about what this day meant to them. These stories kept causing a lump in my throat. I realized that the sense of hope in me is very strong. It is really great to feel this way. I am old enough to know that it won't last forever, but damn, it feels good right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who hate Obama. I choose to ignore these people. I can do this because they are marginalized right now. I know people who do not feel this sense of hope. These people are sadder to think about. These people are missing something profound that is happening in this country. They may have lots of really good reasons for holding back, but I can't help feeling that they are missing a rare opportunity to believe in something. It may never happen again in my life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we broadcast the inauguration in the auditorium. My school has a junior high in the building also. The auditorium had 500 kids from 5th to 12th grade. When Joe Biden took the oath they cheered. When Yo Yo Ma and Itzhak Perlman were anounced the kids fidgeted, but then listened. When Barack Obama took the oath they went crazy. When he spoke there was not a sound in the auditorium except for applause a few times and boos when he mentioned Bush. I do not think I have ever been in a high school auditorium this quiet or this attentive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was in a lab and a black boy was walking by with his pants below his ass. I mentioned to him that Obama had said he didn't want to see this any more. The kid pulled his pants up. I feel a change is happening. I feel different today than I did yesterday. I have hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1003672955666478812?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1003672955666478812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1003672955666478812' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1003672955666478812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1003672955666478812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-20.html' title='January 20'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7613792719515019433</id><published>2009-01-18T17:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:50:52.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The odor of love.</title><content type='html'>There seems to be some evidence that people are attracted to members of the opposite sex based on the odor the other person gives off. The person of the opposite sex may give off a smell that signals that there genotype will produce children that are more immune to disease than either person is. This makes a lot of sense from an evolution stand point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we are attracted to a particular member of the opposite sex has always interested me. In some cases there is a clear logic, the other person has money, the other person fits what you think you should have, etc. But often the choice makes little sense. You fall in love and you are not sure why. Falling in love only makes sense if it is seen as necessary for the survival of the species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept has made me reevaluate why people are healthier today then they were 100 years ago. They are healthier. The general consensus has been that there is better nutrition and more immunization. I am sure this is true. But maybe it is not the whole truth. In the civil war soldiers from cities did better than rural soldiers in terms of getting diseases such as dysentery. Dysentery was a huge problem. It weakened whole armies. The argument has always been that city people had better immune systems because they had been exposed to more germs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if this is not the whole story. It is possible that the fact that city people have larger choices of mates meant that they were more likely to find someone with a complementary genotype. City folk were breeding healthier kids. I find this appealing because it argues for a wide open mating market. A mating market free from the need to stay within an ethnic, religious or racial group. Maybe bigots produce less healthy kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7613792719515019433?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7613792719515019433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7613792719515019433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7613792719515019433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7613792719515019433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2009/01/odor-of-love.html' title='The odor of love.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7036387402458215799</id><published>2009-01-08T13:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:37:50.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did George Bush save Social Security?</title><content type='html'>When you think about it the total crash of the stock market has caused many people to delay retirement. This is exactly what Social Security needed. If no one can afford to retire than the system will save large amounts of money. So, thanks George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few days Barack Obama will be President. This got me thinking about elections. I think that this country basically wants to vote for someone who is not too smart. I think the majority of people are nervous around smart people. This is why George was elected twice. This seems to be part of an American anti-intellectual bias. We want Clint Eastwood or Tommy Lee Jones to be our president. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is not either one of these guys. The only way we can elect someone such as Obama is if he/she has an extra something. Obama is black, Hillary is a woman, Kennedy is a Catholic etc. The winning formula is to round up the people who want a smart leader (even though this is a minority) and add a block that will vote for someone in spite of their being smart (in Obama's case the blacks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may reflect the increasing divide in our country. My parents aspired to smartness for their kids. I think a lot of people in our country today are nervous about their kids becoming too smart and moving out of town and rejecting their parents life style. This is sad and needs to be addressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7036387402458215799?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7036387402458215799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7036387402458215799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7036387402458215799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7036387402458215799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-george-bush-save-social-security.html' title='Did George Bush save Social Security?'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8370041310385530191</id><published>2008-12-15T14:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:53:12.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unions</title><content type='html'>The Republican, after totally mismanaging the economy have decided that it is not their fault it is the unions' fault. The senators screaming the most about the auto bailout are all Republican, they are all from right to work states and most of them have non-union auto plants. It is not enough that their states have subsidized these plants so that Toyata and Mercedes and Honda will have a competitive advantage. They seem to feel that they need to destroy the US auto industry to assure this advantage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this happens who will benefit. I imagine the power elite in these states will become rich. The overseas car companies will become rich, and the workers will become poorer. Do these guys realize that if workers keep getting squeezed that no one will be able to afford a car. Then what? As companies become more automated the idea was that workers would share in the increase in productivity. If a worker is 10 times more efficient today than in 1960 than the worker should make more money, this is called sharing the wealth. No one wants to talk about this anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still talk of Joel Klein for the department of Education. I saw a great quote in The Times. This guy Fuller said that for Klein “It’s tough love without any love,” a perfect description. Putting someone into the Education department who is as anti-union and anti-teacher as Klein is a very bad idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this means that unions are perfect. But without them we will be back in the days of the robber barons. If you follow the money you will see this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw an article in the paper about a doctor who has been one of the main proponents of using psycho-active drugs on kids. This doctor is at Harvard school of medicine. When asked how much the drug companies paid him he said not more than a few hundred thousand dollars. It turns out it was 1.2 million. You have to always follow the money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8370041310385530191?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8370041310385530191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8370041310385530191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8370041310385530191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8370041310385530191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/12/unions.html' title='Unions'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6323895860074615013</id><published>2008-12-08T12:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:19:42.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><content type='html'>I went to see Catch 22 last weekend. The play was not that great. All the lines were taken directly from the book, which meant there were some great lines. It was just that it didn't work as a play. There was a discussion by one of the characters about time passing. He was saying that time passed very quickly when you were having a good time, and slowly when you were not. The conclusion was to have a miserable time if you want to feel like you lived a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile there was an old guy (he said he was 107) who sat outside a whore's house in Rome. He gave a whole long speech about why Italy would win the war. His premise was that Italians were bad soldiers and therefore less likely to die. He also talked about welcoming the Germans than later welcoming the Americans. Whoever was in power he would welcome them. He was not trying to change the world. He did not want Italy to become the richest most powerful country in the world. He just wanted to be happy. He thought that that was winning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was very appealing some how. When I think about myself, I think I am not working that hard. I am teaching a class which I love doing. I am playing with technology with an expectation of whatever I do is great because no one expects much. I have no power. Usually a lack of power comes with a lack of control over your own life. In my case this is not true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should think like this old Roman. Whoever takes over, I should welcome them. Just relax and enjoy myself. I think I keep writing about this. The idea of slowing down and just letting life happen. If only I could sit outside a whore house in Rome drinking wine and giving fatherly advice to the whores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6323895860074615013?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6323895860074615013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6323895860074615013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6323895860074615013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6323895860074615013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/12/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7187024321160594047</id><published>2008-12-03T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:14:24.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chavez</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; CARACAS (Reuters) - Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez said on Tuesday he expects the OPEC nation will vote in late February on a constitutional amendment letting him stay in office as long as he keeps winning elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In February, at the end of February, I think we should be ready for the referendum ... on the constitutional amendment," Chavez said during a televised speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavez, a socialist, lost a similar bid to amend the constitution last year and will have to leave office in 2013 if he loses the upcoming vote.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I don't live in a country that lets it's elected leader change the constitution to meet their own agenda and desire for power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I live in a city that does this. Never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7187024321160594047?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7187024321160594047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7187024321160594047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7187024321160594047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7187024321160594047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/12/chavez.html' title='Chavez'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1175345828655530533</id><published>2008-11-25T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:10:21.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Reason to Hate Republicans</title><content type='html'>Mitt Romney was on TV the other day. He was talking about the auto companies. (Mitt should know something about them, his dad ran American Motors and was governor or Michigan)( I owned an AMC car when I was young. It got great gas mileage and the front seat went all the way back. A great feature when you were young and into parking with girls.) Mitt feels that GM and the rest should be allowed to go bankrupt. The reason he thinks they should is that it would allow them to get rid of legacy costs. To Mitt legacy costs include real estate and pension costs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in a town such as Lansing this is going to be awful. What Mitt's plan does is it means that all these people in your community with GM pensions are going to make less. It also means that all of the GM plants that have closed or been torn down in Lansing can be abandoned. GM will not be responsible for paying taxes and probably not responsible for cleaning up the brown fields they have left behind. The net effect of Mitt's plan is to shift many social welfare costs from corporate America to the government. Of course when the government steps in and says that they should help people or local government Mitt will yell "socialism". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure where Mitt thinks this will all end up. I am sure it will make real estate cheaper, which will be good for people with Mitt's kind of money. It will probably also lower the wages of servants. All in all a win-win for Mitt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1175345828655530533?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1175345828655530533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1175345828655530533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1175345828655530533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1175345828655530533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-reason-to-hate-republicans.html' title='Another Reason to Hate Republicans'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8135974524367518054</id><published>2008-11-19T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:32:15.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Civil War</title><content type='html'>For some reason I have lately become interested in the Civil War. I have read a bunch of books about the revolutionary war over the years but I was never that interested in the Civil War. It seemed something only southerners were interested in. Years ago I had read a book on John Brown by Arthur Penn Warren. I did this after I visited Harper's Ferry. A few months ago I picked up another book at the Strand on John Brown. This one is by David S. Reynolds. This led me to reading some Walt Whitman and then going to a lecture on him at the Tenement Museum where I bought a biography of Whitman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in the Times on line I saw a review of "The Grapes of Wrath". The reason this movie is getting press at this time is that people are drawing parallels between today and The Great Depression. Many commentators are saying that Barack Obama is going to need to be the next FDR. But Obama really understands who he needs to be. Obama is reading about Lincoln not FDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Republicans have done to this country is create a social situation more like what existed before the Civil War. The levels of rumors and false stories that surrounded John Brown and Abraham Lincoln in the southern press is not that different than listening to Limbaugh and Hannity and reading some of the blogs from the right wing. These people are going nuts with all of the awful things they say are going to happen. Karl Rove and company have created an us vs them mentality in this country. This has led to incidents such as the group of 3rd and 4th graders in Idaho chanting assassinate Obama. Or the white kids beating up a black teenager in Staten Island while chanting Obama. These are similar to the ruffians that existed on the Missouri Kansas border in the 1850's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is right to think that he needs to lower this type of partisan howling. This country can not thrive as long as this continues. Lincoln was elected on a platform of compromise and inclusion. Unfortunately it didn't work. The south became increasing set in their thinking. Lincoln was unable to change them and eventually this led to a war. Lets hope the politicians in Idaho or Texas or Louisiana decide that it is time to work together before we have a civil war of some sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Limbaugh spell checks OK but not yet Obama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8135974524367518054?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8135974524367518054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8135974524367518054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8135974524367518054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8135974524367518054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/civil-war.html' title='The Civil War'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2144220852097799504</id><published>2008-11-14T15:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:30:23.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Stuff</title><content type='html'>The paper today had an article about how much money the DoE was spending on accountability software. These types of initiatives have a tendency to become their own self fulfilling bureaucracies sucking up huge amounts of money for increasingly less useful results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about atomic radius today and a kid asked what the abbreviation "pm" meant when speaking of atomic radius. I did not know the answer but I asked if anyone had access to the internet on their phone. One kid pulled out his Sidekick and looked up pm (it means picometers). I mention this because apparently cell phones have a use. My current school works on a don't ask don't tell policy with almost no bad consequences.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to talk about Bill Clinton I will discover that the name does not get a red line under it. Apparently the spell checker built into Windows XP or Blogger or wherever it is is comfortable with Bill Clinton. If I type in Barack Obama I see red lines under both names. I wonder how long it takes spell checkers to catch up with the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my old school got its second straight F. This has to do with two things, the moron who used to be principal and the fact that it is a zero tolerance schools. Almost all zero tolerance schools close down within four years of becoming zero tolerance. You could look it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2144220852097799504?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2144220852097799504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2144220852097799504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2144220852097799504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2144220852097799504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-stuff.html' title='Friday Stuff'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6732780333868680393</id><published>2008-11-13T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:55:09.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel Klein for Secretary of Education !</title><content type='html'>I am not anti Joel Klein. I think he has tried to change a system that is certainly broken. I think in some ways he has focused on the correct thing. Good teachers make a good system. He has failed more than he has succeeded and this is his fault not Randy Weingarten's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel comes from the law world. Big law firms manage large groups of creative people. They are not that different than education. Joel is trying to learn some of the lessons from this world. He supports performance bonuses. Of course performance bonuses in the law world can be hundreds of thousands of dollars, not ten thousand. If he thinks teachers are motivated by ten thousand dollars he is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the law world if you really want an employee you wine and dine him/her until you convince him/her to work for you. In the ed. world you offer them a cellophane wrapped "danish" and a bad cup of coffee. You then have them sign a sheet of paper saying they were there so that you can get your money back for the snacks. Finally you tell the applicant you want to hire them but first there are a few hundred hoops they have to jump through. In the end you don't hire the black kid from Columbia University who grew up in a single parent household. Instead you hire the guy with the thick accent who hates American kids but has all the right credentials because he took the test so many times he had memorized all the questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately what hurt Joel Klein is that he became fixated on being able to develop a quantifiable way to measure teacher performance. Joel has spent millions of dollars creating computer systems to do this. I am not really against these types of systems. I think that they often give you a good view of what is happening in a big organization. But, when you use these types of systems as your main evaluation tool you just create a group of managers who are good at manipulating the system. You also become tempted to cheat the system yourself to show how wonderful you are doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feds finally proposed a plan that says all states must determine graduation statistics based on how many kids enter 9th grade vs how many graduate 12th grade in 4 or 5 years. Isn't it amazing that this was not the way it was always done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6732780333868680393?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6732780333868680393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6732780333868680393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6732780333868680393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6732780333868680393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/joel-klein-for-secretary-of-education.html' title='Joel Klein for Secretary of Education !'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5361059305862362554</id><published>2008-11-12T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:34:55.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elementary Mis-Education</title><content type='html'>I am a high school science teacher. My ability to teach science is based to some extent on how much math kids know when they come to me. I also need kids who can read and analyze word problems. I think this is important work because I believe that we need to create a population with the ability to read and analyze complex issues. If we don't we risk creating an electorate that believes that Saddam Hussein attacked the World Trade Center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my wife went to a staff development day on math for 3rd grade teachers. The word problem was: &lt;blockquote&gt;If Jane has 24 feet of fence and she wants to build an enclosure for her dogs what are the dimensions of a rectangle she can build with the largest amount of square feet. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers not only could not do this problem, but when my wife said that two sides had to add up to 12 they couldn't follow why that was true. This means that these teachers are not smart enough to teach 3rd grade students. The reason they are not smart enough is that the education schools allowed them through. How can some one get a college degree and not be able to solve this problem by some method. My method might be very sophisticate. But these teachers should have some approach to solving this problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about a depression is that it gives us the opportunity to recruit smart people to education. It is vital that we do this. We can not have kids coming through elementary school without learning any math or science. We can not afford this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5361059305862362554?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5361059305862362554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5361059305862362554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5361059305862362554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5361059305862362554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/elementary-mis-education.html' title='Elementary Mis-Education'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6167519512019985618</id><published>2008-11-05T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:39:52.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a new day?</title><content type='html'>It is Wednesday and I can't help feel that it is a new world. I have to say though that even though 40% of my students think he will not be alive 4 years from now no one seems to want to talk about it on television. My students are not alone in feeling this way. "Yes we can" until someone takes it away from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this email today from someone I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Comments from an Irish-American friend in Chicago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started rounding up the white women this morning for “reeducational meetings”. Initially there were calls of death to whitey but first they want to make sure they nationalize the malt liquor industry as well as pork rinds and chitterlins. Once the basic supplies are ensured who knows what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am vaguely beginning to feel what it must mean to be a Jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly no looting or riots yet &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This type of anger existed when Kennedy was president. People cheered in a country club outside Dallas when they announced Kennedy was dead. We have made it past race but not hate. People hate Obama in very extreme ways. They make race jokes, but I think they hate the concept of government being for people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to believe in happy endings. Maybe we have one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6167519512019985618?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6167519512019985618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6167519512019985618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6167519512019985618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6167519512019985618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-it-new-day.html' title='Is it a new day?'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6749805406400058485</id><published>2008-11-04T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:08:52.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Trees</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite magazines at this time is Atlantic. I usually read almost all of the articles. This included a very long article this month by  &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200811/andrew-sullivan-why-i-blog"&gt;Andrew Sullivan on blogging&lt;/a&gt;. Of course I would never had read an article this long if the author had written it on his blog. Sullivan correctly states that blogs are meant to be short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gadgets I have lusted after is an electronic book reader (either a Kindle or a Sony reader, though I think the Sony reader has real advantages). The reason I want this gadget is that it seems cool to carry one around with a lot of books and magazines. In addition I wouldn't have to keep building book shelves. I also would do my part for ecology, not just the trees but also the trucks delivering books, the oil used in ink and the ability to get a book immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the money the reason I don't get an e book reader is that if I check the last 6 books I have read to see if they are available as e books I usually find at best 1 book is available and usually none are. E books have not caught up with my reading habits. (I like to think this is because I am too smart for the e book world, but actually even some of my pop books don't show up.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was on the bus reading The Atlantic and thinking about reading this magazine on my ebook reader. I could do this. Then I realized that this would cause a large problem. My house is filled with half read magazines. Most of them have one or two articles that I intend to read. I feel guilty about not reading them, but after about six months I will go through the house and throw away all of the magazines I have not gotten too. A few weeks ago I threw away all of the July and August Magazines in my house. By doing this I no longer feel guilty about not getting to that amazing article on "The neurological implications of the sex drive in flat worms". If I had a Kindle I could save these magazines for ever. It is only a small amount of memory in the Kindle, but it is a large amount of guilt in my wetware.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6749805406400058485?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6749805406400058485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6749805406400058485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6749805406400058485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6749805406400058485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/killing-trees.html' title='Killing Trees'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8222212636177284766</id><published>2008-11-03T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:53:20.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead Yet!</title><content type='html'>When I started writing this blog I was sitting in the "Rubber Room" with 8 hours to kill each day. I thought it would pass an hour by, but then I discovered that writing is actually difficult. It some times took hours to write. This year I have been teaching a class so I have had less time. In addition working with kids has made me happier so I don't have as many grouchy things to say. Grouchy is always easier to write than hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have hope because I think that there are huge numbers of people in the world who are going to feel a weight lifted from them after Obama wins. It is John Kennedy all over again world wide. Of course 40% of the kids in my school feel he will not be alive 4 years from now. But hope causes a lot of things to change, even before legislation catches up with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister voted early in Florida. Early voting means that you take a paper ballot an fill out the circles next to who you are voting for. You do this at a table surrounded by curtains so that your ballot is secret. You then take it over to another machine where a poll worker helps you feed it into the scanner. Of course at this point the poll worker gets to look at your ballot. When my sister said that she did not fell that this was right the poll worker said that she should be proud of who she voted for and not want to hide it. Gee, voting irregularities in Florida, who would have thought this would happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8222212636177284766?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8222212636177284766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8222212636177284766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8222212636177284766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8222212636177284766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-not-dead-yet.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead Yet!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6055840453678025710</id><published>2008-06-09T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T10:49:05.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunkin Donuts</title><content type='html'>Hear in New York City we now have a new law that says that restaurants need to post calorie contents on their menus. It would seem to be another example of big brother saving us from ourselves, but the law doesn't tell us what to buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I go into Dunkin Donuts and buy a medium black coffee. It is a wonderful experience because everyone there knows me so all I have to do is get to the front of the line, grunt and stick out my two dollars and I get my coffee. My kind of morning communications. Occasionally if I am feeling sorry for myself I will buy a donut. I always feel guilty about this because I am a little chubby. (Actually the Wii fitness says I am obese.) Sometimes I will decide to be healthier and instead of the donut I will get an oatmeal raisin cookie or a poppy seed bagel. (Always poppy seed because of the opium) One of my favorite donuts is a Boston Cream. This is a delightful mixture of gently fried dough injected with a yellow gooey substance and than dipped in chocolate.   It is so good it must be evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went into Dunkin Donuts, and there on the rack of donuts and other goodies behind the counter is a label with the name of the item and the number of calories:&lt;br /&gt;Boston Cream 280; Poppy Seed Bagel 370; Oatmeal Raisin cookie 470. Wow! Who would have thought that being bad had less calories than being good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6055840453678025710?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6055840453678025710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6055840453678025710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6055840453678025710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6055840453678025710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/06/dunkin-donuts.html' title='Dunkin Donuts'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7257778276233226875</id><published>2008-06-04T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:04:38.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Less Vote for Obama</title><content type='html'>My daughter is going to vote for Barack Obama. Her vote used to count because she lived in Michigan. Everyone wanted her vote. Now she is moving to Massachusetts, no one wants her vote. Both Obama and McCain assume that Massachusetts will go for Obama, and because of the way the electoral college works, this means that Obama will get all of the votes in that state. He doesn't care if he wins by 10 votes or 10 million votes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason the electoral college comes into the news is that it is possible to win the election and lose the popular vote. This happened in 2000 and it was awful. But this is not the worse evil of the electoral college. The worst part of it is that it distorts the campaign. Because of where the swing states are, you will hear a lot about NAFTA and immigration in this election. You will not hear about some of the issues that those of us in New York and Boston care about. The kind of issues that might get Obama 10% more of our votes. He doesn't care about that 10%. This means that we end up with a lot of issues that seem important, but are not as important as they appear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons we can't come up with sensible immigration reform is that the presidential candidates need to pander to the swing state. What if my vote counted and my daughters vote counted. I think that the debate would be seriously changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a reason to keep some of the electoral college, but at the very least states should be giving out electoral votes in proportion to the popular vote. When you ask many politicians about this they seem to agree, but they do not protest enough about it. They don't because they are afraid of the difficulty and cost of running a national campaign. They like being able to pick states and figure out how to pitch to them. It's what makes the pros the pros. It is what makes the pundits the pundits. No one wants to lose this edge. No one really seems to care about the inherent distortion to the American political system caused by the electoral college. Those of us in the safely blues states should be mad. Those people in the safely Red states should be mad. We are disenfranchised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I wrote this I did some research and found that some states have passed legislation that says all of the state's electoral votes will go to the candidate with the highest popular vote. This legislation only takes effect if enough states also pass similar legislation. An interesting end around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7257778276233226875?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7257778276233226875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7257778276233226875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7257778276233226875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7257778276233226875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-less-vote-for-obama.html' title='One Less Vote for Obama'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-346353849809409893</id><published>2008-05-27T08:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:49:35.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Douglas Avella&quot;'/><title type='text'>Principals Riot</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Douglas Avella was removed from his classroom at Intermediate School 318 after students handed in blank standardized exams to protest high-stakes tests last week.&lt;/blockquote&gt; This was the lead for a story on Saturday. What happened was that this teacher may have been involved in getting kids to protest a practice test. Here is Thursday's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;More than 160 students in six different classes at Intermediate School 318 in the South Bronx - virtually the entire eighth grade - refused to take last Wednesday's three-hour practice exam for next month's statewide social studies test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the students handed in blank exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they submitted signed petitions with a list of grievances to school Principal Maria Lopez and the Department of Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've had a whole bunch of these diagnostic tests all year," Tatiana Nelson, 13, one of the protest leaders, said Tuesday outside the school. "They don't even count toward our grades. The school system's just treating us like test dummies for the companies that make the exams."&lt;/blockquote&gt; There are a couple of things you should notice about the original article. First the teacher was not accused of leading a boycott of a real test just one of the many practice tests that schools think is a good idea, because they believe practice tests up test scores. Second virtually the entire class participated. No one can do this if there is not a clear grievance on the part of these students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have is a teacher who does this amazing thing, he teaches kids how to find their voice. His reward is that he is quickly removed from the school and sent to the rubber room. Apparently he is considered a danger to students. But of course he is not a danger to students he is a danger to a principal. Is there even a pretense any more of the rubber room as anything other that a political gulag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard a story of another principal sending the chapter chair and the UFT delegates to the rubber room on the same day. Another obvious political move. When I first started in the system this type of thing did not happen. People in the rubber room were usually pretty crazy, or had done something bad. I remember defending a teacher when I was chapter chair who was crazy, but who was never sent to the rubber room. The rubber room was small. I think that the local superintendents were hesitant to send people there. This acted as a restraint. Something has changed, and I am not sure what. I am guessing that the chancellor has been pushing this tool and that principals have been trying to prove to their bosses that they are tough. Sending people to the rubber room is a good way to prove how tough you are in today's environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UFT is upset about the chapter chair and delegates being sent to the rubber room. When most of the teachers were sent their the UFT didn't care, but now they care. They have put themselves into this position now they need to suffer the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first joined the UFT it was an organization that was dominated by one party, but that had some dissidents on the executive board. The UFT is as undemocratic as the DoE so it drove them craze that dissidents were on the board. In a move that would make Joel Klein proud the UFT changed its constitution to make it virtually impossible for anyone to win an election to the board except the approved slates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem the UFT has with the rubber room is that it thinks the same as the DoE. An organization built on power politics and undemocratic principals finds it hard to fight these same principals in the DoE. They are hoisted by their own petard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-346353849809409893?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/346353849809409893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=346353849809409893' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/346353849809409893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/346353849809409893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/05/principals-riot.html' title='Principals Riot'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5926025951426294137</id><published>2008-05-19T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:02:40.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Stalin where are you now</title><content type='html'>I appreciate some really well thought out comments on my last post. It has kept me thinking about the issue. When Stalin ran Russia he just killed people he didn't like or people who got in his way. After he died the leadership became more subtle. Instead of death they sentenced people to Gulags or another great Soviet institution the mental institute. If you disagreed with the leadership, you must be crazy. This approach to justice is one of the major things that separates the Soviets from the United States. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this country was founded the leaders realized that people in power inevitably used their power to suppress dissent. This is why they created Habeas Corpus and the right to a speedy trial. In the United States you can not be held in jail for two or three months without being formally charged. If you give leaders the ability to do this you create a create temptation for leaders to say someone did something but not really charge them. With out the right to a speedy trial it becomes too easy for powerful leaders to keep someone out of the public debate indefinitely. No matter how much Bush-Cheney may argue that we are in a crisis and should suspend these rights most Americans realize that this is a dangerous thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when it comes to labor law we forget the constitution. The parallels are inescapable. The chancellor says we are in a crisis, he needs to suspend Habeas Corpus. He then gives principals almost unlimited power to send people to a gulag. Once there the prisoners are not charged in a timely manner and when they are charged they are not given a speedy trial. The justification for this is protecting the students and empowering principals to rid themselves of bad teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of course is almost identical to the result of all other dictatorships. This power is used to rid the system of people who challenge the leaders or threaten the power of a leader. It is sometimes used to get rid of bad people but it is also used to get rid of good people who are a threat. This is a failure of some leaders, but more importantly it is a failure of a system with no constitutional guarantees. The drafters of the constitution knew that men would use power badly if not restrained by law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5926025951426294137?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5926025951426294137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5926025951426294137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5926025951426294137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5926025951426294137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/05/joe-stalin-where-are-you-now.html' title='Joe Stalin where are you now'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5740187703198743277</id><published>2008-05-14T08:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:08:00.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the News That's Fit to Print</title><content type='html'>Lately the rubber room has become a hot news story. The big part of the story has been over the amount of money being spent to pay teachers who are not doing anything. Everyone is finally admitting that it is a broken system. Joel Klein feels the union is causing this problem, the UFT feels it is Klein and the principals who are using the system to get rid of people they can't get rid of legally. The Daily News seems to feel that most of the people in the rubber room are guilty so they should be gotten rid of. No one reports on how many people in the rubber room are ultimately found innocent. If they did there would probably be a bunch of statements to the effect that so few people are guilty because of UFT trickery and a bad contract that makes it impossible to get rid of bad people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general politicians blame evil lawyers for their own shortcomings. If police can't convict someone it is the defense lawyers fault. If corporations are forced to pay large claims for injured people, it is the lawyers fault. If doctors are convicted of malpractice, it is the lawyers fault. Of course cops plant evidence to quickly close cases, innocent people are sentenced to the death penalty, corporations hide bad things about their products to increase profits and almost no doctor is ever removed for being incompetent. Yet it is all the lawyers fault that these people are held accountable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government has deep pockets and can therefore often wins just because it can outlast individuals. It often doesn't matter that a person is found innocent if they are financially or psychologically devastated by defending them self. Teachers appear to be screened from the financial part because they have the UFT to defend them. Unless the UFT does a bad job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason that the rubber room is in the news is that there are a group of people who have decided to sue the UFT for not defending them. These same people have reached out to NPR and have helped create a documentary about the rubber room. This is ultimately the only power that people have against government or large unions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that no one seems to want to talk about is the decision to devote so little resources to solving the issues around the rubber room teachers. It takes months before you are even charged and then it takes months or years before a trial is even set. While you are waiting you go through a series of grievance steps that are a joke and that I would suggest should be eliminated except they do give you an opportunity to get out of the room for a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most rubber room cases could be solved quickly if someone would actually investigate. No one is suggesting that teachers who endanger kids should be in a classroom, but in many cases this is not the issue. The first woman I met in the rubber room had been accused of falsifying a doctors note. This did not endanger kids and should not have been a reason to remove her from a classroom. On the surface this would seem to be a pretty easy case to investigate. You call the doctor and find out if the note was forged. If he/she says it wasn't the case is over. This took eighteen months to solve. In all of that time this teacher was kept out of the classroom. And yet it is the teacher that is blamed not the systemic failure of the DoE to resolve cases quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am outraged by the waste of money that is used to support the rubber room. But I know who is to blame, the Klein-Weingarten deal that created the absurd system now in place. Lets hold the people who created this system responsible for this waste of money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5740187703198743277?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5740187703198743277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5740187703198743277' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5740187703198743277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5740187703198743277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-news-thats-fit-to-print.html' title='All the News That&apos;s Fit to Print'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-9222904490895128369</id><published>2008-04-29T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:06:21.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black like Me</title><content type='html'>A few years ago there was a controversial study of heart patients that seemed to indicate that the type of medicine suitable for white patients was different than what was suitable for blacks. Specifically, beta blockers did not work well in many patients with black skin. This disturbed a lot of people. The idea of race based medicine seemed contrary to a lot of what we knew about genetics. In particular the extremely small differences between people based on skin color. No one was comfortable with this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day there was a report that they discovered a genetic variation in people of African descent that accounted for this difference. It was not because of their skin color. It was because of some evolutionary quirk that gave people with this variation a better chance of surviving in Africa. This has always been the argument for why sickle cell exists in people of African descent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, this genetic variation exists in only forty percent of people with black skin, and it exists in two percent of people with white skin. Skin color turns out to be predictor but not a perfect predictor. If you were trying to help people with heart problems you could use skin color and play the odds, or you could do a genetic test and really help someone. Don't forget two percent of whites also have this genetic variation. Those white folks are getting short changed if doctors are using skin color to predict who should take take beta blockers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you read a lot of education research you see a lot of discussion about why black students don't do as well as white kids. If you are using skin color to make decisions about students you are being lazy and creating a false system. There is no way that the small genetic variation that accounts for skin coloring accounts for intellectual variation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educators need to start figuring out what is going on with actual students and stop playing the odds. The odds are bad policy in medicine and in education. It hurts way to many people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-9222904490895128369?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/9222904490895128369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=9222904490895128369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/9222904490895128369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/9222904490895128369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/black-like-me.html' title='Black like Me'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1014779187136057768</id><published>2008-04-28T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:32:33.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vision Thing</title><content type='html'>As I think more about Joel Klein I get more upset. Klein has been a very long running chancellor. The longest I can remember. He has certainly put his mark on the DoE. When he was first appointed there was an issue with him not having an education license. (Notice that the same issue is happening with the search for a new building commissioner.) The mayor got an exception from the state legislature so that Klein could be chancellor. I do not think that the licensing requirements always point you to the best candidate, but I think that the person you choose needs to have a passion for the area and not just be a manager. Bloomberg succeed with his company because he knew what financial people needed. He was a good manager and an expert in his field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision that Klein made early on was to create a group of managers who would approach schools as managers not as educators. The feeling was that schools were poorly managed. People with philosophy's of education were not recruited. The new DoE saw this as some how contrary to good management. Management people tend to like other managers. They want a certain uniformity to how things happen. They are not comfortable with having a group of great school leaders who lead based on the strength of their personality. These leaders are not easy to duplicate. Managers are easy to duplicate. People such as Klein are willing to sacrifice brilliance for easy duplication. They feel this makes a better overall system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be the constant problem we all deal with today. It is the problem of the presidential election. Inspiration versus management. It may be that the best approach to the DoE is to find an inspirational leader who is smart enough to hire a good manager as second in command. There are a lot of people working in the schools who are just waiting for this inspirational leader. I hope the next mayor finds him or her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1014779187136057768?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1014779187136057768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1014779187136057768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1014779187136057768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1014779187136057768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/vision-thing.html' title='The Vision Thing'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8682667703089541357</id><published>2008-04-24T14:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:26:34.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel; Whats Up?</title><content type='html'>I have never been a Joel Klein hater. I think that there was a lot wrong with the Board Of Education when he took it over and changed it to the DoE. HSST and ARIS are exactly the types of things that should have been done years earlier. They are not perfect. ARIS seems to be a semi-disaster. But it needed to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently been dealing with HR connect. And they are terrific. This is the type of thing that did not exist before Klein. The level of service was not even conceived of before him. Everyone always assumed that things did not work well, and that employees at 65 Court Street would be at best difficult to deal with. HR connect proves this does not have to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Klein did something so awful that I have joined the ranks of those thinking it is time for him to go. One of the places I visited when I thought that my school was really going to break into houses, was Urban Academy. Urban Academy is a terrific school, that generally succeeds. The school is housed in the Julia Richmond complex. There are schools in this building that are very different from each other. The complex has figured out how to work. It is a model of how to do this. It is well known, and it should be celebrated for its success. Like all such combinations of competing visions it works based on a delicate compromise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter college decided it wanted the building and Klein decided to give it to them. He showed no concern for the schools, the students or the vision of this institution. He just saw real estate. It proves that he is a lawyer and not a visionary. It shows that he does not understand, in a fundamental way, what makes education work. For all of the positive managerial things that Klein has done, he is not capable of leading the DoE because he does not really understand education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is particularly sad, because we have a mayor who is a great businessman with a limited vision, a chancellor who is a lawyer and understands management, but has no vision and a head of the UFT who is also a lawyer and understands power, but also has no vision. We need at least one of these three key players to have a vision, maybe some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8682667703089541357?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8682667703089541357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8682667703089541357' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8682667703089541357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8682667703089541357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/joel-whats-up.html' title='Joel; Whats Up?'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2476569591009068063</id><published>2008-04-16T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:21:53.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Application</title><content type='html'>I have been dragging my feet about submitting an online principal's application for the DoE. I finally realized in the middle of the night that rather than write an application designed to get me a job, I should write an application designed to get me a job I would want. I decided to just say what I wanted to say. Here are the questions and my answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Please describe one instructional initiative that you undertook that was intended to improve student achievement. Select an initiative where you were responsible for the results and had a significant leadership role. The endeavor could range in scope from a school-wide program to an initiative that you implemented in your classroom. Specifically address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The purpose and scale of the initiative&lt;br /&gt;    * The steps you took to start and implement the initiative&lt;br /&gt;    * Measurable student outcomes that resulted from the initiative&lt;br /&gt;    * How, during the course of the initiative, you overcame any unexpected obstacles&lt;br /&gt;    * How your leadership skills were further developed&lt;br /&gt;    * What you learned through implementing the initiative &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001 I was asked to be on the committee that would form small learning communities at Washington Irving High School. The purpose of this initiative was to divide a 2700 student school into small learning communities of approximately 500 students each. The feeling was that students would be held more accountable and that student outcome would improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By September 2003 I was the instructional leader of a 500 student community called Yalow house. This community had approximately 100 screened students and 400 unscreened students. Our mission was to increase the scores of our students and to stabilize the attendance data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The great thing about running a small community is that you can program teachers to do the most good. To this end I put my most successful English teacher in the 11th grade and increased the number of students who passed the ELA regents. I created a strong 9th grade science program with the goal of increasing the number of students passing the Living Environment regents and I worked hard on the 9th to 10th grade math curriculum to increase the student’s success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The first surprise I had was how difficult it was to program teachers. Programming is the key to a successful school. Developing master schedules is easy if you are not worried about having the right teachers in the right classes. But if you are it becomes very difficult. The mathematics of it is difficult and the politics is even more difficult. You want your best teachers in your toughest classes, but you also have to give them at least one great class that allows them to shine. This also keeps them happy and motivated. What I finally did was to bring in all of the teachers from each department, one department at a time and tell them what classes we needed to offer and then discussing how to break up the load. I found that good teachers were more willing to take on tough classes when saw the issues facing the house at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The purpose of our community was to create a school that respected teachers and students. This seems to be contrary to the current thinking of the DoE. What I see all over the city is principals being trained to manipulate teachers and students to achieve a "statistically significant result". I think statistics are important. The goal is not to create a student who loves school and has no skills that will help him/her succeed in collage or work. But the alternative of creating a school with out respect also fails at helping a student achieve his/her maximum potential. I sent a student to collage in Albany who did not think she wanted to go. I had dinner with her a year later and she told me she just came back from South America. She had gone there because she had received a journalism internship to go there. She had also been asked to write a column for the Albany city paper I know that she has succeed partially because I respected her and because I cared about her. If you go through my school you will find that there are those kinds of connections between most students and at least one staff member. Without these connections you are running an education factory, but not a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to measure what we did in Yalow. I recently started connecting with students from 4 or 5 years ago using Facebook. I am connecting with kids, who graduated college, are often going to grad school or have good jobs and generally seem to have blown by all of the immense obstacles put in their way because they were poor and often did not have very supportive families. These kids have succeeded in the ways that ultimately count. They are leading lives of hope. I am most proud of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2476569591009068063?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2476569591009068063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2476569591009068063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2476569591009068063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2476569591009068063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/application.html' title='Application'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8503768076120709803</id><published>2008-04-07T13:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:00:20.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rashomon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/SAZAM_AOezI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ECmhRMeah6I/s1600-h/im00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/SAZAM_AOezI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ECmhRMeah6I/s400/im00038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189906212406065970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a different view of Rashomon. I think that the story often defines the past more than the truth. I think many people (particularly PBS intellectuals) find this hard to accept. In the world of photography there are photographs or bodies of work that define a time and a place. For example, turn of the century New York was defined by Steiglitz's photograph of the Flatiron building in winter, Brassai is 1930's Paris, Bill Brandt defined England in the 30's and 40's. Even people who are unfamiliar with these works are still influenced by them because other artists use them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are photographs that defined a time. Walt Disney and Ronald Reagan created this view of small town America that does not have a lot to do with reality. But their view has become reality for may people (Is this truthiness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a photographer I always was looking for the picture that would define a truth. What I see today when I look at people's pictures on line, now that cameras are digital, is that people will put 80 pictures of a party on line. 80 pictures do not get you closer to the truth, they get you farther away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I started looking at kid's accounts on Facebook I see a lot of this random uploading of pictures. I would love to teach these kids how to edit to define what they want to say. I once had an argument with an English teacher about music. I felt that it was less than literature and he pointed out to me that music was a language as powerful as prose. He changed my mind. The same is true about visual language. Photography seems easy but without editing it is noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The photograph is by Bill Brandt, an amazing artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8503768076120709803?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8503768076120709803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8503768076120709803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8503768076120709803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8503768076120709803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/rashomon.html' title='Rashomon'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/SAZAM_AOezI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ECmhRMeah6I/s72-c/im00038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5837109669202129168</id><published>2008-04-03T17:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:15:21.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Onions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_jQAh5_zeI/AAAAAAAAASs/BonP3WDf5LM/s1600-h/coney+island-9-07+rvsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_jQAh5_zeI/AAAAAAAAASs/BonP3WDf5LM/s400/coney+island-9-07+rvsd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186123678437330402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm read this interesting book by Gunter Grass. It is called "Pealing the Onion". The book is about Grass' past. The idea is that looking at the past is like peeling an onion, where do you stop to get at the truth. The book is filled with lots of stories that may or may not be true, but that add up to who you are. When I talk to Alex about our first trip to Disney World, he doesn't really remember it. He has seen the photographs, but this is not enough. Disney World is part of his truth but not really a part of his personal story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been scanning a lot of old pictures of my family into my computer. I am going to make a short video of my family history. Some pictures I look at and the scene is vivid. I remember the little girl who wanted to be my wife. She lived on the steep hill (not that steep when I saw it as an adult). I remember the back porch of our house, I remember sledding and riding my large tricycle very fast down the sidewalk until I hit a crack and went flying, cutting myself in many places.(Not the first time and certainly not the last time I did something like this.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not having clear memories of being 5 is not surprising. The problem is that I try to remember my years in San Francisco, and they are not that clear. I was 22 when I moved there. I am even having a difficult time creating a clear picture of my first marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the idea is not to care about the facts of your past, the only thing that really matters is the story you tell yourself and others. This is really what defines you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a group of photographers called the f64 group. These guys believed that photographs needed to tell the truth and not be manipulated. If they had a beautiful picture of a beach and there was a piece of garbage on the beach, they would never move it, because that would be dishonest. F64 is an f stop that gives you the greatest amount of depth of field. Everything is sharp. The photographer is not manipulating your attention by making some things in focus and some not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good until you realize that the photographer pointed the camera at what he/she wanted to see, so that was dishonest. The aspect ratio was defined by the film manufacturer, so in this they were being manipulated by corporate America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the argument is about Photoshop. Are you being dishonest when you manipulate a picture. I have seen many Photoshoped pictures that I thought were dishonest. They were manipulated to make a point about a subject with out regard to the subject. I took a photograph of two girls on the beach in Coney Island. There was a fire plug in the middle of the photo. I removed it. I also enhanced the colors to make them brighter. I do not consider this to be dishonest. I was trying to capture what Coney Island felt like that day and the mood of the girls. The colors as shot were not necessarily more correct. They were just a digital representation of what was there, not the truth of what colors were there. I was not trying to make a statement about girls on the beach. I saw two girls and I wanted to try and tell their story. Filtered through me of course. But I was trying to tell their story, not mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can someone do. Give up on truth, because it doesn't really exist. That seems like a bad idea. Authors who make up parts of their autobiographies are reviled. We do not want people to go out of their way to lie to us. What happens if I tell you my life story and parts of it I believe in, but turn out not to be true. Maybe the little 5 year old girl did not want to marry me. Maybe I wasn't that great of a football player in high school. If you are a public figure every time you make a statement someone is checking out if it is factually correct. It makes it difficult to have your own personal story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely not talking about people who create a myth around themselves for their own self aggrandizement. These are the people we are all mad at when they are exposed. My image of what I did in San Francisco forty years ago is part of my story. I am sometimes disturbed that I don't remember it with enough detail. But I am also willing to accept the fact that it is my story. What I remember defines me. Truth does not.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am reposting the picture I am talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5837109669202129168?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5837109669202129168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5837109669202129168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5837109669202129168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5837109669202129168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/onions.html' title='Onions'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_jQAh5_zeI/AAAAAAAAASs/BonP3WDf5LM/s72-c/coney+island-9-07+rvsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6538677820659044108</id><published>2008-04-01T12:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:13:27.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The House that Ruth Built</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_JykR5_zdI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZeZaxL8Bsrg/s1600-h/yankee03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_JykR5_zdI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZeZaxL8Bsrg/s400/yankee03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184332088664378834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the House that Ruth Built. I have been there and it looks nothing like what is today called Yankee Stadium. Look out in right field. You will see a very short line (294 ft.) and a low right field fence. This is why it was the house that Ruth built. It was designed for a left handed pull hitter like Ruth and latter Roger Maris. Anyone who hits straight away was almost never going to get a home run. Center field was a very long way away (not to mention the monuments that were in play). One of the great things about going to Yankee stadium was being friends with someone in the box office who would get you seats that were not behind a poll. Of course when you got there they always were behind a poll (pole), but at least you felt the upper deck was not going to fall on top of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw both Mantle and Maris play. Roger Maris hit a lot of home runs that went 3 or 4 rows back over that low 294 foot wall. I do not think he would have hit 61 in the current Yankee stadium. Lucky for him he was playing in the "House That Ruth Built".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6538677820659044108?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6538677820659044108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6538677820659044108' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6538677820659044108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6538677820659044108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/04/house-that-ruth-built.html' title='The House that Ruth Built'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R_JykR5_zdI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZeZaxL8Bsrg/s72-c/yankee03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1213219476170450194</id><published>2008-03-25T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:30:08.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R-rPIx5_zcI/AAAAAAAAASc/Pc5FL-XlUw8/s1600-h/Death+Valley+2-08-0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R-rPIx5_zcI/AAAAAAAAASc/Pc5FL-XlUw8/s400/Death+Valley+2-08-0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182182070985674178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my pet complaints has always been about the number of teachers I run into who choose to leave NYC because they do not want their children attending public school. I am not talking about those who leave because they can't afford to live in the city. I understand those people. I am talking about the teachers who feel that there is something inherently wrong with the NYC school system. Something that precludes them from sending their kids to a public school in NYC. I would include the people who send their kids to parochial schools or Hebrew schools or private schools to avoid city schools and not for deeply held beliefs. The only one of these three that is probably better educationally is the high end private schools. The rest are usually understaffed and the teachers are usually under paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason these people bother me so much, is that they often reject the hope that New York could ever create a good school or provide a good education for their kids. If they reject this than whatever they do in a school doesn't really matter. It becomes a job that only matters in how it affects their personal happiness, not in how it affects the students they are supposed to serve. They tend to see anyone who cares about public education as slightly crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run into cops that feel that anyone living in the city must be crazy and probably criminal. The views of the alien teachers is that any child who goes to school in NYC is either crazy, a criminal or someone to be pitied for not having the economic clout to get out. What NYC students never are is similar to their children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the opposite is not necessarily true. Teachers who live in the city and have their kids in public schools are not necessarily good teachers. This is not the sole criteria for being a good teacher. I do think however that anyone doing hiring in the city should ask the person they are interviewing about how they view city schools in general. We have lots of problems in the DoE but we need people who believe in public education to work on solving these problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The picture above is of Death Valley in February. Death Valley gets almost no rain and is often above 110 degrees in the summer. In winter it may rain once and all these yellow flowers bloom. Amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1213219476170450194?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1213219476170450194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1213219476170450194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1213219476170450194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1213219476170450194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/03/alien-children.html' title='Alien Children'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R-rPIx5_zcI/AAAAAAAAASc/Pc5FL-XlUw8/s72-c/Death+Valley+2-08-0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8571382618319482690</id><published>2008-03-21T16:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:47:23.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Down</title><content type='html'>Education is not alone in dealing with the phenomena of top down vs. bottom up managers. I think that this is endemic in American Business. I do think that it may be more prevalent in government jobs. The reason is that people are often rewarded more for not screwing up than they are for doing something positive. The key to succeeding in government or education is to gather job titles and move on as quickly as possible. The way you do this is to come in push people around and then get out before your staff morale drops to zero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make it in education most of us start as teachers. Many teachers like to control their class by intimidation. When these people move up they continue to feel that they can control their environment through intimidation. And they are often right in this assumption. My observation of teachers is that many of them make a lot of noise and then are unwilling to stand up and be counted. Tenure was invented to keep teachers from being subjected to the political whims of administrators and politicians. It should have made teachers feel free to express their opinions. It has not done this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my tenure at my old school there was two top down administrators. The first one was very bright and had a clear vision of what he wanted to accomplish. He stayed too long. He accomplished a lot the first few years, but he never created the school wide buy in that a more bottom up manager would have. The second administrator seemed to only care about power. She had no vision of what things should be and she lacked the intellect to actually accomplish anything. She constantly used the word insubordinate to express her dislike of anyone disagreeing with her. The union loved her when she started because they felt they could manipulate her in ways that they could not with the previous principal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many not bright people the principal reacted negatively to any conversation started by the union or most of her AP's She did not react negatively because she disagreed with others. She reacted negatively because she often did not understand what people were saying to her and so she assumed that they were hustling her. The union thought they could manipulate her, instead they discovered an administrator that made random decisions, lurching from one direction to another. This is a hard person to work with. This is why the relationship between the union and the principal  is so poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments about the APO and the Principal being at war are certainly true. In most schools the relationship is strained but not nearly as negative as the one in my old school. I think things started to fall apart when the two of them chose to live in a world of wishful thinking instead of just dealing with the good and the bad. As an example, every APO I have met looked at the average number of sick days their staff had each year and set aside money to cover this. If they could lower the number, great, if not they were covered. The power structure at my old school decided they would lower the number by intimidation and threats. Of course it did not work, and so they blamed each other for the failure of an absurd policy and the resulting budget cris. Neither one of them is capable of looking at the policy and altering it to fit reality. Both of them in their own way want reality to alter to fit them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my old school to listen to a guy named Will Richardson talk. He writes a blog at &lt;a href="http://weblogg-ed.com/"&gt;http://weblogg-ed.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Take a look at the March 13th entry in which he talks about what being in the school was like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8571382618319482690?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8571382618319482690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8571382618319482690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8571382618319482690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8571382618319482690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/03/top-down.html' title='Top Down'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3649187951193183366</id><published>2008-03-03T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:46:33.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Principal</title><content type='html'>I received an article from a friend about a Principal who was suspended by his superintendent because he supposedly did not do enough observations. My friends comment was, "They must have an underground newspaper that tells them how to get people". Actually I think the most interesting part about the article was that the suspended Principal was very bottom up in his management style and the Superintendent was very top down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the superintendent gives the Principal a letter on Friday suspending him, the guy even changes the locks on the Principal's office doors to "protect the Principals stuff". The students walk out on Monday and the sup says he can't comment because it is a personnel issue. I've been there and done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure these guys are around my age. Probably went to college in the late 60's early 70's. My guess is that the Principal was a demonstrator and the superintendent was one of the guys on the other side, either condemning the loud demonstrators or actively throwing rocks at them. This is the way it has always been. These top down management jerks willing to do what ever it takes to suppress the participatory democracy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that education (particularly high school education) has always attracted two types of men. One guy is in it because they get a thrill out of helping kids achieve something. They love teaching and they love pushing kids to move beyond the world that they seemed to have been born into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guy likes pushing people around and being dominant. Because they don't have enough guts to push adults around so they choose to work with kids. Kids are much easier to push around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3649187951193183366?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3649187951193183366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3649187951193183366' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3649187951193183366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3649187951193183366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-principal.html' title='Another Principal'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1417034625541409126</id><published>2008-03-03T13:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:11:28.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R8xEN3Sk0VI/AAAAAAAAASU/HyqKvkQI27g/s1600-h/sds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R8xEN3Sk0VI/AAAAAAAAASU/HyqKvkQI27g/s320/sds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173585076912705874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading a book on SDS by Harvey Pekar. The first part of the book is a history of SDS. This was fun and nostalgic because I knew a bunch of the players because many of them went to Michigan. But after this trip down memory lane there were individual stories of what it was like to be in the movement in those days. One of the first stories talked about looking at the people on the other side of the line and seeing hate in their eyes. Wow! Not such a fun image. I remember that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of hate. Beside the obvious cases of police shooting at me or the national guard lobbing tear gas at us, there was the day to day hatred. I remember asking for directions in San Diego and no one being willing to answer me because my hair was too long. I certainly made a decision to drive from San Francisco to NYC through Canada because I had doubts about what would happen to me, my wife and my 4 year old daughter if I tried to drive through the middle of America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all made me realize that all of the red state blue state split and the upstate downstate split here in New York are not new and maybe not as bad as we make them out to be. They are certainly there, but are they as mean spirited as they were in the 60's and 70's. It may be that I don't see the hate as much because I am old enough that people don't perceive me as a threat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1417034625541409126?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1417034625541409126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1417034625541409126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1417034625541409126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1417034625541409126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-started-reading-book-on-sds-by-harvey.html' title='SDS'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R8xEN3Sk0VI/AAAAAAAAASU/HyqKvkQI27g/s72-c/sds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-337995860614500791</id><published>2008-02-20T12:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:23:43.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>I’ve been thinking about survival a lot lately. I’ve been thinking about it because in the past few months I have read three books about survival. One was “We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will be Killed With Our Families” and one was “A Long Way Gone” and the last one was “Peeling the Onion”. These books are about wars that overwhelm everything around them. “Peeling the Onion” is about World War II” and seemed to have a level of sophistication about how this “modern” war was fought. Of course we all know how “modern” the Germans were. The Germans did not murder Jews with the kind of passion that the Rwandans or the Sierra Leone’s used in murdering their fellow countrymen, but they still did. Grass was 17 when he was given a gun and told to go and start killing people. He was not 12, but by the end of the war the Germans were pushing the boundaries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been an argument made that Rwanda happened because of famine: that the survival mechanism that was really at play was a desire to eat. This type of war seems to be part of the history of the world. You read the story in “A Long Way Gone” and the kid talks about essentially sitting in a tree in a forest for weeks afraid to move because of the wild animals, and surviving on some type of fruit he could not identify but that he hopped would not kill him. There was nothing noble about what he was doing. He just wanted to stay alive; he wanted to stay alive because his genetic programming demanded it. I don’t believe it was even a conscious choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you read books like this you become horrified by the level of brutality that people are capable of. Ishmael Beah in “A Long Way Gone” never really says what he did. He talks about kids around him but rarely directly about himself. It is hard to admit what we will do to survive. In modern day America no one is feeding cocaine and heroin to large numbers of 12 year old boys and encouraging them to kill whole villages. But we face survival questions every day. Homeless people spend every day figuring out how to survive. Homeless in NYC particularly need to work hard to avoid freezing to death in the winter. For those of us walking by them we must wonder how far we are from this life. It colors everything we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure you can ask yourself how far you would go to survive. I’m not sure you have as much control over the instinct to survive as you think. I would certainly never be a guard in a concentration camp. In “A Long Way Gone” the kid is put in the situation of being asked to cut the throat of a villager he knows will have his throat cut even if he refuses. The only difference is if he doesn’t do it then both he and the villager will die. He chooses to survive. That choice leads to an amazing book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-337995860614500791?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/337995860614500791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=337995860614500791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/337995860614500791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/337995860614500791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/02/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7579169788528461937</id><published>2008-02-04T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T09:23:51.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Agendas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6ceaIGaI8I/AAAAAAAAASM/RZN-rs-agdY/s1600-h/Kremlin_russia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6ceaIGaI8I/AAAAAAAAASM/RZN-rs-agdY/s200/Kremlin_russia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163128932003357634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that people have written about what is happening in my old school, even when it has nothing to do with anything I have written. Keep it up, writing is a good outlet and does keep you sane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree that there are many agendas in the DoE that we find hard to comprehend. I think the corruption that exists is the type of deep cynical corruption that existed in most Soviet countries. This is part of the structure of this type of government. It is caused by the same structural elements in the DoE and it has been exacerbated by the current administration and the UFT. It comes from very centralized power and very little accountability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up you writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the story of the bull whips really true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7579169788528461937?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7579169788528461937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7579169788528461937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7579169788528461937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7579169788528461937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/02/agendas.html' title='Agendas'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6ceaIGaI8I/AAAAAAAAASM/RZN-rs-agdY/s72-c/Kremlin_russia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8668049658124296995</id><published>2008-01-30T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:31:35.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Bob Durkin&quot;'/><title type='text'>Hard Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6EIxIGaI7I/AAAAAAAAASE/m9hc_mGA8NA/s1600-h/lincoln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6EIxIGaI7I/AAAAAAAAASE/m9hc_mGA8NA/s320/lincoln.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161416288024273842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that so many have responded to my Bob Durkin post. I want to make some more comments because I think he goes to the core of what leadership is about, a good thing to discuss in a presidential year. Bob went to college with Rudy Guiliani and they seemed to share some similarities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob became principal after a string of people had been at the school for a short time. The UFT became used to having control. There was a hard core group of teachers who liked to control the school. Some of them were excellent teachers and some of them were not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One teacher in particular became his instant enemy. Bob wanted to make changes and she was one of those people who would talk against almost all change. She was grouchy and she didn't particularly like the kids. One day this teacher, we will call her Ms P, was teaching a class and a student asked to use the bathroom. She refused his request and he then stood up and urinated into a waste basket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether this actual happened is not really relevant. The student did report to the principal that he had been forced to use a waste basket in Ms P's class to urinate because he could not hold it. The principal could have seen it as a troubled youth acting out in class and tried to deal with the student. He did not. He choose to look at it as a teacher who forced a poor student to use a waste basket rather than allowing him the dignity of a public restroom. The teacher was removed to the rubber room and then reassigned to a new school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Bob destroyed her career, but he tried. The question is was he justified in doing this. This was not the only time I ever saw him do something like this. He understood who the bad teachers were, and he understood who is enemies were and he went after both groups by any means necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Bob and Rudy were in college learning to be tough vindictive people I was sitting in coffee houses in Ann Arbor discussing "Franny and Zooey" and New Morality. New Morality says that the ends can never justify the means, because the ends and the means are indistinguishable. The problem with the New Morality is that you have to deal with times when you must make hard decisions. Sometimes you are forced to do something you are not proud off, or something that bends ethics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think really great leaders feel bad when they push against the ethical boundaries. Lincoln seemed to have suffered greatly when he was president. Robert McNamara has come to publicly regret much of what he did in Vietnam while he was Secretary of Defense. It is hard to imagine Richard Nixon or Rudy Guiliani or Bob Durkin loosing sleep over the moral implications of decisions they made. They were more likely to loose sleep because they felt people were after them or they had lost a battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the bottom line is that I feel that affective leaders can be Machiavellian people, but great leaders are people with a strong moral sense who are occasionally willing to bend their morals, but always feel bad about it and who always try to find their way back to a moral center. A good quality for a president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that there are a group of people who started a law suit over the rubber room. The UFT does not support the suit, what a surprise! I think Randy is probably lacking a moral center.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8668049658124296995?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8668049658124296995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8668049658124296995' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8668049658124296995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8668049658124296995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/01/hard-ball.html' title='Hard Ball'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R6EIxIGaI7I/AAAAAAAAASE/m9hc_mGA8NA/s72-c/lincoln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7769187875252241776</id><published>2008-01-17T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:40:43.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You need to see this.</title><content type='html'>I have added a link on the side or click here  to a &lt;a href="http://rubberroommovie.com"&gt;documentary on the rubber room&lt;/a&gt;. You need to see this. I am trying to decide if I should contact them. This would most likely finish me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7769187875252241776?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7769187875252241776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7769187875252241776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7769187875252241776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7769187875252241776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-need-to-see-this.html' title='You need to see this.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7842837000354832658</id><published>2007-12-31T15:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:31:03.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R4_XI7tG-dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/o2-ifXbYLO4/s1600-h/Scan10040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R4_XI7tG-dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/o2-ifXbYLO4/s200/Scan10040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156576646828325330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an interesting article in the Economist recently. They were comparing school systems in different countries. One of the criteria they used was the differences between the highest and lowest functioning schools. Countries such as Germany and Japan have the highest difference. Poland had one of the lowest.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://psal.org/psalsports/calendar/psal_calendar.asp?cschool=04504"&gt;( This is the link to the Economist article, good reading.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It turned out that Poland has done one of the best jobs in increasing the educational levels of their lowest students without hurting their top students. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Homogeneous&lt;/span&gt; (I meant to say heterogeneous,an unforgivable error for a science teacher) schools seem to raise the bottom without hurting the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard thing to deal with in NYC and probably most other places. We are in many ways an elitist country. Not as bad as the Japanese but not that far away. I think that the principal of my old school and her security general were of the elite is good school of thinking. My feeling is that it is really hard to figure out who is elite. Kids come to us with many different attitudes and problems. It is our job to believe in all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a student the other day. He said he wanted out of the class he was in because the teacher was disrespectful of him. I never saw it, though I think the teacher is frustrated that the class is not learning fast enough. I was thinking about a teacher I supervised she had a large number of complaints from kids who felt that she put them down. So I said to a kid who was complaining about her, "I'm always calling you dumb." and the kid responded to me that that was true, but I didn't mean it. And the truth is I never did mean it. Even the kids the farthest behind had something to offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumor is that my old school is going to be broken up and the current principal will become principal of one of the small schools. I'm sure she will want to take the elite academy. It will be great to see what happens with that. She used to run this academy on the basis of throwing kids out if they did not perform, and forcing kids to stay who did not want to do the work they were being asked to do. This will not be an option as an autonomous school. Of course if she ends up with the elite kids she won't have to worry about the lower third, unless no one wants to go to her schools and she has to take kids that are not that great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said in the past, you need to have a certain percentage of overachieving kids to provide a leadership in a school. But a school should teach compassion and concern for others. In this way you encourage kids to help each other. There is nothing more powerful than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7842837000354832658?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7842837000354832658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7842837000354832658' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7842837000354832658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7842837000354832658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/homo.html' title='Homo'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R4_XI7tG-dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/o2-ifXbYLO4/s72-c/Scan10040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1512793985038913755</id><published>2007-12-31T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:38:43.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Bob Durkin&quot;'/><title type='text'>Bob Durkin</title><content type='html'>I went to Bob Durkin's funeral last weekend. I have been trying to figure out what he meant to me. I know when I heard that he was dying it really hit me. Part of the reason was that he was only one year older than me. But I think part of the reason was that he was a significant person in my life. I am trying to figure out why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things Bob did, was he inspired a bunch of people. He also had a bunch of people who couldn't stand him. I was friends with both groups of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Durkin never slowed down. It was always full speed ahead with him. He wrote large grants, he courted business partners, and there was a steady stream of visitors to our school. Working for him made you feel as if you were in the center of the education universe. This was an exciting place to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Bob's casket was the sign that was on his desk, "It is all about the kids". I think that this was always true. I know that Bob would go to the crack house in the neighborhood to drag students out. I remember the day when a girls father was getting out of jail. ACS was going to send the kid back to her father, even though he was abusing her. Bob spent the evening on the phone trying to save this girl. I think he would have called the president if he knew his number. He would not give up until he had solved this problem. He really did care deeply about the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Bob had a happy childhood. I suspect that he found it difficult to have fun with his kids. Every year I would have a fight with Bob over taking kids to Great Adventure for Physics Day. The first year Bob ignored my trip because he was sure that the superintendent wouldn't approve the trip. It was approved after I convinced the superintendent that the Board of Ed. approved of this trip. The next year Bob convinced the superintendent to say no and I appealed. The trip was approved as the Buses were parked outside. Bob was livid. I think that what bothered him the most was the fun aspect of the trip. I think Bob had a hard time with fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob did things his way. He believed, as I do, that good teachers make a good school. He worked really hard to get rid of bad teachers. He did this before it was something the Board of Ed. approved of. This may have been the beginning of the superintendent hating him. What I think happened sometimes with the superintendent is that Bob was willing to do his job and he wanted the superintendent's office to do its job. All they wanted to do is keep peace. I don't think Bob ever thought of his job as keeping peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UFT hated Bob Durkin. They hated him so much that they probably still hate him. They did everything they could to get rid of him. They hated him because he kept asking teachers to do their jobs. They hated him because he did not believe in the game of shuffling bad teachers around the system. He wanted to get rid of them. Some of their complaints were valid. He was often heavy handed when he didn't have to be. He had some people he hated and he went after them with a vengeance. Some of the people he went after were not bad teachers, they were just not the type of teacher Bob liked. He should have known to back off sometimes. That said, the hatred of the UFT was way beyond rational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was always in the middle of things. He was a star, but he could have been a superstar. He blew some great chances. He pushed the idea of turning a large high school into houses. He inspired some of the Ap's to think of themselves as mini-principals. People came from overseas to visit us. He could have turned the school into mini schools with bunch of principals with Bob as a quasi-superintendent. I feel that if he had made that move he would have become known all over the country. He could have spent the next few years giving speeches around the country. But he couldn't give up the power. I think he was afraid of not having enough to do or enough control. This may have been his fatal flaw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was the first principal I knew who understood statistics. He collected them and he used them to make decisions. He was the first person to show me the incredible differences between good and bad teachers. He pulled statistics on how many kids good teachers passed (always more than bad teachers) and how many kids passed Regents tests (always dramatically more than bad teachers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line about Bob is that he always felt he could solve the problem of urban education. He believed he could succeed and he inspired people around him to believe they could succeed. He believed kids could succeed and he created a school that encouraged that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume the current principal did not go to the viewing. I am certainly glad I did not see her there. I think it would have been more than I could have borne. I think I need to come back to this again in a month or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1512793985038913755?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1512793985038913755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1512793985038913755' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1512793985038913755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1512793985038913755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/bob-durkin.html' title='Bob Durkin'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-522338812075468749</id><published>2007-12-30T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:41:16.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Standards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R3mLu7tG-cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4SD3J2JZJDw/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R3mLu7tG-cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4SD3J2JZJDw/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150301287292008898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the part of the principal's memo that disturbed people the most is his comments on how hard the kids lives were. This type of comment always comes across as condescending. I suppose that almost everyone can be looked at as having a hard life. I imagine that the Astors wonder how I can survive on my small salary. They must think I have a hard life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course many of our kids do have awful lives. While poverty does not cause alcoholism, child abuse, or drug addiction it does increase the percentage of families who suffer from these problems. I have known many cases of kids who came from situations that made me wonder how they survived. As educators we need to help kids deal with these problems. Years ago it became obvious that we couldn't teach kids if they were hungry. This is why free lunch and breakfast programs were started. It is just as true that a child from an abusive home or who lives in a different home every month will have trouble learning. We need to do what ever we need to to help them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all of this. I will also say that we can not excuse kids for having tough lives. Each kid needs to be dealt with as if they are capable of greatness. We must always demand the most from them. I think that on a really basic level kids need to be dealt with this way. They need to feel that we believe in them. For some of them it may be the most important thing we can give them. The chance to be treated like normal kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you never want to hire as a teacher is the person who tells you they are becoming teacher to help the poor unfortunate kids. These people almost always fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the interesting things I have observed is that the kids who did well at my school did well in college even though by "objective standards" they probably did not learn as much as a kid in a better high school. Their success had more to do with being successful than it did with how much they learned. Sometimes they had a hard time when they  first got to college, but they were always able to work up to what was expected of them. This is one of the reasons I don't believe in "objective standards". I do believe in pushing kids to work harder than they think they can. This is what builds the capacity necessary to succeed in life. When I teach Chemistry I make sure I ask more of the students than they think they can give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year I taught I was in an 8th grade class. I had the highest level class and the lowest level class. My school was in to dividing kids up this way. I remember thinking that I could not tell the difference between the two extremes. Then one day the high level kids were driving me crazy and so I told them that if they thought they could do a better job then they could teach the class. They did and they did do a better job than I was doing. I realized that they were much smarter than I thought. I was the cause of these kids acting dumb, because I did not demand enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to get the level right. All teachers need someone to come into their class and help them figure out the level. I need someone to do this myself. Self fulfilling prophecies are an occupational hazard. So is a rigid belief in thinking you know what a kid should learn. I very strongly feel that the most important thing we do is build capacity to learn. We have no idea what these kids worlds will look like. I'm a wiz at WordPerfect. I know all the shortcuts and F keys. Does anyone care anymore? But I did learn how to read a manual and even more important how to hack my way through a program. This is why I am fairly technologically sophisticated. As a matter of fact it is my ability to hack my way through programs that has helped me the most. My father and probably most of my high school teachers would have been horrified at the concept of just figuring something out by educated trial and error (hacking). This is not how people learned in the 40's, 50's and 60's. But it is an important part of learning today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we need to say to kids every day is, you can learn, you can figure things out on your own, you can be a valuable member of society. We need to say this every chance we can because there are lots of people saying just the opposite to these kids. Even more important than saying this, we must believe it. To stand in front of a student and tell them that we are proud of them when they did nothing to deserve our pride will destroy credibility, probably for ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above was shot on Sixth Avenue and Fourth Street. The reason I took it is that the look is school girl uniform. Do people push school uniforms because they think it will make kids better behaved or is it just one of the great male sexual fantasies. I put my money on the fantasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-522338812075468749?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/522338812075468749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=522338812075468749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/522338812075468749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/522338812075468749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/standards.html' title='Standards'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R3mLu7tG-cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4SD3J2JZJDw/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2436747873938417811</id><published>2007-12-15T20:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:12:16.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R2r2wbtG-aI/AAAAAAAAARk/mz1TeZkVnpo/s1600-h/Scan10039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R2r2wbtG-aI/AAAAAAAAARk/mz1TeZkVnpo/s320/Scan10039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146196836155324834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife hates winter. The last week has had bad weather and I can see that she is not happy. The problem is that she doesn't go to Lowe's. This is where the true rhythm of nature is played out. If my wife spent as much time in Lowe's as I do she would see the world differently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked into Lowe's and all of the Christmas things were on sale. Most of the isles of Christmas decorations had been eliminated and the merchandise had been consolidated into one isle. In place of Christmas things there were hoes and rakes and barbecues. Lowe's understands that spring will be here soon and we better start getting ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl above wanted to marry me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2436747873938417811?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2436747873938417811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2436747873938417811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2436747873938417811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2436747873938417811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R2r2wbtG-aI/AAAAAAAAARk/mz1TeZkVnpo/s72-c/Scan10039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8492307117192426627</id><published>2007-12-14T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:06:41.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>65 %</title><content type='html'>The big education news here in NYC is the principal who wrote a memo to his staff telling them that if they were not passing 65% of their students that they needed to take into account how difficult the students lives were and to redesign their classes to allow more students to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems shocked by this. The interpretation is that he is suggesting that his teachers dumb down the classes. If you are a teacher, than I would hope that you are adjusting your classes to the students in front of you. Good teachers do this all of the time. Bad teachers hide behind a concept that there is an objective level that all classes should be taught at. Certainly if you are a chemistry teacher there is a state curriculum with a certain scope of learning. But the amount of room within this scope is huge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a supervisor you often see two different types of teachers. One has "standards" and even if no one in the class understands what they are talking about they plow ahead. This makes them efficient deliverers of information and bad teachers. These are the equivalent of the adult who talks to you about music in such technical terms that you can't follow what they are saying and then sneers at you for being ignorant.  If it wasn't that equal amounts of men and women teachers teach this way I would make a comment about the size of their genitals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one adjusts her teaching to reflect the class. The problem this teacher often has is that she keeps adjusting down and the kids get lazier. What supervisors should be doing is walking into the classes and pushing the teachers to demand more. This state of lowered expectations seems to be inevitable. It is hard to get the level right without an impartial observer watching what you are doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked a lot about whether we should care about kids home lives, but I will talk some more about this next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a review of the new Coppola movie. It said this move is rated R for language, sexual congress, and metaphysics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8492307117192426627?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8492307117192426627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8492307117192426627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8492307117192426627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8492307117192426627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/65.html' title='65 %'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1498930216751289095</id><published>2007-12-05T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:53:35.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R1coxVdjlZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BJqzmv8I03k/s1600-h/Scan10026+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R1coxVdjlZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BJqzmv8I03k/s320/Scan10026+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140622327706523026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been scanning old pictures and ran across this picture of me. I actually built the set I am sitting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written in a long time because my life seems to be on autopilot and so I don't get as angry. I come to this school everyday and I sit in the server room trying to get server 2003 to work. I have no one to talk to if I can't get something to work. I have to admit that there have been times in which I have felt that I would never solve this program. I would read the same instructions over and over and not understand what they were saying. But I have finally figured it out and I think my server and backup server are up and running the way I want them to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been an interesting exercise in literacy. The difference between me and many of our semi-literate students is that I keep at it until I figure it out. I feel like giving up, but I don't. Why is this true? I think that whatever is inside me that kept me going is what we need to put inside our students. This is really all they need. The rest is details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two funny things since I last wrote. There was a short news article that the first 5 seasons of Sesame Street were on DVD. They came with a warning saying they may not be suitable for children. Apparently Oscar is really grouchy and Cookie Monster eats cookies. Maybe this explains what is wrong with my kids. Do you think I could sue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second interesting thing is that Joel Klein sent an email to me and every other teacher in NYC who checks their DoE email. The letter spoke about how some of the recent test results were disappointing but that they were not a good measure of how well the city was doing. This is strange. It is strange because Klein loves testing as an instrument to use in judging individual school performance. It is also strange that he felt it necessary to send a letter to everyone. Of course the problem is that the city and the state have manipulated tests to give them the results they wanted. But you can only do this for so long and then you have no more room. Klein should have been smart enough to get out before he ran out of room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next guy should come in, give very hard tests to show how awful the schools are and then spend the next few years manipulating results to show improvement. That's how you "succeed".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1498930216751289095?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1498930216751289095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1498930216751289095' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1498930216751289095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1498930216751289095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/12/mellow.html' title='Mellow'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/R1coxVdjlZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BJqzmv8I03k/s72-c/Scan10026+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2512976616861572219</id><published>2007-11-09T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:19:37.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DoE grade F'/><title type='text'>Aw C'mon</title><content type='html'>I have to respond to a comment I received on my last blog. The author says I am being simplistic. I am. I am saying that simple is where you start. The reason my old school received an F is they could never master simple. I now get assigned to other schools and I do not see the types of problems I constantly saw at my old school. Generally these schools have money for supplies. Generally these schools have minimal programming problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of the comment talked about my department. I did not have a department for 4 years. I had a house, but those in power never seemed to get this. The easiest way to move out of the F world is to move the bottom third of the students. You do this in a house, not in a large school. This is what houses were designed for. To talk about my department a year after I left and 4 years after the school changed is ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where programming comes in. When the previous APG ran programming there were maybe a dozen kids that did not get classes in there house. In my house there were at best 2 kids who did not take lab with their science teacher and these were seniors. When I left there were large numbers of kids not programmed in house classes and a large number of students mis-programmed for labs, even ninth graders who should be the easiest kids to program. This kills science scores and it kills houses. I do not believe my old school will last much longer, but the principal should be honest and kill houses. The only current reason for the existence of houses is to provide a mechanism to blame AP's for the ills of the school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year I was science AP I made sure that my teachers were appreciated and that they had what they needed to teach. I provided a buffer between them and the administration. My scores went up 30%. This was not that hard considering how low they were. I also realized that that was the easy part. The second increase in scores would come from intense staff development. This is much harder and I failed. A few years after I became science AP we switched to houses. My roll was that of consultant to other houses on science issues.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the houses in my school put all their labs at the end of the day. The result was predictable, few passed the labs and most of their kids were ineligible for the Regents. Bad programming has bad consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grades a school receives is based to a large extent on graduation rate and how well you do with the bottom third of your class. One example of the stupid decisions made by my principal is that I had a double period math class that was designed for the lower third of my kids. The class was held in a room that had math posters all over it. It was 50 feet from my office. The principal decided the class should not be in this room. She moved the first period to a computer room that was totally unsuited for the class. Students could hide behind computers. This class was on a different floor from my office. Then she moved the second period to a room On the other side of the building. The one group she should have been putting resources into, she was taking them away. And of course blaming me for doing a bad job of programming. She was upset that she had to fix my error! She had no problems punishing students for my supposed misdeeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing I noticed about these kids was that they were not in school very much. When they did come to school they got in trouble and were suspended. Again, the group we most needed to help we created an environment that worked against these kids. My old school had a huge number of suspensions. My college bound kids were not getting suspended. The kids who probably could have missed school and not been harmed were never suspended. The kids who needed every minute we could give them, they were suspended. The school had chosen to emphasis "safety" over academic success for our most needy students. The school chose to see the problems these kids created as moral failings on their part, rather than the inevitable fall out of academic failure. By suspending so many kids we create more failure and more behavior problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not on a "high horse". I am a person who fought against this every day I was in the building. I ultimately lost and was banished. But I hope that while I was there I did some good. I have been in the trenches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2512976616861572219?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2512976616861572219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2512976616861572219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2512976616861572219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2512976616861572219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/11/aw-cmon.html' title='Aw C&apos;mon'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1164478876951780336</id><published>2007-11-07T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:03:19.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RzOxo6El8II/AAAAAAAAAQo/1ppiqpgFvgI/s1600-h/esextrain+10-07-0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RzOxo6El8II/AAAAAAAAAQo/1ppiqpgFvgI/s200/esextrain+10-07-0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130639716846530690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a woman and her kid on the train the other day. I would guess the kid was in second grade. Mom had the kids math workbook. It had addition problems. The mom was working hard to finish all of the problems before they reached their stop. The kid was doing nothing. How can we get the message across to parents that this is a really bad thing to do. I would assume that the mother would rather do the work than get a call from the teacher yelling at her for not making the kid do his homework. (Another unintended consequence of homework). If the teacher uses this homework to evaluate the kid she/he will of course get a false sense of the students abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I see that my old school got an F on its report card. This may be the final nail in the coffin. I don't see how a program, such as the one I used to run can possibly recruit students. I have said before that my definition of a good program is one that has a mix of good students and more challenging students. It is a delicate balance. If you fall below a certain number of good students then you are in trouble. You find that there is no leadership. This is very bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the F came because of a lack of leadership in the school. This doesn't mean that all of the teachers are wonderful, but so many of the not good teachers were hired by the current leaders that they must be blamed. Running a school is easy, you hire great teachers, you support them and you leave them alone. My old principal hires teachers out of desperation, and then often hires nice middle class kids who can't teach or she hires someone because they are all that is available that day and she would rather have a body in a classroom then wait for a good teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources in my old school went first to security and then to classrooms. Always a bad decision. Supplies were hard to come by, coverages for trips or staff development were discouraged, and most importantly the programming was abysmal. I found the programming one of the most discouraging aspects. Each student is unique. How you program them is critical to their success in school. If you force the student to fit the school and not the school to fit the student you are creating a situation that keeps students from doing their best and therefore gives you an F. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does she survive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1164478876951780336?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1164478876951780336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1164478876951780336' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1164478876951780336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1164478876951780336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-education.html' title='Random Education'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RzOxo6El8II/AAAAAAAAAQo/1ppiqpgFvgI/s72-c/esextrain+10-07-0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3096827286965013643</id><published>2007-10-30T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:40:12.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ry-buhRwzvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6Y2s9fQuJh8/s1600-h/esextrain+10-07-0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ry-buhRwzvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6Y2s9fQuJh8/s200/esextrain+10-07-0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129489724107443954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that one of my faults or "charming quirks" is that I get upset about too many issues. I fight over things that I know I will loose. I should keep quiet until I have a chance of winning. Effective politicians do this and do it without loosing their integrity, though sometimes they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember Everett Dirkson, a politician who I did not agree with. But when it came time to deal with Richard Nixon he said, enough, the constitution matters and he was one of the most vocal prosecutors in the Senate. He played realpolitik most of his career and then when it counted he drew a line and stood up for principles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Sixties the two biggest things going on were the war in Vietnam and the Civil Rights movement. Unions choose to support the war and they chose to effectively deny civil rights. The antiwar movement was to a great extent an issue of style. A generation was saying that they did not buy America no matter what. This generation grew up with a basic anti-union attitude. An attitude that is still hurting the unions today. Particularly when they go to organize white collar workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Civil Right movement was even more serious. It was obvious that blacks had been seriously discriminated against in obtaining good paying union jobs in America. The unions took the position that it was not their problem and that seniority was the most important factor. They denied that they needed to do anything to address past abuses of a large number of people. They wanted jobs for those who had them and for their children. This was a great moral turning point for trade unions and they failed. I think that ultimately this hurt the union movement. When unions started they had the moral high ground. They were helping workers get a fair deal. In the 60's they lost this and I don't think that they have ever recovered. Their leaders took the popular route with their members. This helped define the mid-west today and hasten the movement of people out of the area and to the coasts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 30's unions worked hard to provide workers with good working conditions. In 68 and 69 when I went on strike for the UFT I did it for more money and for better working conditions. The UFT promised they would work to provide me with a work place that treated me like a professional. In the end the UFT settled for more money and for gutting the civil rights inspired community control of the schools. The UFT obtained a great deal of power. The workers only received more money. The state of the UFT today is reflective of these decisions. We are well paid and are treated like crap. We have almost no relationship with the communities we work in. The UFT treats us like crap and so they don't really get why we are upset when administrators treat us like crap. The UFT powers make very large amounts of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was getting off the subway and a very stunning woman passed me on her way to the train. I usually don't see anyone on the train, but I noticed her. While I was going up the steps I heard a commotion. I kept going up and as I got to the top I turned around and saw this stunning woman coming up the stairs yelling and screaming about something that was not clear. It reminded me of the concept that if you see someone who you think might be better than the woman you have forget it. You would probably just trade for something that was even crazier. Might as well stay with the craziness you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3096827286965013643?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3096827286965013643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3096827286965013643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3096827286965013643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3096827286965013643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-that-one-of-my-faults-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ry-buhRwzvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6Y2s9fQuJh8/s72-c/esextrain+10-07-0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-383945112315898377</id><published>2007-10-23T16:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:16:38.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Midwest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rx5opBGXqFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tF2wp1eUly4/s1600-h/port+huron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rx5opBGXqFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tF2wp1eUly4/s320/port+huron.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124648479873280082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is currently living in Michigan and counting the days until she can move to the east. What got me thinking about this was the current issue of the Atlantic. There were two articles that particularly caught my eye. One was on Reinhold Niebuhr and the other was on Saul Bellow. It turns out that Niebuhr got his start in Detroit. Of course Belows is from Chicago. Both these guys were great thinkers. They did there most important work before 1970. I left Michigan in 1969. Not that I am at all equal to Niebuhr or Bellow. But the dates are significant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1962 a bunch of people who would soon become my friends got together in Port Huron Michigan. They wrote a document that is still interesting today. If you have never read it take a look at the &lt;a href="http://coursesa.matrix.msu.edu/~hst306/documents/huron.html"&gt;Port Huron Statement&lt;/a&gt;. The people I knew at the University of Michigan were often the kids of union organizers, one kids father had fought in the Abraham Lincoln Brigade. The dads were generally doing well but when we needed bail money to get us out of jail after some protest they could usually be counted on to help out. They were generally proud of their kid's activism. This was the exciting intellectual world of the Mid-West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Michigan was never New York, it was something. So was St. Louis and Cleveland and Buffalo and Minneapolis . People lived there with great ideas. The union movement attracted large numbers of intellectuals who felt that they could change the world. In fact they really did change the world but they never went far enough. They settled for high wages and no change in the basic structure of industry. They came to do good and stayed to do well.(Sounds a little like the UFT and Albert Shanker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I got to college a lot of their kids decided it was time to change the world. I imagine that we did change the world, just not as much as we wanted to. In the end we were not that much different than the union organizer fathers of so many of the SDS kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most sad about all of this is the fact that the middle of the country seems to have lost its intellectual core. Today when you think of most of these places you think of reactionary thinking. People who are anti homosexuality, abortion, immigration, evolution and almost every thing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the United States once elected a socialist to congress, they founded the Grange and the Farm Workers Party. The mid west was home to the Cleveland Symphony and the Detroit Opera. Artists did not leave as soon as they could. Is this still true? Actually I know that it is still true to some extent. There are still small theater groups in Buffalo and Minneapolis and I am sure lots of other cities. There are lots of smart people out their but they are slowly but surely being pushed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the current immigration debate is a symptom of something that has been building for a long time. The desire of too many of the Mid Western politicians to push everyone but their constituency out. Often people with different ideas were are part of this unwanted group. The reason the coasts have done so well is that these unwanted people have moved there and many of them turned out to have something good to offer. Taking in the unwanted is what places like New York have always been good at. The problem is, can this country prosper with this type of division? It is sad that Michigan is going to loose a liberal voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-383945112315898377?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/383945112315898377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=383945112315898377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/383945112315898377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/383945112315898377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/10/midwest.html' title='The Midwest'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rx5opBGXqFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tF2wp1eUly4/s72-c/port+huron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1426210899472559830</id><published>2007-10-18T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:54:47.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules and Regulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxtZsBGXqDI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IcyHMuXZCIs/s1600-h/esextrain+10-07-0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxtZsBGXqDI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IcyHMuXZCIs/s320/esextrain+10-07-0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123787613808338994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I remember reading a book called Hawaii. This was a fictionalized account of the founding of Hawaii. One of the things that happened was that when the missionaries arrived they realized that the Hawaiian people were have too much intercourse. They did not like this. They wanted to push the idea of marriage and of course the missionary position. They thought that they might create a law that forbid all the types of congress that they did not approve of. They realized that if they did this that this would just give the Hawaiians ideas on things to do that they had not thought of. So this is the law they came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;any other species of lewdness be committed, such as is not mentioned in this law, the judge shall consider it well, according to the best of his knowledge, he shall pass sentence in accordance with the general spirit of the law. Thus shall he punish that crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, we aren't going to tell you what is bad, but don't do it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The SEC years ago decided that if they specified all of the illegal things that banks and stock brokers should not do that they would provide a gold mine for lawyers looking for loopholes. For instance there is a section of the tax code that says you should not do any financial maneuver just to avoid taxes. This is much better than telling you what you can't specifically do. It relies on the reasonable interpretation of good behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reminded of this with all the controversy surrounding the memos written in a Queens high school about what to do in case of an emergency. It would seem that the part that is missing is to do what makes sense in the situation. If you are looking to create a series of rules to govern behavior, sometimes less is more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you need guidelines in any organization. You need to tell people the clear chain of command, but then you have to trust people to do the right thing if the chain doesn't make sense. The memo should have started by saying that everyone was expected to do what is appropriate if they feel someone is in danger and then go on to describe what to do if they are not. All these explicit memos do is feed into the control mentality that too often governs schools while avoiding making people responsible for their own actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1426210899472559830?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1426210899472559830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1426210899472559830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1426210899472559830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1426210899472559830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/10/rules-and-regulations.html' title='Rules and Regulations'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxtZsBGXqDI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IcyHMuXZCIs/s72-c/esextrain+10-07-0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6461871787501390986</id><published>2007-10-15T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:12:57.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do they always win?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxPi7xGXqBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YOB0BXDimes/s1600-h/astroland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxPi7xGXqBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YOB0BXDimes/s400/astroland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121686717670598674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6 months ago I decided that it was time to get on with my life. I signed an agreement that I did not love, but which at the time looked like it was the best I was going to do. The idea was that I could move on. Not true. I forgot, and apparently so did my lawyer that bureaucrats can almost always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of my "career" with the DoE I was left with the prospect of finding a new job. I did not object to that. Clearly I should have done this years ago. I logged on to the DoE web site and noticed immediately that the majority of available Assistant Principal jobs were for AP organization (APO). This is not a surprise. Small schools usually only have one AP. The old model of subject matter AP's is quickly disappearing in NYC. The problem is that in NYC you need what is called a certificate of eligibility(COE). This is a concept that makes sense for subject matter AP's, you should know something about a subject if you are going to be an AP of that subject, but for an APO this seems kind of silly. There are no extraordinary qualifications for this job. You just have to do what the principal needs you to do. Usually this has to do with money but not always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most AP's the process for getting a COE to be an APO is you pay the board ten dollars and you make sure your fingerprints are up to date and you don't owe child support. But this is not how it works if you are me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early July I applied for the proper COE to be an APO. But I didn't get it. What I got was a letter asking me to come to 65 Court St. I did, and they told me that because of my record of evil doings they would have to investigate me. Would I like to add anything in my own defense. I did and then I heard nothing. It is now October 15 and I have still not heard anything from them. As far as I know my application is just sitting on someones desk. By not acting on it they have essentially stopped me from getting work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what bureaucracies are good at. They are good at doing nothing and by doing nothing hurting people. This is why they win. Doing nothing is usually a more powerful act then doing something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6461871787501390986?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6461871787501390986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6461871787501390986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6461871787501390986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6461871787501390986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-they-always-win.html' title='Do they always win?'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RxPi7xGXqBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YOB0BXDimes/s72-c/astroland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3039373838678847447</id><published>2007-10-11T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:25:14.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a nasty group of people</title><content type='html'>Two interesting and I feel related articles appeared on October 10. The first was in the Times. If you are interested in the whole article it is at &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/10/education/10education.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/10/education/10education.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin&lt;/a&gt; This article was by Samuel Freedman, a guy I exchanged emails with last year. He is the Times' education writer. Some how or other he managed to spend three hours in my old rubber room on 7th Avenue. It has gotten worse. teachers are no longer allowed even the small amount of dignity they used to have. Here is the quote from the Times;&lt;blockquote&gt; The room in question was about 1,100 square feet and on blueprints submitted to the Fire Department was designed to hold 26 people. On this day, it contained upward of 75. It had no windows, no land phone, no Internet access, no wall decorations, not even a clock. Any personal belongings left overnight were removed by custodians.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like it was last year, but know listen to this; &lt;blockquote&gt;Still, the stultifying atmosphere of that rubber room is not simply the opinion of its unwilling, disgruntled residents. I spent several hours there last week observing the listless routine, and what I saw confirmed the complaints I had heard privately from teachers before my unannounced visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this year, teachers could at least keep some personal items: a seat cushion, a tin of tea. A teacher with a damaged leg who needs a support dog was permitted to sit at a table just outside the rubber room. A physical education teacher even held fitness classes in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that has ended. The department supplied new chairs and tables at the outset of this academic year, but also stopped allowing any of the personal touches. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room has always been punitive, but now it is a nightmare. The bureaucrats at the DoE think that this is great. They assume that you must be scum if you are there, they never allow the possibility that the scum might be the principal who sent you there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second article was in the Daily News. Here it is in its entirety; &lt;blockquote&gt;A Manhattan gym teacher facing 27 counts of misconduct allegedly threatened to kill the arbitrator presiding over his case, authorities said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Smith, 46, who taught at the Museum School in Manhattan, allegedly said he was going to "kill that f---ing arbitrator" and "break him in half," according to a report by Special Schools Investigator Richard Condon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Education Department will continue to seek Smith's termination, a spokeswoman said. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is amazing about this is that if you asked the DoE to comment on an ongoing investigation they would tell you that they could not, that there were confidentiality issues involved, even if the teacher being investigated was willing to wave his/her rights. But on the day that the Times breaks a story on the rubber room suddenly the DoE releases this story. That hardly seems a coincidence. As a matter of fact the release of this item would seem to violate the DoE's policy. Maybe somebody should investigate them. At the very least this guys union should file a suit against the DoE for giving out this information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3039373838678847447?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3039373838678847447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3039373838678847447' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3039373838678847447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3039373838678847447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-nasty-group-of-people.html' title='It&apos;s a nasty group of people'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3348967676095127390</id><published>2007-09-27T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:45:44.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvwgfBGXqAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/M7iG1dzjO8o/s1600-h/coney+island-0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvwgfBGXqAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/M7iG1dzjO8o/s400/coney+island-0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114998994029225986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quick comment on my last post. We seem to live in an era of privatization. Here in NYC the mayor believes in privatizing and so does Joel Klein. There is this mantra that private is better. I think that the Iraq war is the first privatized war. I think that history will show that it was one of the most inefficient corrupt wars ever conducted. I would hope that private contractors will eventually be held accountable. We also are faced with making some serious decisions regarding health care. No candidate seems to want to propose a government run health care system. This is despite the fact that the feds spend 3% of medicare money on administration and the private sector spends 15%. Privatization can work sometimes, but I think we need to be careful when we assume it is always better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading this book entitled "I am a Strange Loop" by Douglas Hofstadter. The book is about the mind and in particular what I means. Hofstadter wrote the book after his wife died suddenly. I think he is arguing against what he calls the Cartesian version of I. That is you are who you are only in terms of what body you are in and where that body is located. He makes an argument that all of the I's in the world are somehow connected. Therefore the I that was his wife lives on in some small way inside him and his kids. He sees the I as something that exists beyond the physical and chemical makeup of an individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really going to go into explaining what was in this book, because I know that I often read books and then distort them to fit into something inside me. I am not a good reporter of books. I use books to change my thinking but not always in the way that an author intended. I am "famous" in my family for doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the point I want to make about this book. I am who I am because of the books I have read, the people I have loved and the experiences I have had. But I do not feel that I retain any of this. I feel that I have taken all of this in and so modified it and distorted it as to make it unrecognizable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hofestader really wants to feel that the I that was his wife became a part of him, he wants to feel that he knew her in a profound way. I look at the people I know really well, my wife, my kids and I feel that in a really serious way I have no idea who they are. I have gotten better at guessing what they are thinking or what they want or like, but this is just a skill I have acquired. This skill is similar to getting better at hitting a baseball. When you are little you miss all of the time, but if you practice you learn to make small adjustment that allow you to occasionally hit the ball. You are never able to hit it every time and you are never really aware of where the ball is. You just become better at reacting and reading visual cues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the study of I can also be the study of the soul. If you are religious this is the easy term. Hofstadter uses another term &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;élan mental&lt;/span&gt; which I like a lot. While I believe in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;élan mental&lt;/span&gt; I do not believe that it survives or is transfered in any meaningful way. My father was a major figure in my life. But even thought he affected me and even though some outside people might say I have some of his habits or thought processes I do not believe that any of his soul still exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3348967676095127390?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3348967676095127390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3348967676095127390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3348967676095127390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3348967676095127390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mind.html' title='My mind'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvwgfBGXqAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/M7iG1dzjO8o/s72-c/coney+island-0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7543524433094872991</id><published>2007-09-19T09:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:12:27.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvO6EBGXp_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/-_7zX8vTvhA/s1600-h/orient+point+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvO6EBGXp_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/-_7zX8vTvhA/s400/orient+point+sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112634580173039602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received two comments that I think deserve a response. The first one spoke of how wonderful the UFT was. I have been a chapter chair and I will say categorically that the UFT is not a democratic organization. When I was chapter chair the representative from the Manhattan High Schools was not part of the ruling Unity party. This apparently bothered the UFT leadership so much that they changed the way people vote. They used an old trick used by segregationists in the 60's. If you were afraid that a minority group would elect representatives you switched to an at-large system. If you had 10 house representatives and 20% of your population was black you changed the way voting was done to have the representatives elected at large. This almost assured that all of the representatives were white. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UFT used to have proportional representation, but it changed the ballot so that people now vote on a party. it may still be possible to split a vote, but it is very difficult. The end result is that all of the elected officials are now Unity members. I think that this is actually bad management. I think that you need someone in your organization that has an opposing view. If you don't have this person than you loose touch with your members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CSA doesn't change because the majority of its members don't think that the CSA is relevant to them. They don't believe that there is any power in this group so why bother spending any time thinking about who to vote for. The young principals don't care about the CSA at all, they probably see the CSA as something that gets in their way. If the CSA doesn't deal with this quickly they will become even more irrelevant than they already are. By sending the same tired old people around to talk to new principals they are assuring themselves of continued irrelevance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second comment I received was someone asking my if I thought the DoE owed me something. This is of course one of the large divides between Joel Klein and the unions. The unions argue that we sacrificed low pay for stability. I'm not sure that is as true today as it used to be. The unions also bring up issues of academic freedom in protecting us, but I don't think there are people in New York City being fired for teaching evolution or even communism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is wrong with just firing someone. Why couldn't my principal just tell me she didn't like me and that I needed to leave. Actually she probably could have done this, and while I might not have listened to her, I might have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have to look at teachers and administrators as civil servants. I know that this term has bad connotations today, but you need to examine why civil service was created. At one time every change in administration meant that everyone was fired and replaced with people loyal to the new administration. This created chaos and meant that jobs were filled with people who either had no experience or who were to dumb for the job. Government could not function this way and therefore the civil service was created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DoE is attempting to create a situation in which civil service protection does not apply. This will ultimately cause a system filled with connected people who are not good at their jobs. It will also destroy the sense of continuity and family that good schools have. This is already evident in the constant shuffling of principals, if you add AP's to the mix I do not believe that you will help schools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that anyone owes me something. I just feel that the politics behind what has happened to me and other AP's is destructive to the schools. Being good at your job should not be the main reason for firing someone. Civil Service rules keep this from happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7543524433094872991?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7543524433094872991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7543524433094872991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7543524433094872991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7543524433094872991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/talk-back.html' title='Talk Back'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvO6EBGXp_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/-_7zX8vTvhA/s72-c/orient+point+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1303139691127507230</id><published>2007-09-17T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:49:36.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CSA Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvBHe0KGzlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Tx-JA4G44-c/s1600-h/alice+grave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvBHe0KGzlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Tx-JA4G44-c/s400/alice+grave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111664171788193362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alice Roosevelt's grave -Greenwood Cementary&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who is supposed to be my union rep stopped by today. I know that there are a bunch of people in my district and she should not have to remember everyone's story, but I am in a rather unique situation and I have been asking the union for help for the past year. You would think she would remember something about my situation. She knew nothing at all. She talked to the principal behind closed doors for ten minutes and then she asked me how I was doing. She knew nothing about me or my situation. Evey question I asked was answered by saying email Bob. Of course I have done this almost every day since the end of August. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unions were created to help their members. Somewhere along the line they seemed to have lost sight of this function. Service is not something they seem to care about. They run all these seminars that give the appearance helping their members. They are just noise.  The seminars exist to tell you things you could figure out on your own if someone would take the time to write them down clearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My union feels that any problem I present to them is not worthy of service. Most of the people say they will look into my problem and then they stop returning your calls. If I was managing the type of problems Bob is supposed to deal with I would have a list of when I inquired about the problem. If I did not hear back from the DoE in a certain period of time I would call again. I would certainly get back to the member periodically to tell him what was going on. I would at least have a secretary email him and say the problem is still being worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the problem is that unions in the DoE are monopolies. I can't take my business elsewhere. This would be OK, because all governments are essentially monopolies but unions are also structured in such a way that there is no opposition and almost no chance to elect opposition members to the union governing body. This takes away the one thing going for democratic institutions. The throw the rascals out ability that usually exists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new leader of the CSA, it is time for him to clean house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1303139691127507230?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1303139691127507230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1303139691127507230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1303139691127507230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1303139691127507230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/csa-forever.html' title='CSA Forever'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RvBHe0KGzlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Tx-JA4G44-c/s72-c/alice+grave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8664727769496330644</id><published>2007-09-10T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:01:27.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='123'/><title type='text'>Quality Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuinzEKGzkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/43AKVn9BdYE/s1600-h/9-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuinzEKGzkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/43AKVn9BdYE/s400/9-11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109518272983125570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I managed to wander on to the DoE web site. I followed the links to my old school and then I looked under the category "statistics". This led me to something called the school quality report. I have to say I was amazed by what I saw. Statistically you see a school that has not really gotten better for the last three years and you see the following statement under what the school does best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The principal, who has good capacity to effect change leads and manages a complex organization well, so that it functions effectively on a day to day basis and is improving the quality of its work with students. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What! How did they figure out the principal has a good capacity to effect change. Who did they talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next bullet said:" The school has taken great strides in recent years to implement an effective discipline code, so that students are safe, secure and able to learn." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see how it is going. The principal is great, the AP security is great. I wonder who else is great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Guidance and counseling are efficiently managed and, through strengthening links with the school discipline code, are increasingly targeted and focused on students with the greatest needs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the AP of guidance is really great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what this school needs to do to improve. These three people are great I wonder if some people are not so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What the school needs to improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to develop the capacity of the school's cabinet both individually and collectively, to ensure that the school's goals and objectives are met.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! There it is. The source of all of this school's difficulties. It is the lack of capacity in the rest of the cabinet. Take a look at the summary. This says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Overall Evaluation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a proficient school.&lt;br /&gt;Significant steps have been taken over the last few years to establish an environment in which students feel safe and secure. This is helping to lay the foundations for continued improvements in the students' academic as well as personal development and in their attendance. Improved links between the school's discipline and guidance and counseling systems are producing a more rounded view of students and enabling more focused packages for their support.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The principal works hard to maintain the balance between the benefits of small learning communities in terms of the knowledge of individual students and the problems that arise with scheduling and the curriculum that can be offered. The impact and effectiveness of this work, however, are being limited by variations in the quality of implementation. The principal has recognized that the key task for individual members of the school's cabinet is to ensure the effectiveness of their teams, both individually and collectively. The principal's task is to ensure the same for each member of the cabinet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the DoE evaluator is saying is that the principal the AP security and the AP guidance are doing a great job and their work is being "limited" by the "quality of implementation". I suppose I was one of those people limiting the quality of implementation, I suppose all the other AP's are limiting the quality of implementation. &lt;br /&gt;How come the evaluator doesn't talk about the fact that the other AP's spend at least 50% of their time trying to undo the damage done by the AP security and the poor scheduling done by the AP guidance with the full cooperation of the principal. As a matter of fact, did this evaluator even go above the second floor. Did the evaluator even talk to anyone else in the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate not having my teachers and my kids around me. I hate doing no significant work for over a year, but I do not hate working for a woman who constantly feels that everyone is letting her down. I do not hate sitting in endless cabinet meetings with no leadership. If I was still an AP at this school I would certainly be very annoyed by this quality review. Come on Ms Principal, take some responsibility for the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8664727769496330644?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8664727769496330644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8664727769496330644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8664727769496330644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8664727769496330644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/quality-review.html' title='Quality Review'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuinzEKGzkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/43AKVn9BdYE/s72-c/9-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8299675982620648272</id><published>2007-09-07T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:15:22.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school segregation'/><title type='text'>I ain't going to school with them folks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuGT06SA9DI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tAvwLcq0Ls8/s1600-h/300px-Little_Rock_Nine_Escorting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuGT06SA9DI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tAvwLcq0Ls8/s400/300px-Little_Rock_Nine_Escorting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107525989622150194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see in the paper today that schools in the US have never been so segregated. We know this in NYC because we have all seen it. The city created a bunch of specialized schools throughout the system that allowed middle class parents to send their kids to "good" schools. Of course the affect was to segregate the schools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my neighborhood there were always big hustles going on to get kids into non-zoned schools. I did it and so did many other parents. Before these specialized schools were created there was much middle class flight. Some parents left the city, some parents went to parochial schools and some parents chose private schools ($20,000/ year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a family that I was friendly with. Their boys played with my son. As soon as the oldest kid became 5 they sold their house and moved to the suburbs. This was a common New York story for those people who could afford it. This is not how you build a strong city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was the city, in order to stop white flight, allowed parents to manipulate the system and allowed schools to become increasingly segregated. The emphasis that Bloomburg placed on education was very smart. The people you want in the city are people who care about sending their kids to good schools. The problem is how to do this without creating a de facto segregated system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids went to public school in New York City. I thought this was important, but I did figure out how to get my kids into the best possible schools for them. I did not want my kids in schools where no one cared about knowledge, or kids did not allow anyone to see that they were curious about the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house I ran seemed to always have more white kids than the school at large. Still, they were a minority. I was always faced with the issues of tracking students. We had three cohorts and even if you did not believe in tracking the cohorts would still be tracked by the third year. They would track because one group would be taking things such as physics and math B and this would create a schedule that forced them to be together in English and social studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things we did was to take kids that seemed to be working hard and showed curiosity and a desire to do well and move them into our honors track. We never looked at their reading or math levels. We made judgment calls about them based on who they were. What I think we were doing subconsciously is tracking kids by desire.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an interesting way to track because it gave you all of the good things about heterogeneous classes. The best thing I saw was good kids helping kids who were having trouble. This bred compassion and it also reinforced learning among the better students. Teaching someone else is the best way to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be that if we change admissions standards for elite schools to account for desire than we may see these schools become more integrated. Minority kids have a real disadvantage on standardized tests. Their vocabulary is not even close to my own kids' vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how to test for this desire. Teacher recommendations are only good if you know the teacher. Teachers tend to recommend kids who gave them no trouble. What I think you need to find is kids who are curious. You want to find kids who have the resiliency to not know something and to work to figure it out. Give me a class full of those kids and I don't care what their color or grade level is I can do great things with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added a new link to a science teacher's blog who is at the beginning of being forced out of her school. I don't know her but the process is informative. It can happen to anyone. Asking any teacher, but particularly a science teacher to travel is such bad policy that I have no comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8299675982620648272?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8299675982620648272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8299675982620648272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8299675982620648272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8299675982620648272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-aint-going-to-school-with-them-folks.html' title='I ain&apos;t going to school with them folks.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuGT06SA9DI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tAvwLcq0Ls8/s72-c/300px-Little_Rock_Nine_Escorting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1421074526692865864</id><published>2007-09-06T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:28:48.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel Klein wants to fire me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuU4dqSA9EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_nIhjoyNLHk/s1600-h/macinac+047_48_49_50_tonemapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuU4dqSA9EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_nIhjoyNLHk/s400/macinac+047_48_49_50_tonemapped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108551434538906690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year the DoE decided to get rid of district 79 schools. They were going to close some of the programs and merge some of the programs into other schools. To do this they decided to fire all of the teachers and make them reapply for their jobs. In the process of doing this a bunch of teachers did not find new jobs. The union contract would not allow these teachers to be fired so they are now replacing per-diem substitutes in many schools. When asked about these teachers the chancellor replied that if he had his way he would fire all of these teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time there are a bunch of assistant principals who do not have assignments. The new contract does not allow these APs to be fired. I know that Joel Klein's desire is that we all be fired. He can not do this at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading an interview with someone from Ohio who was having his house foreclosed. He had worked in an auto factory and then the factory had closed down. He was talking about how he had done everything that was asked of him in life, worked hard, married, bought a house, had kids etc. and then the job just left him. Joel wouldn't have any sympathy for this guy. Joel would only care about the auto company being profitable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DoE is full of people who are not great at their jobs. I would guess that Bloomberg L.P also has a bunch of people who are not good at their jobs. The world we live in today seems to feel that these people should be cut loose. Unions are a good thing because they keep bosses from doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure that this is a good way to run the world. I have fired people and pushed people out. Generally I did this to people who wanted to manipulate the system and refused to try to do good work. I had two lab assistants who complained every time I asked them to do anything and who only did the minimum all the time. These were not good workers. I do wonder what happened to them, but I do not feel sorry for them. I have also allowed people who are not good at what they do to continue working for me because they seemed to care a lot about their job. I am sure this is a weakness on my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get people who don't try. It may be that in some cases they are just in the wrong place or working for the wrong person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I got in trouble when I went to apply for a new certificate to become an AP organization my application was sent to investigation. The reason I applied for the APO license is that the majority of jobs available call for this license. I did this in July and I have not heard anything from the DoE. In other words the DoE wants to fire me because I can not find a job on my own, but the DoE has made it impossible for me to find a job on my own. This is a real catch 65. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I let the union know about this right away. Of course the union did nothing as usual. I think I don't understand what they are supposed to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1421074526692865864?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1421074526692865864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1421074526692865864' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1421074526692865864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1421074526692865864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/09/joel-klein-wants-to-fire-me.html' title='Joel Klein wants to fire me.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RuU4dqSA9EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_nIhjoyNLHk/s72-c/macinac+047_48_49_50_tonemapped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-903046835102650150</id><published>2007-08-30T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T08:44:28.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I put a picture on my page. This shot was taken in Canada from a moving car. It is one of the few good pictures I took this summer. I went to upper Michigan and I went Cleveland and Virgina. I just didn't seem to do as much good photography as I did last year. I have been wondering why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I was in the west and the west is always inspiring. I don't think this totally explains my lack of output. I think that part of my problem was not going off by myself. Usually I get up early and go out by myself. This year all of my vacation time was with people. I did not have very much time by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading the biography of Teddy Roosevelt. He was a social guy. He had to be to become president. Roosevelt also owned a ranch in North Dakota and he spent months alone at this ranch, particularly after his first wife died. As I was reading this I realized that I needed some of this. I think spending 3 months a year in the Dakota's is not something I need. When I go to Las Vegas I usually get up at 7 and R gets up at 11. this gives me 4 hours by myself. This gives me a great opportunity to wander around take picture or just do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am good at doing nothing by myself when I am home, but somehow this does not lead to creativity. I may actually be grasping at straws but this summer was not very creative for me and I want to figure out how to change this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Greenwood Cemetery yesterday to visit Alice Roosevelt's grave. I found the family plot but I could not read most of the head stones. This very rich, very powerful family had a modest plot and used stone that did not survive even 100 years. I wandered around with my camera and saw very few good photo opportunities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-903046835102650150?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/903046835102650150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=903046835102650150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/903046835102650150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/903046835102650150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-summer.html' title='My Summer'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7122929717395544946</id><published>2007-08-29T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:34:09.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RtYQcqSA9CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhweuSwuR_A/s1600-h/DSC_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RtYQcqSA9CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhweuSwuR_A/s400/DSC_0114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104285312243266594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting in a school for the past few days. Because I am an AP I started on Monday. I have helped fix the office and get things working, but there is really nothing serious I can do because I am here only because no one knows where I should be.  I could be gone tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has left me a little down but then I started thinking about all the people I left in the rubber room. I can not imagine what it would be like if I was a teacher sitting at home today knowing that tomorrow I would be going back to that awful place. When you first go there you are in shock and usually surprised so you have not had time to think about it. The first few weeks you are involved in trying to figure out how to get out of there. It is only latter that the depression sets in. By that point you are getting used to it. People can get used to anything. If you ever read "One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich" you can see how someone can adjust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had all of the summer off, and you was able to lead my life with dignity and now it is Wednesday and I know tomorrow I will be once again thrown into that awful place I am not sure what I would feel like. I suppose I would start feeling bad at least a week ahead of Thursday. I know I did not have a great weekend mentally knowing that I was in limbo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of my fellow prisoners are reading this I want to say that I feel for you. I am not sure if you can ever really recover from last year. I do not feel that this type of trial makes you a better person. I do hope that you will find the strength to survive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the participants in the Abu Ghraib jail just finished his trial. He was acquitted of impropriety at the jail, but he was found guilty of talking about it. In other words you can torture prisoners contrary to the Geneva Convention but don't talk about it. An important message to get out to the troops. We wouldn't want someone to talk and possibly blame the generals for this stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7122929717395544946?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7122929717395544946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7122929717395544946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7122929717395544946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7122929717395544946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/blue-wednesday.html' title='Blue Wednesday'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RtYQcqSA9CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zhweuSwuR_A/s72-c/DSC_0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1662505164724675040</id><published>2007-08-28T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:56:28.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SHH! It's a secret</title><content type='html'>The Daily News has run a series of articles about a judge in the Bronx named Marian Shelton. Judge Shelton is being investigated for misconduct. The judge took the unusual step of publicizing the charges against her. I am sure that this is driving a lot of people crazy. This all sounds familiar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge is probably not a saint. It sounds like she made some statements that were not always well thought out. I am sure she is not alone in this. As you read the case it does become apparent that people are after her. Her strategy is partially to go public with the charges. Exactly what I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The federal government uses national security as an excuse for secrecy all of the time. What is interesting is that every time they lose a freedom of information suit it is apparent that most of the secrets the government keeps are designed to cover up the governments failings and have very little to do with national security. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself if this type of behavior is unique to government or if it exist in all large industries. Con Ed wants to send their own inspectors to look at the steam pipe explosion site. Are they there looking for the truth or are they there to cover up the truth, particularly if the truth is not favorable to Con Ed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a funny report out of London that 40% of married women have lied to their husbands about how much an article of clothing cost. This is a funny story, but it may expose a basic human trait to spin the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husbands and wives can deal with each other as they see fit. Governments and corporations need to constantly resist the desire to classify actions as secrets. When they give in to this desire they are badly serving society and often badly serving themselves. Mattel may try to keep the lead paint issue secret, but they know that if it gets out they can risk the whole business. Secrecy has a price for them that may be greater than honesty. This is not true of government or public utilities. It is important that we hold officials accountable. Honesty and openness really do matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1662505164724675040?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1662505164724675040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1662505164724675040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1662505164724675040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1662505164724675040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/shh-its-secret.html' title='SHH! It&apos;s a secret'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8823659733083140239</id><published>2007-08-18T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T08:24:41.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl Rove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RsmVaaSA9BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7NRF7hrqHPI/s1600-h/1st+try.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RsmVaaSA9BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7NRF7hrqHPI/s400/1st+try.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100772333937816594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that Carl Rove has resigned. I guess that Carl was the master at telling lies and therefore convincing a proportion of the population that the lies were true. I think something like 40% of America still thinks that Saddam Hussein had something to do with 9/11. I suppose in some small way that this happened to me. The principal was able to file charges against me that were lies. The lies were thrown out of court, but a certain percentage of the population believe them and never let go of their belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of this recently when someone commented on my blog about me being investigated for fixing Regents grades. This never happened, but I suppose it is the lie that matters not the truth. I sometimes feel that I am a boy scout when it comes to things like changing grades or lying about other people. I find it hard to even imagine doing this. I am always shocked when I hear of others doing things like this. It just seems like something you should not do. It would never even think of changing a Regents grade. I suppose I talk about grades because I would rather change the system than change a student's grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My argument with grades is with the attempt to make them precise. Regents' grades are given in discreet numerical units. The problem is that people see this as an accurate measure of a student's abilities. Even the people designing the test would not claim that this was so. I doubt if these grades are repeatable closer than 5 or 10 points. In other words if you gave a student 2 chemistry Regents would they score the exact same score or would they just get in the same range. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get on a scale this morning and I weigh myself I will get a clear number. If I go to the doctor an hour from now and weigh myself again I will probably get the same number (assuming the two scales are working). This happens because scales are scientific instruments capable of accurately measuring a persons weight. Regents do not work that way and never will. Regents only give you a range. (For my science readers I realize that the two scales will never read exactly the same number. Even scales have errors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we tell a student they received a 72 on a regents we seem to be making a statement that is not true. There is probably no difference between a 72 and a 77. We need to stop pretending that teaching is an exact science. This is why I feel that we should go to a system of letter grades. It will change the way we think about kids intellectual abilities. We should be grouping kids into much broader categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers have always used class participation as a factor in grading. This is a huge factor in creating grade inaccuracy. If we are making a statement about a kids ability to succeed in life or to do something brilliant you can find that almost all research shows that we consistently miss the most brilliant students. This happens partially because of this class participation component. Class participation usually means who fits the teachers model of a good student. This model rarely has anything to do with what really brilliant kids do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is have grades helped students realize what their abilities are or have they hurt kids by either giving them a false sense of how good they are or by convincing them that they are failures when they are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image on the top was taken  with a camera I just built. The camera takes stereo digital images. If you want to see it in stereo and you look at it while crossing your eyes so that your right eye looks at the left image and your left eye the right image you will see it in 3-D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8823659733083140239?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8823659733083140239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8823659733083140239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8823659733083140239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8823659733083140239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/carl-rove.html' title='Carl Rove'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RsmVaaSA9BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7NRF7hrqHPI/s72-c/1st+try.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-4556040298670834197</id><published>2007-08-08T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:33:02.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grade Change - Part 2</title><content type='html'>The second issue in the August first Times’ article was the fact that the principal had given the student a second math test which she passed and then changed the grade to allow the student to graduate. The article quoted the mother as saying something about not being able to afford a second prom. The affect was to trivialize the real concerns that many parent feel about their children’s educations. I think this was a cheap shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at this kid you can see that she spent 5 years in high school. Her attendance seemed to have been spotty, but she did stay with it even after her cohort had graduated. The kid clearly had problems in math. This is too bad. We should make sure that kids leave high school with enough math skills to survive. I see people in stores all the time getting into arguments with cashiers because they can’t follow what is happening and they feel cheated. This is a sad way to lead your life. You are either being cheated or you think you are being cheated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kid who has failed many courses and has taken five years to finish high school is not going to get into Harvard, they are not going to become doctors or pilots or pharmacists. They may work in a restaurant, or in a grocery store. When we give them a high school diploma signed by the principal and bearing the seal of the New York State Board of Regents we are not saying anything more than that they have survived high school. This is an achievement, but it is not that strong of a statement about their intellectual ability. Any college or employer is going to ask how they did in high school. This girl’s transcript is not going to say that she did well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we refuse to give a kid like this a diploma we are being arrogant about what high school is. We are putting a barrier in her way to starting her life that has no meaning. Why would we want to do this? Are we really afraid that someone will misinterpret this document? Do we think that some employer will call us up and yell at us for giving a girl a high school diploma even though she is not very good at algebra? The world understands what a high school diploma is worth. It says something about a kid’s ability not to give up. This is really all it says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love teaching high school because I can facilitate the transition of a kid from lost to having a direction. It is the direction that is the most important thing. I send the kids out into the world with the statement that this kid does not give up. When they get their first job they will impress their boss or not. If they go to college they will thrive or not. They will start creating the transcript of their life. This will be more important than the high school diploma. High school can be very important, not the diploma. Give the kid a break, let her get on with her life. Mr. Math Teacher, you were being a jerk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the point is to not think of grades as an objective measurement of students, they are not, but to think of them as a statement about the student’s readiness to move on. It would be great if we could personally testify to each student’s abilities like they do in elite private schools. I doubt if that type of grading will ever be practical in a large urban school system. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On a personal note; I received a 98 on my Algebra Regents because I did not check a problem even though the directions said to show the work and show that I had checked my work. I did not forget to check my work. I though it was stupid to check it. The problem was easy and I knew I had gotten it correct. Checking it would have involved adding 3 numbers together backwards from the way I had done it in the original problem. I thought this was stupid and chose not to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-4556040298670834197?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/4556040298670834197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=4556040298670834197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4556040298670834197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4556040298670834197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/grade-change-part-2.html' title='Grade Change - Part 2'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2461061530704324958</id><published>2007-08-07T19:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:14:58.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades part 1</title><content type='html'>On August first the Times education section ran an article on a math teacher who had had his grades changed by his principal. He had failed a fifth year senior and he was upset that the grades had been changed. Usually I support teachers that do things like this, but I don’t think I support this guy. Of course I do not know the whole story. I do know the principal and she probably handled the situation badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The math teacher and the Times made a big deal over the fact that 45 is the lowest grade you can give someone. They should get over it. No one seems to be upset that you get a 200 on the SAT’s for spelling your name correctly. Why should they be upset that 45 is the starting grade? In college you can only get an A, B, C, D and fail. This doesn’t bother anyone. I suspect that the people complaining weren’t complaining about the fact that the average grade in a college is no longer a C. It was when I went to college. 45 is just a number. It has significance in the New York City system only in that it indicates a student who not only failed, but also missed a lot of school. It is not an average. Teachers need to stop thinking of it this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that many teachers feel that they can create an objective way to measure students. Math and science people are particularly susceptible to this kind of thinking, but I have seen English teachers who work that way also. What happens is that a teacher creates an elaborate system of homework, attendance, tests and class participation. Each activity is scored and then weighted. The numbers are then added up and a concise numerical grade is given. This allows for the possibility that a student could have an average of 30 or 10 or 87. This would seem like science, but in truth it is bad science. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to answer the basic question about grades. What do they mean? What do they measure? On a very basic level when an institution gives a student a grade it is saying that the student has achieved a certain intellectual level. At this moment I am on my way to Albany to help write the Regents Exams. Students take a Regents and get a precise grade. I remember that I received a 98 on the Algebra Regents. It is amazing that I remember this because it was 46 years ago. Does my 98 means that I was not as smart as someone who got a 100 but smarter than someone who received a 95. Of course not. It does mean that. I forgot to check one problem and my teacher took off 2 points. This is not a precise measure of my intellect. Certainly I knew more algebra than someone who received a 65, but the student who receives a 95 was at least my equal and may have actually known more of the whole curriculum than I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that New York City might be better served if we switched to a straight letter grade system. I would encourage teachers to think of student in a more holistic way. Putting a number on something does not make it a measurement of anything significant. Numbers are just numbers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2461061530704324958?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2461061530704324958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2461061530704324958' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2461061530704324958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2461061530704324958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/08/grades-part-1.html' title='Grades part 1'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5920224980480471621</id><published>2007-07-27T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T19:31:11.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Bars</title><content type='html'>I was on the train yesterday and a kid gets on and announces that he is selling candy bars. He says that he could be robbing people but he thought selling candy bars was better. Of course the implication was that if selling candy bars didn't go well he would start robbing people. If I asked you to identify this kids race do you think you could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you could, only a black kid would use this line. Do black kids actually feel this way or are they just using a public perception. Either way this is a bad thing. We need to move beyond this. I didn't buy any candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a comment about my last blog that was interesting. First of all Macinac is in Michigan, not upstate New York. I suspect the folks in Michigan hate New Yorkers almost as much as those in upstate NY, but I find it hard to believe that someone would know I was a New Yorker and purposely have their dog take a dump in front of me. It wouldn't work anyways because like all New Yorkers I walk around looking at my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5920224980480471621?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5920224980480471621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5920224980480471621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5920224980480471621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5920224980480471621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/07/candy-bars.html' title='Candy Bars'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5724971327956612491</id><published>2007-07-19T15:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:48:48.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs will be dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RqtRZuPZqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cHmJuZsZZMo/s1600-h/grand+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RqtRZuPZqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cHmJuZsZZMo/s400/grand+hotel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092253306023684866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Macinac Island last week. Two things happened that I found strange and disturbing. (My wife thinks I’m getting crazy.) The first happened before we got to the island. We were waiting in line for the ferry and the line was kind of long. It went up one side of the dock and then it turned. We were standing right past where it made a U and there were about 20 people behind us. One of the ferry company employees asked us to move the line and make it straight instead of a U. A request that has happened to me in the past. No big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us started moving in an orderly fashion, keeping the integrity and order of the line. The 3 people behind me decided to cut the corner and end up in front of me. I told them that I thought it was not nice to cut in front of us. One of them looked at me and smiled and didn’t move. I repeated that it seemed that they were being selfish by cutting in front of us. They ignored me. I then did nothing. I did not pull out my gun because I do not own a gun. Actually as a city person I expect people to respect lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many country folks (these guys looked like country folk) probably feel that lines are kept in order in New York City by an unwritten threat of violence. I do not think that this is really true. I think that people in New York have learned how to live with other people. This means how to stand in a line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing happened while we were on the Island. Macinac is this cool place that has no cars. Everyone travels by bike or horse and buggy as well as walking. The downtown is kind of crowded and very touristy. I was walking down the sidewalk and this nice middle class white lady with grey hair was walking her small poodle down the middle of the sidewalk. The poodle decided that it was time to take a dump, and so it did in the middle of the sidewalk. The woman tugged the dog’s collar and continued to walk, leaving behind a small pile of dog feces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us New Yorkers have seen this type of behavior in tourists in our city. People stand in front of subway doors; they block intersections and many other behaviors that break the public order. I think that this is part of the split that has happened in America. There are people who can live with others and there are those who do not know how to do this. I don’t think this is a moral failing on their part. I think they have just not evolved. They think that cities are moral cesspools. We are actually much better at living with other and not doing unto others than the country folk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5724971327956612491?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5724971327956612491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5724971327956612491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5724971327956612491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5724971327956612491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/07/dogs-will-be-dogs_19.html' title='Dogs will be dogs'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RqtRZuPZqwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cHmJuZsZZMo/s72-c/grand+hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-4544626877821012088</id><published>2007-07-05T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:50:49.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock and Roll</title><content type='html'>R and I went to Cleveland the other day. We went to see the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. This is a really cool museum. Once again we are faced with the concept of people in their 50's confronting their rock and roll past. Rock has always been raunchy and sexual. People who went to rock concerts did not wear pinafores. So how does one approach the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we saw was families of tourists dressed in tourist clothes walking around looking at the exhibits like it was Cooperstown. Except it wasn't. Here is my imaginary overheard conversation. Mom, Dad, Bud and Kitten are walking around the museum. Dad and Kitten wander over to the Madonna costume exhibit. Dad says: "Look Kitten, that's the exact same bra that Madonna wore on her 'Like a Virgin' tour. The one with the pointy tits. It's amazing to be in the presence of such history." Meanwhile mom and Bud are walking down the history of rock and roll display cases. They pass the Beatles, Van Halen and then they finally get to CBGB's exhibit. Mom turns to Bud: "You know Bud, I used to go to CBGB's all the time when I was young. My favorite group was the 'Sex Pistols"'. One night Sid Vicious invited my back stage. What an amazing night. Boy was I sore the next day." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the problem. The museum is a legitimate museum of the history or Rock. The problem is how can you make it work for the family group. You can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland is a cute city. They are trying really hard to re-make the downtown area. They are converting some great old buildings into condos, and opening clubs and upscale restaurants. Of all the mid size cities I have been in Cleveland seems to be doing the best. I don't know it it will work. If it doesn't work in Cleveland, if the young keep leaving, then it may not work anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-4544626877821012088?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/4544626877821012088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=4544626877821012088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4544626877821012088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4544626877821012088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/07/rock-and-roll.html' title='Rock and Roll'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6575252446220832551</id><published>2007-06-26T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:47:36.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't We All Just Get Along</title><content type='html'>I worked in the building I am currently in about 10 years ago.I was fed up with teaching and I saw a job in a foundation doing technology education. I applied and got the job. It started on July 1 so I could start and then decide latter if I wanted to go back to teaching or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job had some strange draw backs right from the start. These guys were outside staff developers with almost no classroom experience. This meant that they felt they knew more about teaching than any teacher did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of a local merchant booster, the first day I stopped at this funky coffee shop near the school and bought a cup of coffee. The coffee sucked, so the next day I went across the street to Starbucks and bought my coffee. (I love good coffee.) When I got into the office I could see that everyone looked at me askance. I was trafficking with the mega-enemy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation mostly ran on Mac's with one PC. I had never used a Mac. This was OK with everyone because they found PC's difficult to use and the fact that I wasn't good on a Mac did make them all feel good. The problem was that after about three days I had figured out how the Mac worked and was having no problems. This did not make people feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the beginning of August it was obvious that this gig was not going to work. I went to the director and told her that I thought things weren't going well and that I felt I should leave in two weeks. She told me that she was so unhappy with me that she was willing to pay me for two weeks if I would just leave. I have to say I was sort of shocked. I had never had anyone dislike me that much. I never saw myself as polarizing like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6575252446220832551?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6575252446220832551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6575252446220832551' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6575252446220832551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6575252446220832551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-we-all-just-get-along.html' title='Can&apos;t We All Just Get Along'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5189982501520013657</id><published>2007-06-25T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:41:55.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RoAzyAcMMaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/c0Bs53wYhws/s1600-h/baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RoAzyAcMMaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/c0Bs53wYhws/s400/baseball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080117313878634914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read two interesting articles lately. They both came from Washington, DC. The first one was an announcement that the mayor had taken over the school system, fired the chancellor and installed a woman who had years of business experience but essentially no experience in education. This woman was recommended by Joel Klein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second article was on research done on the voucher program that exists to some extent in D.C. The researchers had discovered that the parents of students who had received vouchers reported that they were very satisfied with their children's school. They felt their child was safer and was learning more. The children according to the researcher were not in fact learning more, and the kids themselves did not feel safer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that these two articles are related. First of all they tap into a great deal of dissatisfaction with the educational system. Politicians have been saying that the solution to education is to privatize it or at least use private techniques to gain control. What they have realized is that there are large numbers of people who are not satisfied with the schools. This is particularly true in cities. The voucher research generally proved that parents who perceived they had a choice were more satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school I am currently in has a very vocal, very active PA. Students need to apply to the school to attend. My guess is that parents are generally satisfied with the school because they feel they have a voice. They are the kind of people who are used to being listened to and the principals need to listen even when it is not pleasant. This school has good customer relations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last school probably falls into the category of schools in which parents are not satisfied. I am actually not completely blaming them for this. For one thing the parents come in with the feeling that no one will listen to them so they don't really try. The system has spent years essentially telling them that they don't matter. In general the school system has treated them badly. The schools have done a bad job of explaining what was going on in the schools. When we change how we teach kids we rarely talk to parents about it. Most of our contact with parents is to tell them how bad their kid is. We rarely have an honest conversation with them about the issues surrounding their children. Open school night is filled with discussions about how much homework a kid did, or how they did on tests. It is not a discussion on what there kids need to work on, what there deficits are, what their strengths are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in a meeting once in which the mother of a student accused of some offense was defending her daughter. After the meeting the teacher mentioned to me that she was surprised that the mother would defend her kid. I told her that I thought that that was the mother's job. NYC teachers are not used to dealing with middle class parents with middle class attitudes. We are very poor at customer relations. If we were running a business we would no longer be in business. It would not matter if we had a good or a bad product. Our perception is so bad no one would believe us if we were doing a good job. Ford recently did a survey in which it discovered that people thought the Ford Focus was a great car. Those who compared felt it was better than a Toyota. The same people also said they wouldn't but the Ford. Ford knows it has years of doing badly to make up before people will trust it. Educators have the same problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Todays Quiz:&lt;/span&gt; What shirt am I wearing in the above picture?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5189982501520013657?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5189982501520013657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5189982501520013657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5189982501520013657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5189982501520013657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/customer-service.html' title='Customer Service'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RoAzyAcMMaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/c0Bs53wYhws/s72-c/baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1204078320948605695</id><published>2007-06-19T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:09:26.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology is good enough for Me.</title><content type='html'>Principals are not really held accountable for science scores in their schools. It sort of counts, but not as much as math and English. If they personally don't think much of science then basically the science department is screwed. The only thing that saves it is the state mandates. I received a call from one of my old science teachers who is no longer at my old school. She seemed very dissatisfied because her principal had eliminated labs and gone to a 5 day a week science schedule. This is of course borderline illegal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think science pisses off principals for a number of reasons. 1)It costs money for supplies, some of the supplies are even icky. 2)Science teachers laugh at people throwing around terms such as "reptilian behavior" that have almost no basis in research. 3)Science students often fail because they do not have enough lab minutes and are therefore banned from the Regents. 4)Science is perceived as being hard. 5)High school science meets 6 times a week, this messes up the nice neat boxes that make principals and programmers happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part of all of this that I find the most disturbing is the elimination of lab periods. The state says that all students need 1200 minutes of labs before they take the regents. The separate lab period provided our students with more than 1200 minutes. Those students who were absent on a few lab days could still pass lab. The motivation for eliminating these labs is programming. The idea that programs should fit into these nice square boxes is the product of people who are not good with numbers or patterns. Exactly the same people who were probably never good at science. Decisions about programs are made for administrative purposes and not student needs. This is sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing about labs is that science needs to be hands on. Teaching theory without doing experiments short changes students. In my last school we had 43 minute lab periods. Most of the time the labs were far away from the class, the students were often not the same as those in the class. This was devastating to the science program. Teachers often did cookbook labs, not discovery labs. The past few years it was hard to get anyone to listen to my complaints about this. Bad scheduling changed from being the exception to being the norm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of it, the idea that knowledge can be divided into little discreet units of 43 or 45 minutes is absurd. The idea that if teaching math five days a week is a good idea than teaching Spanish five days a week must also be a good idea is equally as absurd. Some principals just want the programming to be easy so they can concentrate on instruction. This is a bad idea. Programming often defines instruction. To think otherwise is wrong. You can not ignore programming in a high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good teachers are always number one, but they are followed by good programming. Programming is the way you support teachers and students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1204078320948605695?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1204078320948605695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1204078320948605695' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1204078320948605695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1204078320948605695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-dont-need-no-stupid-science.html' title='Astrology is good enough for Me.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6883718203625875444</id><published>2007-06-19T08:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:16:54.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnfwCAcMMZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DwZeqyqaE6U/s1600-h/SNicks02tn2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnfwCAcMMZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DwZeqyqaE6U/s400/SNicks02tn2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077791022152167826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids gave R and me a weekend at a B&amp;B in Massachusetts and tickets to a Stevie Nicks concert. Stevie Nicks was a young kid when she sang with Fleetwood Mack in 1971. This means she is no longer young, though she looks pretty good. She was born in 1948. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tickets we had were in the front row of a section. In front of us was a walk way. This was great because it allowed us to watch people walking by. Stevie Nicks fans run from late 20's to people who grew up with her. Those people are getting old. This brings up the issue of what to wear to a rock concert when you are an old fart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me and most men this wasn't a big deal. When we were 21 we went to rock concerts in jeans and T-shirts. I looked good in jeans and I could wear a tight T-shirt easily. Sometimes I wore a blue work shirt. The uniform for us political people. Today most of us old guys came in jeans and a loose fitting shirt. In my case the old guy uniform, a Tommy Bahama shirt. This is not a big change from the 70's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a woman this is a much harder problem. Going bra-less with a flimsy top and a short skirt is not a good option for most women over 50. The 70's tops are very popular now but only if you are under 30. Some women showed up in their lavender polyester pants, some got crazy in flowered Chico pants. Both solutions are sad in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R chose to wear a modest length skirt and a black top with long flowing sleeves. This seemed to be a popular solution. We saw one women in fishnets and what looked like an Elvira skirt. Not a bad look. There was a women in a low cut red one piece that came straight out of Fredericks of Hollywood. The back came down low enough to catch a little butt cleavage. Not a pretty sight. But she was high on something. A good rock and roll look. A significant number of people were having difficulty walking, but not as big a number as in the 70's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents never went to a rock and roll concert in their lives. My mother did not need rock and roll clothes. But 50 and 60 year old women do go to rock concerts. The women's magazines need to address this burning issue of what to wear. It's only rock and roll but what you wear still matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6883718203625875444?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6883718203625875444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6883718203625875444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6883718203625875444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6883718203625875444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/old-folks.html' title='Old folks'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnfwCAcMMZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DwZeqyqaE6U/s72-c/SNicks02tn2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-1404364258860287724</id><published>2007-06-19T08:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:12:08.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-1404364258860287724?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/1404364258860287724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=1404364258860287724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1404364258860287724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/1404364258860287724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2287393522408393476</id><published>2007-06-15T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:56:59.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnPqbQcMMYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yug0e9M9QCM/s1600-h/landmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnPqbQcMMYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yug0e9M9QCM/s400/landmark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076658958967255426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young I thought that tenure was something teachers received so that they could be free to speak their mind. Teachers needed to be a voice that spoke the truth without censorship. I still believe in tenure, I have just changed my thinking on why I think it is necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that tenure has become more like civil service protection. In a system that has ever changing waves of politically motivated people and radical changes in philosophical approaches to education, civil service protection becomes a necessity. This type of protection creates a stability that serves the educational community. Schools are not like businesses. They can not easily become bankrupt and go out of business. The affect of what a 2nd grade teacher does may not be immediately apparent. If I design a line of shirts that no one wants I know it in less than six months. Not true of teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is also subject to the type of budget balancing that needs to be controlled. A mayor with a fiscal crisis may decide to chop off the top 10% of salaried teachers. Tenure keeps that from happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of course a self serving argument. I an still gainfully employed because of tenure protection. I do feel that I was a political prisoner for the past year. It is not that I believed in evolution when the school board didn't. I would love it to be that noble. I do believe in doing what ever is necessary to help students. This is a small political point, but it got me in trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that my ex-principal is trying to get rid of another AP. I guess getting rid of me did not cause a dramatic improvement in her school. I wonder how many AP's she will have to get rid of before someone in the DoE realizes it is her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2287393522408393476?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2287393522408393476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2287393522408393476' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2287393522408393476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2287393522408393476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/tenure_15.html' title='Tenure'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RnPqbQcMMYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yug0e9M9QCM/s72-c/landmark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5647070651058679390</id><published>2007-06-09T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T14:15:21.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Testing always seems to be in the news lately. The latest thing is that the chancellor is considering paying kids who do well on tests. Actually he will pay every kid who takes the test, but believing in merit pay, he will pay those who score highest extra money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is not as simple as it seems. It turns out that the empowerment schools do not have to use these tests. They can develop their own preliminary test instead of buying the ones created by McGraw Hill. Many of them chose not to buy the McGraw Hill tests. This seemed to upset the chancellor and so he decided to pay kids to take the tests and therefore coerce the autonomy schools into giving the tests. (Do you think Joel will be working for McGraw Hill after he leaves the DoE?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is not about assessment, the story is really about using one particular form of assessment. The one you had to buy. It took a mother quoted in the Daily News to really get what the problem with all of this was: "In my mind, kids will cram to do better on a test, but what knowledge will they gain?" she said. "I never say if you get an A on a test I'll give you a reward.... What if maybe you're working really hard and you get a B? I'm trying to reward the learning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule in politics and espionage is always follow the money.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two Daily News Articles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/news/2007/06/08/2007-06-08_its_a_cash_course-3.html"&gt;Empowerment Schools aren't giving the tests&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/education/2007/06/09/2007-06-09_cash_is_cool_mike.html"&gt;Quote by Mother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5647070651058679390?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5647070651058679390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5647070651058679390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5647070651058679390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5647070651058679390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3148743867000515957</id><published>2007-06-07T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:26:29.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmhaaQcMMXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YTy6hUpmZqA/s1600-h/2211~Flowering-Garden-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmhaaQcMMXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YTy6hUpmZqA/s400/2211~Flowering-Garden-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073404387369169266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had the pleasure of sitting in on a demo lesson given by a 7th grade science teacher. This lesson was amazingly good. The teacher engaged the kids, varied the activities and made some really good science points. I was impressed and would have hired her in a second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson everyone went back to the office to talk. A couple of teachers had sat in on the lesson and some other people. There were a lot of questions or points of the; why did you do this, or do you think it would have been better if you did this, variety. It was the typical discussion that happens when supervisors or people who feel they have input, have with other teachers. There was nothing particularly bad about the conversation and ultimately the teacher was offered the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am writing about this is that I wonder if this same group would have sat with VanGough and told him that maybe he should add a little more blue to his sky. I suspect that they would have. The reason that they would have is that they feel they have to say something and they have to find something wrong. There is a famous story about a commercial illustrator who was hired to paint a picture of 50 couples dancing on a ship's deck. When he turned the painting in and everyone was looking at it someone noticed that one of the women had a hairy arm. The client pointed this out and the illustrator apologized and took the picture back to correct his error. When asked by someone how he could have made that mistake he said that he had done it on purpose. He explained that if he had not done it then the client would have asked him to do some other change, such as rotating all the people 30 degrees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course supervisors do what they think they should do, which is supervise. No one thinks that if they start messing with great teachers that they may make them worse. No supervisor ever thinks that the teacher they are observing is better than they are. We have all been trained to criticize and not praise. This needs to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3148743867000515957?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3148743867000515957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3148743867000515957' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3148743867000515957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3148743867000515957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmhaaQcMMXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YTy6hUpmZqA/s72-c/2211~Flowering-Garden-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-4174230118200269816</id><published>2007-06-04T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:57:57.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>How I Got Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmTQywcMMWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bRqSN3rez_w/s1600-h/lansing+may+2007+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmTQywcMMWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bRqSN3rez_w/s400/lansing+may+2007+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072408650741199202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have asked how I got out. It is not really that pretty. To recap events; my principal and the DoE's lawyer laid out their case against me. As is usual for this principal no matter how hard the lawyer tried the principal was confused and evasive. After they laid out there case then my lawyer had an opportunity to cross exam. My lawyer started cross examining and got the principal to contradict what she had said the day before. At this point the arbitrator asked the lawyers to talk to him outside and suggested we settle. I was very anxious to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anxious to settle for two reasons. First, if you let a trial go to the end it is always unpredictable, I would rather control my own destiny. The second reason is that to play it out could take a long time. Both reasons turned out to not be what I thought they would be. The DoE jerked around with my stipulation for so long that I could have gone through the whole trial. I also should have gone longer to provide a record of even more of her lies. Now I don't have this record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time it seemed like the correct thing to do. So the DoE sent me the stipulation that I published as being absurd. We sent it back they spent a couple of weeks sent a new one which was somewhat better and I decided to sign, we sent it back to them and it took over 3 weeks for them to get two signatures. So here I am. When they gave me the letter in the rubber room reassigning me it took me less than 15 minutes to pack up and leave. I loved many of the people I met there, but I did not love there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stipulation includes me paying the DoE $7500. This is to show me that I was a bad boy. It seems to be common in these things. The stipulation cleaned up some of the more obvious stupid things but not all of them. I am somewhat worried that if some one is truly out to get me then I have given them the tools to do this. I hope that no one is out to get me that badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that I am free now. My principal has cost me and my family over $20,000 in lost income between my penalty and my lost summer school income. She can afford leather skirts, I am saving up to buy a new belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received the transcripts of my public trial. I will publish some of them as soon as I get a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-4174230118200269816?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/4174230118200269816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=4174230118200269816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4174230118200269816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4174230118200269816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-i-got-here.html' title='How I Got Here'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmTQywcMMWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bRqSN3rez_w/s72-c/lansing+may+2007+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8004097883169166162</id><published>2007-06-03T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T13:35:04.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmMJklVVpRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oqmr1xJjW2w/s1600-h/factory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmMJklVVpRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oqmr1xJjW2w/s400/factory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071908129450861842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably write shorter blogs now that I am actually working. I will probably make more grammatical mistakes because I won't edit as carefully as I did. One of the things I discovered while sitting in the rubber room is that writing takes work and that it often works better when you put it aside and then come back to it hours latter. I still missed some obvious mistakes but I often rewrote things that didn't make sense or were ambiguous when I re-read them. I usually do a better job of explaining what I mean. Time is a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klein has made a big deal about tenure lately. I have to say that I agree with him. A big part of why we have too many bad teachers is that tenure has always been something a teacher got unless they were so bad that a principal was willing to make a big stink. The one time I tried to deny someone tenure I discovered that if I had not spent three years carefully documenting how bad this guy was that the superintendents office would not back me or my principal up. I felt that this was absurd policy. Joel Klein wants to blame the UFT for this, and possibly the superintendent was afraid to the union, but it was the failure of administrators to not back up principals and AP's that caused this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that hard to figure out who is a good teacher and who isn't in three years. I would hope that the new DoE policy will keep the bad and the truly uninspired people out of teaching. After tenure I think the issues change dramatically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-8004097883169166162?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/8004097883169166162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=8004097883169166162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8004097883169166162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/8004097883169166162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/06/tenure.html' title='Tenure'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RmMJklVVpRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oqmr1xJjW2w/s72-c/factory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5831117963961891267</id><published>2007-05-31T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T17:03:38.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rl9FnVVVpQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kt5XSEaNhws/s1600-h/hdr-may-2007-008_09_10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rl9FnVVVpQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kt5XSEaNhws/s400/hdr-may-2007-008_09_10.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070848247486326018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I hope people are finding their way to my new site. I have now done 1 1/2 days at my new school. It is certainly a different place from my last school. Teachers are not all totally happy, they sometimes tell me teacher complaints. But, they are generally happy to be where they are. They all believe that kids should have input into what happens in the school. The kids are allowed out for lunch and the administration put limits on how far they could go. This was done mostly out of a concern for the kids safety. The problem was that a favorite Chinese restaurant was past the boundary the kids put petitions on the wall and kids signed them. The kids felt that they would actually be listened to. This sure beats the get out the dogs and water canons approach of my old school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ridiculous thing is that I signed the agreement that got me out of the rubber room three weeks ago. There needed to be two signatures on the document at the DoE, my LIS and the head of legal. Why should this take thee weeks. At the end of week two I sent an email to my lawyer and told her we must have a big problem, I could not believe that the DoE was that inefficient. Last Saturday, May 26, I received a letter from the DoE saying that they had dropped the charges and that my supervisor would tell me where to go. The letter was dated May 22. There was no mention of who my supervisor was or when they would tell me where to go. They had sent this letter regular snail mail. So it took four days, who cares. Of course it cost the DoE 41 cents in postage, you would think an email would save them money. Of course then I would have know right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew where I was going, because I had negotiated this. The old Ed would have gotten the letter and just gone to my new school. The new Ed went back to the rubber room and waited for the DoE to figure out how to give me a letter assigning me to my new school. The old Ed would have done what was sensible. The new Ed plays by the DoE rules and doesn't do anything until someone tells him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5831117963961891267?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5831117963961891267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5831117963961891267' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5831117963961891267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5831117963961891267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-what.html' title='Now What?'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rl9FnVVVpQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Kt5XSEaNhws/s72-c/hdr-may-2007-008_09_10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-200772781868601954</id><published>2007-05-29T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:36:31.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>The First Day of the Rest of My Life</title><content type='html'>The DoE wanted me to close down my other blog. This was a ridiculous request but I have to say that the title of my old blog is no longer accurate. It is time for a new start. I have included an archive of my old blog as well as the last few entries I wrote. It is possible that when I start working I will not write as often. I will try for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-200772781868601954?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/200772781868601954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=200772781868601954' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/200772781868601954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/200772781868601954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-day-of-rest-of-my-life.html' title='The First Day of the Rest of My Life'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-5236486162401178260</id><published>2007-05-29T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:36:12.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Statistics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlZYalVVpJI/AAAAAAAAANA/3doA6q2B--U/s1600-h/may+2007-01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlZYalVVpJI/AAAAAAAAANA/3doA6q2B--U/s400/may+2007-01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068335644373525650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DoE reported its new statistics the other day. They apparently went down in the early grades. They then spoke about why this was true. I actually agree and don't agree with them. The truth is that No Child Left Behind has created a bizarre testing program that penalizes NYC and other cities with large immigrant populations. It seems as though the NCLB people are attempting to keep cities from cheating and have created an even worse situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DoE and in particular the principals of elementary schools are notorious cheaters. They have been guilty of classifying large numbers of kids as ESL kids and then keeping them out of the tests. The NCLB decided that every student had to take the test after one year in this country. The existence of a rule is a good idea. The problem is that one year is not enough time. Three years is a much better number. As I wrote about a long time ago when I was placing kids in the Bronx smart ambitious principals fight to keep ESL kids out of their schools. What the feds need to do is create a clear and fair rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the rules the feds want to use is the one about graduation rates. The feds want to count who graduates and divide this against who starts the ninth grade. The DoE doesn't like this one either. They want to add in those who graduate in August. This is not a terrible thing to do. I actually think the DoE is correct in this. August doesn't stop a kid from going to college in the fall. Lots of kids screw up something and need that final summer school push to get out. This should not be held against the schools. I also think we need to have a 5 year graduation rate statistic available to us. In NYC this may be the most important statistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that the Newsweek choice of 100 best schools is flawed. It uses AP tests and IB tests as a benchmark. Principals find they can cheat the system by putting lots of kids in AP classes. Still, this may not be so bad. In my ex-school the last principal had pushed to create AP and IB courses. On one level it would seem that we did not have enough students to fill these courses. This was true. We did not have enough students working on a high level. The reality was that putting kids in classes that were beyond them on paper motivated kids to work to a higher level. This is a great thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-5236486162401178260?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/5236486162401178260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=5236486162401178260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5236486162401178260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/5236486162401178260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/statistics.html' title='Statistics'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlZYalVVpJI/AAAAAAAAANA/3doA6q2B--U/s72-c/may+2007-01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6780743769779801755</id><published>2007-05-29T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:36:01.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Hello Kitty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was coming home on the subway. Sitting in the seat next to where I was standing was a cute woman with blond hair and blue eyes. She was using a hello kitty calculator to correct tests on "Julius Caesar". Of course I started talking to her. She  said that she was a teacher at a small school in the Bronx. We started talking about what she was teaching. She was not in love with the books she was teaching. I asked her how much input she had in the choice. She said none. That seems strange. Why would someone who had been teaching high school for eight years not have any input into what she taught. I said she was blond, not dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there have been people writing about what is wrong with the military. One of the things they write about is a system that does not encourage people to innovate. Eventually you end up with leaders who aren't innovative. I think this starts at the bottom. I think that the DoE starts out dealing with teachers as if they are not capable of making decisions. They do not dialog with teachers. Eventually they end up with leaders who don't know how to make decisions. The DoE also ends up with leaders who treat teachers like idiots because they were treated that way when they were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newsweek has a list of the top 100 high schools in the country. Their conclusion is that these schools got that way because they had strong committed principals. This is probably true. The DoE seems to recognize this on one level. The problem is that they interpret strong as anti-teacher. When my daughter was in fourth grade she had the best teacher I have ever met. She was truly awe inspiring. I later saw her as a principal. She was a tough principal who had lots of grievances filed against her. She also had an incredibly loyal staff who adored her. This seems like a contradiction but I don't think so. I think she respected teachers who did good work and had little tolerance for the coasters. She eventually became a much loved district superintendent and then the head of curriculum for the DoE. Her name is Carmen Farina and she only lasted a short time. She retired and was replaced by a guy with a law degree who had only taught for a few years. I guess Joel is more comfortably surrounding himself with lawyers than educators. Particularly those who love education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6780743769779801755?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6780743769779801755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6780743769779801755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6780743769779801755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6780743769779801755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-kitty.html' title='Hello Kitty'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-7803090393547316621</id><published>2007-05-29T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:35:51.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Saint Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlIeT1VVpII/AAAAAAAAAM4/SZvNj2F5lMI/s1600-h/lansing+may+2007+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlIeT1VVpII/AAAAAAAAAM4/SZvNj2F5lMI/s400/lansing+may+2007+116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067145856828155010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually never did this, but someone said I shouldn't consider myself a saint, so I decided to look up Saint Edward. For you Jew folks, or others who don't know how it works, all us Catholic babies have to be named after a saint. Anyway there are apparently two saint Edwards. One was called Edward the Confessor and the other was Edward the Martyr. The confessor was a nice guy who gave money to poor people and and eventually in his 40's was asked to marry a woman called the virtuous Edith by his subjects. He agreed but only if he could live with her as if she was his sister because he had made a vow of chastity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was Edward the martyr. He was sitting on his horse drinking mead when an assassin hired by his step mother stabbed him. He was a defender of the faith and so a light shone on him when he died and he became a saint. Obviously this is the Edward I was named after. I'll take mead over chastity any day, though I do seem to have problems with evil step mothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am not a saint. The person that keeps pointing this out to me is correct. This person also thinks I didn't do all my observations last year and that is a total lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that their are rational ways to deal with bad teachers. There are certainly ways to deal with them when they are just starting. The hardest thing I have ever done is to fire someone. Particularly when I liked them. But some people should not teach, or they should not teach at that point in their lives. I have also been guilty of pushing bad teachers out to a different place instead of working to get them to stop teaching. This is not something I am necessarily proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get back to management. The problem with the formal observation is that it quickly becomes formalistic. It does not serve anyone. When I was a young Catholic boy I would go to confession. I was really too little to have sinned, but you had to say something to the priest. So you made up some little kid sins. I disobeyed my mother 3 times, I said bad words. Stuff like that. This happens in observations all the time. Not just mine, because I have read other observations and I have sat in on post-ops with the principal. You have to say something, so you do. You sit there and act like the expert. This is absurd. This is education. Some of us know more than others, but almost none of us can be called experts. The principal thinks she is an expert, the AP security thinks he is an expert, but the truth is that they are just two voices among many. We need to stop dealing with experienced teacher as if we are "the" expert. We need to start having a dialog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-7803090393547316621?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/7803090393547316621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=7803090393547316621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7803090393547316621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/7803090393547316621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/saint-edward.html' title='Saint Edward'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RlIeT1VVpII/AAAAAAAAAM4/SZvNj2F5lMI/s72-c/lansing+may+2007+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-4316556782200327473</id><published>2007-05-29T08:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:35:42.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Management</title><content type='html'>The new DoE seems to be begging for new ways to run schools. It is possible that there are many sincere people involved in this. The DoE has created a school to teach people how to manage schools. I then hear from people who work for these new principals and they are often very disappointed with the level of management. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My masters program emphasized management. We read books about how the best organizations were managed. It was an interesting program. It did not emphasize managing schools. It emphasized managing people. Klein seems to have fallen in love with Jack Welch. Welch talks about getting rid of the bottom 10% of your workers to make things efficient. This would seem to be a sensible approach to management. The problem is that we are dealing with public employees. These employees are more about politics than management. If you look around the rubber room you will see that people here are not the bottom 10% they are the people who the principal has a political agenda against. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are teachers in my school who are spectacularly bad. AP's are after some of them but most of them are not attacked. If they pass the kids the AP is happy. The AP's grumble but they are not motivated to go after these poor teachers. The system is not designed to do this. Everyone complains about how hard it is to do. But it is really a matter of the will of the higher ups. They need to stop complaining about the contract and learn how to work within it. This is the same as the DA's office complaining about the constitution. If they wanted to eliminate the bottom 10% it would mean that there would be 5000 people in the rubber room, not 600+. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year that I was an AP I went to a meeting at the superintendent's. There was a power point presentation. They were sketching out how we were going to increase the math scores. They had a 5 year plan. At that point only 20% of the kids were on or above grade in math. They said that the next year we would increase the number to 23%. This seemed like a good increase and doable. The year after we would go to 25%. This seemed like it would be much harder to do. I was starting to wonder how we were going to pull this off. Then we would go to 35% then 50% then 80%. I thought to myself, these guys are crazy. They did this with a straight face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of the above story is that the way you manage in the DoE is to promise something modest for next year and then something amazing for 5 years later. This makes you look like you are going to achieve great things. The institutional memory of the DoE is so short that you never get caught. Meanwhile everyone sees you as a visionary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added another blog to my list of links. It is called Education Notes Online. It seems to be written by someone who is active in anti-unity UFT politics. My kind of guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-4316556782200327473?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/4316556782200327473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=4316556782200327473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4316556782200327473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/4316556782200327473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/management.html' title='Management'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3905674648672582620</id><published>2007-05-29T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:35:29.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Stupid in America - Call me John</title><content type='html'>I was watching the 20/20 show by John Stossel called Stupid in America. I was watching it on Youtube. If you are reading this in a DoE school you can't watch it because Youtube is blocked.  It is also blocked to US troops in Iraq. I was watching it because he apparently mentioned the rubber room. Stossel started off by saying how it was impossible to get into a New York City public school to film, he then spoke about how in Washington DC the schools would only let him see the best classes. This is not a surprise. I remembered when I was in advertising that if we wanted to shoot an ad in a school we always went to the Catholic schools because the city would take so long to give you permission that you could never schedule an ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News shows such as 20/20 always have an agenda. The agenda in this particular show seemed to be that competition in education will make education better. That all students should have a dollar amount attached to them and be able to take this money any place they want to. In other words, vouchers. I have certain reservations about vouchers. I do not want to see a school system become segregated. I believe that public education is an important element in democracy.  Having said that, I probably work in one of the most segregated school systems in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of the show, past the 30 minute mark, Stossel starts talking about the rubber room and what a waste of money it is. He says that the DoE will not let him go into one of the rubber rooms. He then turns around and interviews Joel Klein. Klein tells the story of a teacher accused of sexually inappropriate emails to a students who spends two years in the rubber room and is eventually sent back to his school. Stossel listens intently and shake his head in disbelief at how the UFT has corrupted education. Come on John. You said that Klein wouldn't let you into the rubber room and now you are willing to sit and believe everything he is telling you. Why didn't you ask him why he wouldn't let you into the rubber room. Why didn't you insist that he let you in before you would air his views. I like you John, but this is very sloppy reporting and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Stossel's points was that schools waste a lot of money on unnecessary things. The rubber room is considered a waste of money. John, everyone here agrees with you. If you want to talk to me I'll talk to you. I'll even get a bunch of other people in this room to talk to you provided you disguise us the same way you would disguise a Mafia informer. The DoE is probably more vindictive than the Mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Ed, this is different than Ed. with a period at the end. I seemed to have made this mistake on a previous blog. I was quoting from a blog called Ed. Blog. I think I forgot the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RktHrlVVpHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/O4GRn5dwTOk/s1600-h/dilbert2004887870516.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RktHrlVVpHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/O4GRn5dwTOk/s400/dilbert2004887870516.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065221019989812338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife accused me of ranting in my last blog. I may have been. I do feel passionately that the DoE has created a system that makes it difficult to be a good manager. The observation rules are just the beginning of this. There are a million things that the DoE asks us to do that leave us little time or energy to do what we should be doing. I believe that the really good managers in the system ignore many of these requirements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3905674648672582620?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3905674648672582620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3905674648672582620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3905674648672582620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3905674648672582620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/stupid-in-america-call-me-john.html' title='Stupid in America - Call me John'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RktHrlVVpHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/O4GRn5dwTOk/s72-c/dilbert2004887870516.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3077383977517398560</id><published>2007-05-29T08:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:35:12.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>What's wrong with Ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RkjX5S3HitI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EJOPVH5eLcY/s1600-h/lansing+may+2007+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RkjX5S3HitI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EJOPVH5eLcY/s400/lansing+may+2007+118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064535160293657298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed does stupid things that get him in trouble. But I am not sure that these really are as stupid as some people make them out to be. One of the major issues in my incompetence hearing revolves around my inability to do observations. Last year this was not true, because last year the observations were designed to evaluate my staff. Last year we were supposed to observe tenured teachers one time and un-tenured three times. My understanding is that the principal is proud that this "nightmare" is over and that they are back to five observations for un-tenured and two for tenured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we have created a system that does a bad job of allowing us to manage people. Observations are part of this system. The first time I was observed I was an over 40 year old new teacher. My science chair came in to watch me and afterward I sat down with him. I thought that we were sitting down to discuss what I had taught and that I would speak about what I was trying to do and that he would help me achieve my ends. Not true. What I got was a standard observation spouting some NYC teacher wisdom. It was filled with words such as "aim" and "do now" that only exist in NYC. It did not take into account my contribution to the teaching process. It was designed to tell me how to teach as if there was one way to teach. It was not a dialog. This was over 16 years ago and I remember thinking that it was a joke. I was really disappointed. I never read another observation he gave me. If it said satisfactory, and it always did, I signed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year one of my science teachers who I have known for years admitted she never read my observations. At first I felt hurt, then I thought to myself that this really spoke to the fact that the format of these observations are sort of useless. What I say to these teachers, or how we plan together is very important. The observations are usually useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an exception to observations being useless. If you have a really bad teacher you can use observations to build the type of evidence you need to get rid of this teacher. This is the only reason for observations. Instead of observations we should be in young teacher's classes trying to help them figure out how to teach, not telling them. With older teachers the observation is even more useless. If I go into my English teacher's class room on the second week of school I have technically fulfilled my obligation. What I should be doing is talking to him about what he wants to do this year and then doing a year end review. The point of the year end review should not be to punish someone or tell them what they are doing wrong, but to formally state your opinion of what is happening. There is a value to doing this formally because it forces you to be more honest about your opinion than you might be in a less formal setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my pre-trial with my lawyer she pointed out that this type of attitude should probably not be stated out loud. I am sure that she was correct in this because it would hurt me. I can be accused of breaking an absurd regulation and I must defend myself by accepting this regulation, showing why I didn't break it in some cases and being contrite about breaking it when I did. At no point was I to talk about the absurdity of the approach to management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City really is a strange place to teach. The students are the same as other places but the bureaucracy has developed a view of education that almost no one else in the US has. The weird thing is that they seem to think that everyone else does things this way. I think we should create a fund to send a bureaucrat to another city to see how other people teach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3077383977517398560?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3077383977517398560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3077383977517398560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3077383977517398560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3077383977517398560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-wrong-with-ed.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with Ed'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RkjX5S3HitI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EJOPVH5eLcY/s72-c/lansing+may+2007+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-2882592802979060956</id><published>2007-05-29T08:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:35:01.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>The innocence project</title><content type='html'>Someone sent me a great article. It is at &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/3dg9ns"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/3dg9ns&lt;/a&gt;. The article is in ed news. My blog has seemed to have sparked a nice debate about who is responsible for what happens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a chapter chair and have always considered myself a good union person. I went to CSA demonstrations and was the CSA rep at my school. (I wonder if there is a CSA rep now?) I do think however that there is a complicity between the UFT and the DoE when it comes to the rubber rooms. The DoE thinks it is saving the schools and the UFT thinks it is saving jobs. Both sides are doing this on the backs of the over 600 teachers and administrators stuck in this system. At no point does either side think about these people as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that must be constantly asked is, who benefits from the existence of the rubber rooms? I have tried to figure this out and have not been very successful. I would like to throw out some possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be just a bureaucracy run amok. Someone was given a mandate to deal with teachers accused of things and developed a system that is a joke, but because no one really cares or because the top people in this system have power, the system just continues. It does provide employment for a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that Joel Klein likes having these big numbers. This allows him to go to parents and tell them that if it was easier to fire bad teachers than the DoE would not be forced to waste all of this money and the money would be available for their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the UFT likes being able to go to its members and show them how they protect them from the evils of the administrators. The UFT can say how they fought for these teachers for years and kept them from being fired. The fail to mention that the years happened because they didn't work very hard to help the teachers in the rubber room solve their problems. Even the UFT benefits from the assumption that we are all guilty. If we are all guilty and so few of us get convicted it must be because of the genius of the UFT representatives and lawyers. If we are seen as really innocent than this argument doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ACLU has been running a major campaign to restore Habeus Corpus rights. If the UFT were to insist that teachers have the same types or rights the rubber room would not be the kind of place it is. The number of people sitting in this room who have never been charged is only surpassed by the people in Guantanamo. Unfortunately we are treated the same way. The concept that seems to have permeated America is that guilty people need to be kept away from the general population. The fact that no one can prover they are guilty is of no concern to the majority of Americans. We seemed to be fine with the appearance of guilt being enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did not read the comment to my last blog regarding Kathy Blythe you should. The comment brings out the best and worse of the system. Kathy got caught in a dispute with what seemed like a lunatic parent. Lunatic parents want to blame everyone. Good principals learn how to deal with them without capitulating or without antagonizing them. Good principals keep their teachers from taking all of the heat from these people. That is what supporting teachers means. It does not mean sacrificing teachers to preserve your job and avoid conflict. This is what the principal institute should be teaching new principals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guy spent 7 1/2 years out of 10 years in the rubber rooms. This is the bad side. This teacher probably did not deserve to be teaching. He seemed to have had multiple supervisors who thought this and pushed him from school to school. The problem here is that the supervisors have not learned how to create a good case for removing these teachers. Anyone who has supervised knows about these teachers. They can be removed if you work hard enough and if you have the support of the principal and superintendent. At first other teachers are upset when you go after these guys. When they see that attacking incompetent teachers is not a threat to them then they get over their fear. Other teachers know who is bad and know that their life is better when there are fewer bad teachers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-2882592802979060956?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/2882592802979060956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=2882592802979060956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2882592802979060956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/2882592802979060956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/innocence-project.html' title='The innocence project'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-6171566951901031226</id><published>2007-05-29T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:34:47.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>We are all Innocent part 2</title><content type='html'>I have been speaking to a lot of people in the room lately about why they are here. There are the older people who seem to be here primarily because their principal didn't like them and figured out how to get them. My school had the famous case of the teacher who allegedly told a student that if they needed to go to the bathroom they should pee in the wastebasket. This women was no more guilty then any other teacher. She was guilty of being old and annoying, so the principal waited and then pounced. I don't know every ones story but a lot of them sound like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young people are here because they do young things. They get caught with dope, they drive with suspended licenses or they get caught with someone who has drugs. These are the kids that fall into the category I call, "there but for the grace of god go I".  If any teacher thinks that they have never done anything illegal then they have probably forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the sex cases. Mostly these are young male teachers who are accused of having inappropriate contact with female students. They are almost never accused by the student they are supposed to have been with. They are accused by other students or by a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We work in a world where kids, particularly girls, get into fights for almost no reason. Barbara Walters came to my school to do a special on girls and violence. I think one of the biggest surprises she had was how much violence seemed to be random. It was not based on long standing disputes. Violence often happened just because one girl decided that they didn't like another girl's  sneakers or t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given what happens between teenage girls in our schools it is no surprise that young male teachers get accused of all kinds of things. If they are good looking they become objects of all kinds of rumors. Students who have it in for the teacher or another student make accusations. This is not a surprise. What is, is the reaction of the DoE. One teacher told me that the investigator on his case told him that it did not seem to be a big deal, and that he would be exonerated in a few weeks. This was 4 months ago. Why does it take so long. Is it a lack of investigators or is it a lack of DoE lawyers. From the DoE's point of view it is easier to throw someone into the rubber room and forget about them. Rather than figure out a rational way to deal with these cases the DoE and the UFT has let them fester and has let good teachers get destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that one of the ways to make the rubber room really a place to hold people who have seriously done something wrong is to somehow penalize people for making false accusations, particularly Principals and AP's. It is not good that these people can make accusations with almost no downside. The UFT needs to go after students who make false accusations and Principals who do a poor job of investigating these accusations. The DoE takes the position that as long as you are being paid than you can not complain. The truth is that we have moved to a situation where you are guilty until proven innocent. This is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my comments about my blog about the Las Vegas culinary unions disputed my facts. My facts came from Hal Rothman's book. The strike at the Frontier hotel was certainly the countries longest strike. It happened because the individuals who controlled the Frontier chose what they felt was a "moral" position against the union. This is what happens when people do that instead of making business decisions. The UFT and the DoE keep making these types of decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one of the goals of the DoE and the UFT  was to create an environment in which teachers liked what they did then the whole system would change. You do not create teachers who like what they do by making less work, you do it by making it more rewarding. You do it by respecting good teachers. I was trying to make the point that the UFT has to think about more than just salary and job protections. The UFT needs to think in terms of job satisfaction. I would like to point out that it was an ex chancellor who unilateral got rid of teachers punching a time clock. Somehow it never dawned on the UFT that punching a time clock was a bad idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-6171566951901031226?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/6171566951901031226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=6171566951901031226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6171566951901031226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/6171566951901031226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-are-all-innocent-part-2.html' title='We are all Innocent part 2'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-3333870918471429787</id><published>2007-05-29T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:34:18.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>End Game 2</title><content type='html'>I am reading a book entitled the Neon Metropolis. It is about the development of Las Vegas. Las Vegas is now the most unionized city in America. This is amazing considering that Nevada is a right to work state. How the culinary union  became so large is an interesting story. What the union was able to do is create a situation in which unionized hotels made more money than non-union hotels. In Las Vegas money is how you keep score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culinary union created a blue collar work force that had a possibility to enter the middle class and create a  better life for their kids. This is what the coal miners union and the auto workers did in the last century. This is what America has been missing for the past few years. The fact that the culinary union fought for high wages is not surprising. This is what unions do. The fact that these workers made hotels profitable is what is really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culinary union realized early on that it needed to act as a hiring hall. It had a vested interest in providing high quality workers and screening out psychotics and drug addicts. It also convinced hotels that happy workers who were treated well were better employees. The union worked with and sometimes fought with hotels over working conditions. The end result is that hotels who think about bottom lines loved the union. Hotels such as the Venetian who took a "moral stand" lost money without union workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a bunch of people were late because there seemed to be a problem on the subway. The secretary who acts as our jailer came into the room and announced that if we were late because of a train delay that we needed to call 311 and get a letter from the transit authority. We then needed to attach the letter to our time sheets. This is so we can be excused from the essential work we do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with the DoE. It treats employees like children and it wonders why they act like children. What is wrong with the UFT. It treats all teachers as paychecks and then it wonders why they act so self centered. If we looked at Las Vegas and started feeling as if we were all in this together we might find that the whole system worked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most teachers I speak to want to live a comfortable middle class existence. Beyond that they are crying out for good working conditions. They want to be able to do their job well. They want to be respected. If they can't find a working copier, a working elevator, a bathroom with toilet paper they feel bad. Teachers who feel bad are not good teachers the same way that hotel employees who feel bad are not nice to the clients. When I first became a science AP I told everyone all I had to do was support teachers and I could raise scores 10% and I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3970792219637126878-3333870918471429787?l=life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/feeds/3333870918471429787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3970792219637126878&amp;postID=3333870918471429787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3333870918471429787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3970792219637126878/posts/default/3333870918471429787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-after-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-game-2.html' title='End Game 2'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10404852538652827068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3970792219637126878.post-8623114460854515329</id><published>2007-05-14T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T08:45:12.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Rubber Room'/><title type='text'>Archive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-style: none none dotted; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(153, 153, 153); border-width: medium medium 1pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;back life in &lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="description"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;A journal of life as a teacher accused&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start --&gt;Tuesday, May 08, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="5535600498644437269"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5535600498644437269"&gt;End Game 2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I am reading a book entitled the Neon Metropolis. It is about the development of Las Vegas. Las Vegas is now the most unionized city in America. This is amazing considering that Nevada is a right to work state. How the culinary union became so large is an interesting story. What the union was able to do is create a situation in which unionized hotels made more money than non-union hotels. In Las Vegas money is how you keep score. The culinary union created a blue collar work force that had a possibility to enter the middle class and create a better life for their kids. This is what the coal miners union and the auto workers did in the last century. This is what America has been missing for the past few years. The fact that the culinary union fought for high wages is not surprising. This is what unions do. The fact that these workers made hotels profitable is what is really amazing. The culinary union realized early on that it needed to act as a hiring hall. It had a vested interest in providing high quality workers and screening out psychotics and drug addicts. It also convinced hotels that happy workers who were treated well were better employees. The union worked with and sometimes fought with hotels over working conditions. The end result is that hotels who think about bottom lines loved the union. Hotels such as the Venetian who took a "moral stand" lost money without union workers. Today a bunch of people were late because there seemed to be a problem on the subway. The secretary who acts as our jailer came into the room and announced that if we were late because of a train delay that we needed to call 311 and get a letter from the transit authority. We then needed to attach the letter to our time sheets. This is so we can be excused from the essential work we do here. What is wrong with the DoE. It treats employees like children and it wonders why they act like children. What is wrong with the UFT. It treats all teachers as paychecks and then it wonders why they act so self centered. If we looked at Las Vegas and started feeling as if we were all in this together we might find that the whole system worked better. Most teachers I speak to want to live a comfortable middle class existence. Beyond that they are crying out for good working conditions. They want to be able to do their job well. They want to be respected. If they can't find a working copier, a working elevator, a bathroom with toilet paper they feel bad. Teachers who feel bad are not good teachers the same way that hotel employees who feel bad are not nice to the clients. When I first became a science AP I told everyone all I had to do was support teachers and I could raise scores 10% and I did.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5535600498644437269" title="permanent link"&gt;Tuesday, May 08, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5535600498644437269"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5535600498644437269" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Monday, May 07, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="3602679162237447129"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3602679162237447129"&gt;End Game&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;To all of you living in the rubber room and to all of you working in toxic schools I would like to refer you to the following web site. This site is an illustration of an Alan Watts lecture. &lt;a href="http://www.neticons.net/music_life/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.neticons.net/music_life/&lt;/a&gt;It is interesting which posts get me the most comments. My blog on we are all innocent was one of the big ones. I think I will try to figure out how to do the kind of open blog that people can contribute to. I think my fellow rubber room victims need a place to post their stories. Maybe if there is a central repository for these stories someone will notice us. Even though I talk a lot about the amount of wasted money in this room it probably doesn't amount to a big percentage of the DoE labor budget. The numbers are not that large in this gigantic system. This is why both my union and the UFT don't really care about us. They offer us counsel but they are not interested in fighting to reform the system. A friend sent me an article about John Landis. This is the guy who won the Tour de France and then had his victory disputed because of allegations of doping. He has protested this and he has used the Internet to work on his defense. One of the lessons from his story is that we are a country that seems to be increasingly controlled by quasi public judicial agencies. Most of us interpreted movies such as "Brazil" as cautionary tales of big government gone wrong. I think that I would interpret this movie as a case of the ascendancy quasi judicial agencies that do not need to follow laws in the same way that our judiciary system does. When you think about it the United State is becoming filled with these types of agencies. They are created to solve a problem but they ultimately become secretive. When you read about Landis the similarities between his case and mine are eerie. Not only does the drug commission refuse to give him documents but they complain because he keeps publishing what they give him on the internet. I think that we as a country need to look at these commissions if we want to continue to live in a democratic society. If you look at the stipulation they have given me it states: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 99pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Respondent agrees to immediately cease and desist from posting, causing to be posted, and/or to remove any and all references to and/or concerning New York City Department of Education employees, documents and the instant disciplinary proceedings on his Internet diary, or more commonly known as a blog site, located at &lt;a href="http://www.life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;The way I read this, the DoE is not happy that I am telling the world about my disciplinary proceedings. This is interesting, because according to State law I am allowed an open hearing. I have always assumed that an open hearing meant that all proceedings were public knowledge. Of course there is public and then there is "Public". I had a great 25th anniversary party. It is wonderful when you can be surrounded by really good friends. It's also great to be able to drink as much as you want and not have to drive home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3602679162237447129" title="permanent link"&gt;Monday, May 07, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=3602679162237447129"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=3602679162237447129" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, May 03, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="7045351131822205039"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7045351131822205039"&gt;We are all Inocent&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rjsk9S3HisI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cIh4QdIQcKQ/s1600-h/29.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060679241734523586" spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rjsk9S3HisI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cIh4QdIQcKQ/s1600-h/29.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:231.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\29.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060679241734523586" border="0" height="309" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group of people that sit in this room universally feel that they are innocent. The newer members are waiting for their innocence to come to the surface so they can be released. The older members have given up hope of anyone even looking at the evidence. Generally I have not spoken to people about why they are here, nor have I discussed why I am here. I have been open and honest on my blog. I do speak to people and you do start getting a sense of what people have been charged with. Of course there are the group of people who are just crazy and really belong here. As I have said in the past most people are not crazy. The saddest group of people are the ones who are here for being nice people. I don't feel comfortable talking about other peoples cases, but I will talk about a case that was in the newspaper recently. A custodian at PS 91 was accused of sexual abuse by an 8 year old girl. The principal who had received the complaint felt that something was wrong and did not call the complaint into ACS or the DoE. I remember speaking to my lawyer about this guy and she felt that he had done something dumb. Lawyers always feel this way. He was certainly required to call this in. All claims of sexual abuse should be called in. If this principal had followed the law here is what would have happened. The custodian would have been taken out of the school and placed somewhere while he was being investigated. ACS would have sent an investigator to the girls house and the special investigator would have started an investigation of the custodian. The problem with ACS is that it is such a hard job that if you really care you can't survive very long. Therefore most ACS people are good at following the letter of the law. This means that the ACS worker would have written a good report and done nothing for the kid. They are not very good at solving problems. The special investigators office takes the attitude that anyone accused of anything is probably scum. They operate like all detectives. They go about trying to prove that there was inappropriate contact. Usually sexual. This custodian would be suspended and he would probably spend a minimum of one year suspended, maybe more. In the DoE the assumption is that if you are accused of something then you are unworthy of being around kids. If the principal had done the correct thing according to the DoE he would have returned to his job and the custodian would have been suspended. This is what any lawyer would have advised him to do. Instead he chose to look closer at the case before suspending the custodian. The custodian had worked for 20 years and the girl had previously accused another student of sexually abusing her. The principal made a decision that was good for the kid and the custodian. The ultimate result was that the custodian and the principal were suspended. They were saved by the fact that the newspapers picked up the story and that the custodian was arrested so the courts became involved. The ordeal for the custodian lasted less than a week. The principal was kept out of his school for 4 weeks but with the parents support and the newspaper keeping track he was lucky. These are the type of situations that exist here in the rubber room. If someone decides to claim that a teacher molested them or that they saw a teacher dating another student what the cautious by the book principal does is to call this into the investigators. The teacher is then removed from the school and spends over a year in the rubber room. No one talks to him or her, the department of investigation finds every kind act that he or she ever did for a student and turns it into a dirty act. If I take a kid out for a cup of coffee than I must have a sexual relationship with him or her. This is the end result of a system run by lawyers. The interesting thing is that when you interview students at the end of high school and you ask them what they remember the most they always talk about things such as having coffee with a teacher or doing something like that. In other words it is connecting with teachers as human beings that most impress kids. If the DoE won't let me relate to kids as human beings I can't do this job.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7045351131822205039" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, May 03, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7045351131822205039"&gt;8 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7045351131822205039" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Wednesday, May 02, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="7925170393888788902"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7925170393888788902"&gt;Happy Anniversary&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;Some one sent me a great web site. Try it out. It only takes 10 seconds. &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/4ptqw"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/4ptqw.&lt;/a&gt; I saw an article about how schools all over the country are thinking about banning cell phones and IPods because kids are programming answers to tests into them and are using them to cheat. This is a bad thing to do if you see the goal of schools to pass tests. What if you see the goal of schools to learn something. Is it possible that in the process of programming their notes into their IPods students might actually learn something. I hate students looking at someone else's paper or passing answers such as the answer to number 3 is A. There is no learning in this process. But programming your answers into an IPod can be seen as actually a review process. I would love a kid spending the time to cheat that way. I personally have serious doubts about tests that rely primarily on memory. Joe Bruno said that Governor Spitzer should give up pushing gay marriage and concentrate on something that really matters like bringing back the death penalty. Wow what a juxtaposition. The congestion pricing thing is kind of interesting. What if you set it up so it didn't cost anything but you could only bring your car in once per week. This way you wouldn't have the situation where you are clearing the traffic from the city so that it will be easier for rich people to get around. Today is my 25th Anniversary, both my wife and I went to "work". I'm not sure why we did that. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RjkVui3HirI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xXgsGkIchNo/s1600-h/32.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060099545703615154" spid="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RjkVui3HirI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xXgsGkIchNo/s1600-h/32.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:231.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image002.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\32.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060099545703615154" border="0" height="309" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7925170393888788902" title="permanent link"&gt;Wednesday, May 02, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7925170393888788902"&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7925170393888788902" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Tuesday, May 01, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="8033447951005528534"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8033447951005528534"&gt;New Speak&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;As happens to anyone who sits in this horrible room you tend to learn to hate the complete DoE. This is a natural reaction given the way most of us are treated. There are however some good things happening. The other day there was a report that the graduation rate increased. If we believe this, then it is a terrific thing. The problem most of us in this room and I would guess most people in the schools have is that they don't believe this number. I attended a meeting last week in which Klein made this announcement and it was greeted with mild applause. I think that people in general do not trust the DoE. I am sure that this is a healthy thing. It is too easy to use statistics to prove anything. Particularly statistics that have to do with kids. Make a small change in how you measure something and you can see a miraculous change in your numbers. While the 3 point rise in graduation rates was terrific it was not nearly as impressive as the over 90% rates for many of the new small schools. A lot of people here tend to feel that this number is achieved by throwing bad kids out of the schools before they hit their senior year. The federal government has proposed an interesting way to measure graduation. They propose that a system counts the number of students graduating and dividing this number by the number of students entering ninth grade. What you are saying is that even though some kids move away they are replaced by kids who move in and that the net effect cancel each other. The feds propose that there are some adjustments made for cities such as Las Vegas that are increasing population quickly or Detroit that is loosing population. If you look at my school and you see 1200 kids in ninth grade and 400 graduating after four years than you would have a graduation rate of 33%. This may not be perfectly accurate for an individual school, but it is better than all the other methods. I was talking about Iraq with someone at my table. Both of us more or less agreed that all of the money and more important all of the lives lost in Iraq were wasted. Any politician who says this will be crucified by the press and other politicians. No one wants to hear the truth so we call these poor kids heroes. They are tragic but not heroes. Honest is not really a quality we treasure in our leaders. There are over 58 thousand names on the Vietnam memorial wall. These people died in this war and anyone would have a hard time explaining why. Yet no one wants to call these wasted lives. That is sort of a strange detour from my point. It does speak to the fact that new speak has left most of us with a distrust of statements made by officials. Polls tell politicians what to say and they work up to a point. But it does become harder every year. Eventually people start hoping for someone to speak honestly. Some smart pollster figures this out and then the politician is coached on how to speak honestly. Sincerity is everything, once you learn how to fake it you have it made. I didn't write yesterday because on Saturday I had a brilliant idea on what to write about. By Monday morning I had forgotten what I wanted to write about and I spent all day trying to remember what it was. Thanks for all the comments, particularly on Democracy in America. I will try to answer some of them soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8033447951005528534" title="permanent link"&gt;Tuesday, May 01, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8033447951005528534"&gt;3 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8033447951005528534" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/graduation"&gt;graduation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Friday, April 27, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="2056395013193434805"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2056395013193434805"&gt;Toxic Dump&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I went to a meeting yesterday about opening new schools. I was surrounded by a group of people who were enthusiastic about education. It was the first time in a long time I had been around this type of group. It made my juices flow. It made me more acutely aware of what I have been missing. When I was working in my school I was surrounded by a group of teachers I respected a great deal. I think that we collectively did some great things. I know that we helped a group of kids. We met socially and we talked about education, but I felt that we were loosing our enthusiasm. We had a retreat last year. I decided on Friday night to ask people to speak about why they became involved in education. I was feeling at that point that people were doing a good job, but loosing the reason why they were there. I wanted them to reconnect and I wanted other people to see that they were not alone in really caring about teaching. Last year I feel that I was realizing that there was something happening. I was trying to rescue a bad situation but I could not really change it. I realized that there was something toxic about working in this school. If I did anything good in my house I kept some of the toxicity away from my teachers. Every day I was becoming more infected with it and it was becoming more and more difficult to resist it. I could completely blame the Principal but I'm not sure that would be honest. Her attitude toward teachers and students certainly set a tone for the building. I blame myself for not trying harder to get rid of some of my not great teachers. I blame myself for not fighting more with the programmers to create a program that would have worked for my students. If I had done all of the above things I could have made things better. I could not have made things good. The truth is that there are a lot of good people working within a toxic school, and this will not change. When you visit other schools or you hang around people who care you can see this clearly. The AP's should spend a week at a well functioning school so they can see how bad it is. They need to be out of it for awhile. Sitting here in the rubber room has gotten to me in ways that have surprised me. The people here are smarter and know more about education than the people in the Bronx. I have had a few interesting conversations. And yet sitting here has left me depressed in strange ways. Part of my depression is caused by the fact that in the Bronx I could count on one or two hours of helping someone. This made me feel good about myself. In the Bronx I had a window, here there are no windows and to even look out one you have to go down the hall and peek through an office. If you wanted to create an environment leading to depression you couldn't do better. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RjIcjy3HiqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QyBpNmRJlnk/s1600-h/14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058136732764441250" spid="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RjIcjy3HiqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QyBpNmRJlnk/s1600-h/14.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:231.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\14.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image003.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058136732764441250" border="0" height="309" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I love the little curl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2056395013193434805" title="permanent link"&gt;Friday, April 27, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2056395013193434805"&gt;1 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2056395013193434805" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Wednesday, April 25, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="2261816598919548383"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2261816598919548383"&gt;Recognition&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri-jyS3HipI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6ywAh7owfvs/s1600-h/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057440991012162194" spid="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri-jyS3HipI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6ywAh7owfvs/s1600-h/1.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:231.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image004.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\1.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image004.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057440991012162194" border="0" height="309" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The room has been surprisingly noisy today. A couple of people mentioned this to me and I was wondering why. I think that what happened today was that a little bit of hope crept into our room. To start two days ago one of our members left to go back to his school. He had been here over a year and had never been charged. We gave him an ovation. Then today the Village Voice came out. The Voice had an article called "Teachers in Detention". (&lt;a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0717,altman,76433,15.html"&gt;http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0717,altman,76433,15.html&lt;/a&gt;) This article was an accurate description of what goes on in these rooms. It clearly lays the blame for the amount of time people spend in here on the DoE. We all hope that someone else will pick up on this and will start asking Klein why this has to be. The UFT keeps saying that they think it takes too long and would like things to happen faster. Everyone here feels the same way. Of course people with hope talk to each other more. I'm not saying that we are giddy but it feels good to be validated by part of the media. The CSA has just negotiated a new contract. One of the things it calls for is immediate removal for convictions of sex offenses and felony convictions. This seems to make sense. No one here feels that this is a bad idea. The contract also gets rid of the step two grievance. If you remember this is the step where I presented my case to an "impartial lawyer" at the region only to discover that she prosecuted me in step three. I've been going through my old wedding pictures. It has put me in kind of a funny mood. My wedding was 25 years ago. A lot of things have happened in those 25 years. There have been times in my life when I felt despair much worse than I do today. There have been great times in my marriage and tough times. It is my history. I try to learn from it, but I try to never apologize for it. I think I led an interesting life. I think that I am generally happy. Of course all of this looking back has made me more acutely aware of the fact that I am at some time of transition. Transitions make everyone nervous. Some people are better with them than others. I'm not. There are a number of exercise groups in the room. One of them involves walking up the fire stairs to the top. This involves walking down 8 flights and then walking up 22 flights. I have noticed that people make a real point to walk down to the very bottom step and touch the bottom door before they start up. No one would think of turning before the bottom step. It's a strange type of honesty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2261816598919548383" title="permanent link"&gt;Wednesday, April 25, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2261816598919548383"&gt;3 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2261816598919548383" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/Village%20Voice"&gt;Village Voice&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Tuesday, April 24, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="7752647510876489454"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7752647510876489454"&gt;Administrative Duty&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri5eZQVW4BI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7iRf1SKbU-Q/s1600-h/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057083219557933074" spid="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri5eZQVW4BI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7iRf1SKbU-Q/s1600-h/2.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:231.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image005.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image005.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057083219557933074" border="0" height="309" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heard a story on the news this morning about a school that had banned a show the students were going to put on. The show had students in it pretending to be dead. The administration thought this was not a good idea. The teacher in charge was reassigned to administrative duties. I am assigned to administrative duties. My duties are to sign in in the morning out for lunch and out at the end of the day. This provides employment for two secretaries who are in charge of making sure I am being honest. The DoE is no slouch in the use of euphemisms. Language is of course a powerful tool, particularly when you are trying to win a point. We live with No Child Left Behind. This is a euphemism for a series of legislative mandates that provides a way to funnel large amounts of money from schools to private Texas based education companies. We have zero tolerance which means what ever the deans and school security says is law. I would like for someone in the DoE to someday say we are taking this person out of the classroom and paying him/her for doing nothing. Until then we are collateral damage in the great school wars.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7752647510876489454" title="permanent link"&gt;Tuesday, April 24, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7752647510876489454"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7752647510876489454" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Monday, April 23, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="1399314377987801655"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1399314377987801655"&gt;Legal Friday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri0GBQVW4AI/AAAAAAAAALw/TFKvXUG2fvk/s1600-h/wed.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056704575241117698" spid="_x0000_i1030" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Ri0GBQVW4AI/AAAAAAAAALw/TFKvXUG2fvk/s1600-h/wed.jpg" style="'width:157.5pt;height:240pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image006.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\wed.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image006.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056704575241117698" border="0" height="320" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent Friday talking to my lawyer. I actually kept getting put off by her and had to come back and forth a few times. This one didn't bother me because according to the papers it seems as thought the CSA may be close to a settlement on the contract and I suppose they need all the lawyers they have. When we finally met we went over the stipulation and I told her the parts I found most objectionable. It would be easier if she read my blog. Anyway she is calling the boards lawyer to negotiate. I find it hard to think this will succeed. I thought we were going to get new dates. I certainly got a lot of comments on the last post. The DoE is used to things being done in secret. I think they find it hard to have things so open. I do find it hard to believe that they really care about my modest little blog. I know a few people told me they forwarded it to lawyer friends of theirs. The lawyers seem universally horrified by the settlement. The only people not horrifies are the DoE lawyer and my lawyer. I think that they are both used to seeing these kinds of settlements. This may be regular NYC labor law, but I think it is bad law. I would love to see other settlements that have been made with teachers. If any of my readers would like to share settlements they have received I would be happy to publish them. I wonder how private these settlements are. Are they subject to freedom of information laws. It is great seeing the mayor become green. I did notice that some of the money would be spent to increase the energy efficiency of city buildings. Schools are a good place to start. My custodian spent money in trying to fix the thermostat system in our building. Of course the repairs were badly managed by the building department and the thermostats never worked, but it was a good try. The seventh and eighth floor still reached temperatures of close to 100 degrees F on cold winter days. This forced the seventh and eighth floor teachers into opening the windows. There was one upgrade that happened efficiently. All of the lights in the building were switched to electronic ballast lights and all the rooms had motion detectors installed to turn off the lights. I spoke to the project manager and he told me the money came from the state power authority and the project was run by them. He said the payback was less than four years. I have to believe that updating thermostats would have a similarly quick payback. I've been meaning to write about Catholic high schools for a long time. The cardinal keeps making noise about their amazing graduation rate and is working on getting the city to help fund his schools. I think that there are people who buy this thinking. It is total nonsense. When I was in the Bronx I dealt with the fallout of Rice High School. Rice is an all boys Catholic High School in upper Manhattan. They actually get money from the public sector. They get Title 1 money and they have a 21st Century grant and a bunch of other public money. I imagine that their graduation rate is pretty good. Let me tell you a few ways they do it. The first person I ran into could not pay the tuition. Her kid was a junior and she wanted to transfer him to a public school. His grades were not great so Rice did not seem to disturbed. The problem we were having was that Rice would not give us a transcript because the mother owed money. They didn't really want the kid but still money is money. The second two kids were seniors. They got in a fight with each other. Again there grades were not terrific and so the school decided that the fight was reason to not let them come back. They were being thrown out of the school. I doubt that would happen if they were doing well. The third was the worst. Rice is a basketball power house. A mother came in to the office in March. She had a note from a counselor saying that the kid was a nice kid and that he tried hard. His transcript showed lots of 65's and some 55's. The kid was a sophomore. The school was strongly suggesting that the mother was wasting her money and that she should put him in public school. I spoke to the mother about the boy and I discovered that he lived for basketball but that he had not made the Rice team. I finally realized that the kid had been recruited by Rice out of junior high but that he had ultimately been not good enough for their team. They gave him until the end of the season in his second year and then gave up on him. He didn't have good enough academics to keep their numbers up and even though he seemed to try hard he did not have what Rice wanted. He wasn't that smart and he couldn't play basketball. If he had been good in either area he would still be there. But he wasn't so they wanted him gone. If you want a school with great numbers this is how you do it. I think it is a cruel and self serving way to run a school. But maybe this is the ex-Catholic in me speaking. It is certainly not the model that the city should be looking at for success. I passed a restaurant called Pizza and Penne. This one seemed to make sense until I got near the door and saw the printed sign that said, "If you are looking for Zitti, go away." I took that as an anti-Sicilian slur. Can't we all just get along.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1399314377987801655" title="permanent link"&gt;Monday, April 23, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=1399314377987801655"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=1399314377987801655" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/blog"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/DoE%20Energy"&gt;DoE Energy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, April 19, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="8528063183200987069"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8528063183200987069"&gt;Democracy in America&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RieG2gVW3_I/AAAAAAAAALo/ebEYVAQBxXc/s1600-h/isclarge.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055157377697243122" spid="_x0000_i1031" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RieG2gVW3_I/AAAAAAAAALo/ebEYVAQBxXc/s1600-h/isclarge.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:195.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image007.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\isclarge_002.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image007.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055157377697243122" border="0" height="261" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took down yesterdays post because it is causing my site to be blocked for language. I will try to figure out exactly what words I can use before putting it back. Wednesday I received a new offer for settlement. I have posted the complete text of this stipulation with parenthetical comments by me. Pursuant to Education Law §3020-a and the Collective Bargaining Agreement between the Council of School Supervisors and Administrators and the New York City Board of Education _______________________________________________X WHEREAS, the Superintendent has preferred disciplinary charges against EDWARD ** (hereinafter “Respondent”), under File**, SS3**, a tenured Assistant Principal employed by the New York City Department of Education (hereinafter “Department”), and formerly assigned to **** **** High School, in Region 9, pursuant to Education Law §3020-a and the collective bargaining agreement between the Council of School Supervisors and Administrators and the Department; and WHEREAS, the parties desire to eliminate the need for a formal hearing, have held discussions, have had an opportunity to seek the advice of counsel in order to have all terms and conditions of this Stipulation thoroughly explained to them, and now freely consent to enter into this Stipulation; such consent not having been induced by fraud, duress, or any other undue influence; and WHEREAS, no other person not a party to this proceeding has an interest in its outcome, and no party to this proceeding is an infant or incompetent person for whom a committee has been appointed; and WHEREAS, the parties have reached an agreement as to the complete and final resolution of this matter; NOW IT IS HEREBY AGREED AND STIPULATED by and between said parties that this matter shall be fully resolved as follows: 1. Respondent hereby acknowledges that Education Law §3020-a charges were brought against him as a result of allegations involving incompetence, inefficient service and insubordination during the 2003-2004, 2004-2005 and 2005-2006 school years while assigned to **** ***** High School in Manhattan. In light of this Post-Charge Stipulation of Settlement, those charges are withdrawn. A copy of the charges are attached hereto as Exhibit A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(Wow they are withdrawing the charges that sounds great)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 2. Respondent agrees that the terms of his continued employment as an Assistant Principal with the Department, as outlined in Paragraph 3 of this Stipulation, will remain in full force and effect from the date of this Stipulation through the 2007-2008, 2008-2009 and 2009-2010 academic years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(OK, whatever I agree to will be in affect for the next three years, I can live with this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 3. Respondent agrees that a violation of any of the following terms will result in his automatic termination, thereby waiving his rights under Education Law Section 3020-a: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(In other words if I am accused of anything in this agreement I can be fired on the spot. I am not allowed to defend myself or offer any explanation, the accusal is enough, pretty scary position to be in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; A. an unsatisfactory end-of-year rating based on incompetence for the 2007-2008, 2008-2009 and 2009-2010 school years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(Incompetence is a funny term, how do you define this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; B. The term “incompetence” in Paragraph 3(A) of this agreement relates to and includes the following conduct based on a determination by Respondent’s supervisor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt; (Good, lets hear the definition. I am a little nervous about the includes without the word limited to added.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 1) the failure to complete the required number of teacher observations, including but not limited to informal, quality and inter-visitation observations; and/or 2) the failure to indicate dates of pre and/or post observation conferences on teacher observations; and/or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(this is fine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 3) the failure to return observation reports to teachers in a timely manner; and/or 4) allowing students to work without adult supervision; and/or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(wait, they claimed I did that but they never even got close to proving it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 5) the failure to obtain proper authorizations for school trip(s) in a timely manner; and/or 6) the failure to arrange a school related meeting in a timely manner; and/or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt; (What does this even mean. Seems kind of open ended and easy to fire me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 7) the failure to render a satisfactory lesson; and/or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(You mean that someone could walk into my room, say my lesson was unsatisfactory and I will be immediately fired with no appeal. Wow I think I am going to get screwed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 8) the failure to follow through with students who do not attend counseling sessions and thereby allowing student detentions to become suspensions; and/or 9) the failure to provide guidance intervention and/or teacher motivation which results in a lower student graduation rate; and/or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(What are they talking about lower than what, this is becoming a joke.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 10) the failure to fulfill his responsibilities as an Assistant Principal which result in unnecessary pressure on other school personnel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(So now any of my colleagues could say I put pressure on them and therefore I will be fired on the spot, this includes AP's, teachers, secretaries, aids, janitors, school security, elevator operators etc. I don't think I like this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; C. the failure to pay a fine as outlined in Paragraph 4, below. D. the failure to comply with the terms of Paragraph 5, below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(If paragraph 5 has anything about cleaning the principals office or always making sure my head is below hers I think I'm going to quit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 4. Respondent agrees to pay a fine in the amount of seven thousand five hundred ($7,500.00) dollars. This fine will be deducted from Respondent’s paycheck in equal installments for eighteen (18) months, commencing with the issuance of Respondent’s next paycheck for the 2006-2007 school year until full payment is made. Respondent hereby acknowledges that he is personally liable for the full payment of said fine. Should the Respondent leave the Department &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(and we would love to have this happen) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;prior to completing full payment of such fine by way of payroll deductions, the final balance will be deducted from his final entitlement payment. Should Respondent’s final entitlement payment fail to cover the remaining balance, Respondent agrees to make payment for the remaining balance within fifteen (15) days of the date on which his final entitlement payment is issued. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(For those of you who did not see yesterdays post I equated this to the DoE attaching electrodes to my genitals and then charging me for the electricity. Someone responded that it is actually the DoE's way to make sure you get the point that you have been punished. I am sure that is more correct.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 5. Respondent agrees to immediately cease and desist from posting, causing to be posted, and/or to remove any and all references to and/or concerning New York City Department of Education employees, documents and the instant disciplinary proceedings on his internet diary, or more commonly known as a blog site, located at http://www.life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt; (So this is paragraph 5. Do you think that the DoE is not comfortable with people knowing what happens. They do seem to be closer to the Bush White House than to Madison's idea of democracy. I noticed that the Daily News had to sue to get information about buses and even then the DoE kept not giving them all the relevant information. Maybe this is what really needs reforming. Maybe the schools would be more trusted if they were more honest with the public.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 6. Respondent agrees that he will be returned to his assignment as an Assistant Principal. He further agrees that the assignment will not be at **** **** High School in Region 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(Not only do we want to punish you but we want you to not go back to the program you built and the people you love. Seems kind of mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 7. Respondent agrees that if he is brought up on Education Law Section 3020-a charges in the future and if Respondent is subsequently found guilty of those charges, this Stipulation of Settlement will be considered for the purpose of assessing an appropriate penalty. 8. The parties to this Stipulation knowingly waive their rights to make any legal or equitable claims, or to initiate legal or administrative proceedings of any kind against each other, and agree to withdraw any pending legal or administrative proceedings, relating to or arising out of the facts and circumstances of this case, or based upon or arising out of terms and conditions of this Stipulation, except to enforce compliance with this Stipulation. Respondent further agrees to withdraw any such claims or actions that may have been commenced in any forum whatsoever arising out of the facts and circumstances of this case. 9. An executed copy of this Stipulation shall be maintained in the Respondent’s personnel file, the files maintained by the Office of Legal Services, and in the files maintained by the Regional Office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(That's an interesting term, do you think anyone even knows what the term Regional Office will mean next year. One great thing about reorganization is that the chance of all my files becoming lost is really good.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt; 10. Respondent affirms that he has entered into this agreement freely, knowingly and openly, without coercion or duress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(Yea, no duress, no one actually attached electrodes to my genitals, nor did anyone physically threaten me, but no duress...I'm not so sure about that.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;and that he has voluntarily waived all statutory, contractual, constitutional or other rights he may have held in this matter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: red;"&gt;(I guess the constitution doesn't apply to me any more, wave goodbye constitution.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(This last line is an homage to Kurt Vonnegut, goodbye Kurt) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;including his right to a hearing in accordance with Education Law §3020-a. 11. Respondent affirms that he has consulted with counsel in reaching this agreement and has reviewed the terms of this Stipulation of Settlement and voluntarily enters into this agreement with the advice and consent of counsel. 12. Nothing in this Stipulation shall be deemed to be a practice or policy of the Department or Region 9. 13. This written agreement contains all the terms and conditions agreed upon by the parties hereto and no other agreement, oral or otherwise, regarding said allegations and charges shall be deemed to exist or to bind the parties hereto or to vary any of the terms contained herein. Nothing in this stipulation shall be construed as a waiver by Respondent of his right to challenge any existing grievances or appeals relating to the unsatisfactory ratings given to him for the 2003-2004 and 2005-2006 school years or grievances relating to letters in his file. Furthermore, the parties agree that the term “existing grievances” shall apply to those grievances in existence as of the date of this agreement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15.5pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;If you think I should sign, please comment with a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8528063183200987069" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, April 19, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8528063183200987069"&gt;22 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8528063183200987069" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/stipulation"&gt;stipulation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Monday, April 16, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="2491720505718508610"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2491720505718508610"&gt;Joel Klein and I went to the theater Friday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RiPTGLrOrQI/AAAAAAAAALY/GCDo41dCBsI/s1600-h/hecht.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054115310006611202" spid="_x0000_i1032" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RiPTGLrOrQI/AAAAAAAAALY/GCDo41dCBsI/s1600-h/hecht.jpg" style="'width:185.25pt;height:237pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image008.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\hecht.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image008.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054115310006611202" border="0" height="316" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday I went to see a play entitled "The Accomplices". I thought that it was a terrific play. The play was the true story about a guy named Peter Bergson. Bergson came to the United States from Palestine in the early 1940's. He came on a tourist visa. He came to work with an organization dedicated to opening up the US to Jewish refugees. The point of the play is that the US had a policy of keeping Jew out and that the Jew in the US, particularly Rabbi Wise kept quiet because they were afraid that if they made noise than the US would become more outwardly antisemitic. Bergson was not a quiet person. He made a lot of noise, even leading a march of orthodox rabbis on the White House. Weiss kept trying to undermine his movement. Of course I am a Bergson person. I have always believed in making noise. Bergson talked Ben Hecht into publishing ads in the New York newspapers. One of the ads read, "FOR SALE: 70,000 JEWS AT $50 APIECE GUARANTEED HUMAN BEINGS". This was pleading for the US government to ransom Romanian Jews. The important people were afraid of setting a precedent. If we paid the Romanians maybe everyone would want to sell us their Jews. During intermission I walked out and there was Joel Klein sitting in a chair working on his Blackberry. I am not sure when he left the play because I was up front and he was conveniently sitting in the back on the aisle. Joel spent the intermission Blackberrying (is this a verb?). When I went back for act two he was in a corner on his Blackberry. I tried to keep track of him during the second act but he was behind me and I did want to watch the play. I know he left during act 2 because when the play was over he was standing in the back of the auditorium. One of the things about the play is that all the important people, Wise, FDR, Morgenthau spent a lot of time playing realpolitik and very little time stepping back and looking at what was happening to people. It is hard to imagine how these people could allow this many people die without trying to do something. It is hard to imagine how they justified it and how they slept at night. Bergson and Emanuel Cellars wanted the US to bomb rail links to Auschwitz and to open the doors to hundreds of thousand of Jewish refugees. But it didn't happen in 1940 because the country wasn't "ready". This is what important men say. Noisy men say "if not now when". Joel Klein is a serious man. You can tell because he works at 9:00 on Friday night even though he is at the theater. If you told Joel about the lives being destroyed in the rubber room by the slow random movement of their cases through the system he would not really get it. Important people see policy not people. I am not trying to equate us with holocaust victims. I am trying to say that public policy without humanity is always bad policy. People in the rubber room don't understand the economics of what is happening. Does Joel have a spread sheet that shows it is cheaper to keep us here than to hire more investigators. If he doesn't someone has done the numbers. It is possible that we are not here because of a grand plot to show how many bad New York City teachers there are. It is possible that we are here because it is cheaper to keep us here than to hire more investigators. Either way, only important men think this way. The rest of us worry about our families. The picture is Ben Hecht.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2491720505718508610" title="permanent link"&gt;Monday, April 16, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2491720505718508610"&gt;8 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2491720505718508610" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/%22Joel%20Klein%22"&gt;"Joel Klein"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/%22The%20Accomplice%22"&gt;"The Accomplice"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/holocaust"&gt;holocaust&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Sunday, April 15, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="747840413368491947"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#747840413368491947"&gt;Microwave Friday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;On Thursday one of the members of the rubber room got sent back to his school. (This is the end result of most cases) This guy was in charge of the microwave and the coffee pot. These two items seemed to function very well. People threw money in for coffee and there did not seem to be any problems with not having enough money. On Friday the guy that had been sitting across from him took over his seat. I have previously written about these two guys. The guy that moved into his seat decided the microwave posed a potential radiation hazard so he moved it to where the garbage pails had been and moved the garbage pails out of the room. When people arrived they were upset they he had done this, particularly because there was no outlet to plug the microwave into. These people moved the microwave back. What followed was a huge fight with people yelling for security, the microwave being thrown in the garbage and this guy almost coming to blows with another woman. A number of people said that I should write about this. I spent Saturday thinking about how to make it seem funny. I spend a lot of time stepping back from things like this and trying to see the absurdity in them. This was certainly an absurd situation. By Sunday morning I had changed my mind. Really there was nothing funny about what had happened. What happened was that a lot of people who have had their emotions and mental health stretched to the breaking point finally broke. Admittedly some of the people in the rubber room should probably not be teaching. There are people who have serious mental problems. For most of the people this is not true. Most of the people are depressed, bored, desperate and feeling out of control of their lives and their situation. The fact that there was a fight on Friday is not a surprise. The fact that this group has stayed together as well as it has is actually inspiring. If the Chancellor would let me I think that I could create a school of rubber room teachers that would be as good as the best schools in the DoE. I would be proud to be the principal of such a school. The rubber room is a great place to recruit. Not everyone. But the majority of people are good teachers who care. Some seem like great teachers. There are a couple of math teachers who I would kill to have working for me. I'm sorry I was not funnier. But funny is not always the truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#747840413368491947" title="permanent link"&gt;Sunday, April 15, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=747840413368491947"&gt;3 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=747840413368491947" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Friday, April 13, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="4950074461747935728"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4950074461747935728"&gt;Race&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I was watching the NBC nightly news the other day. The first story on the news was about the firing of Don Imus from MSNBC. This story was reported by a young African-American woman. Do you think it was just her turn to be on air or do you think she was chosen for her race. The next story was about all the charges being dropped against the Duke lacrosse players. The interesting thing about this story is that it started to publicly unravel when Ed Bradley reported about it on "60 Minutes". Today I was watching the Today Show and they had the reverend who was at the meeting with Imus and the Rutger's kids. He said that the big difference between Duke and Rutgers is that the Rutgers girls were being threatened and that made it worse. I seem to recall that the Duke kids had "wanted for rape" posters posted all over the campus with their photos on them. I suppose that was not threatening Then came Cornell West and Tavis Smiley. Cornell West has been a professor at both Harvard and Princeton. He wrote an interesting book called "Race Matters". Tavis has a radio show on NPR that I listen to. I have always thought that it was weird that whenever Cornell was on Tavis's show he would say "Hi, brother". Could you imagine a black man coming up to Dick Parson (CEO of Time Warner and black) and saying hi brother. Parson would probably not hit him but I think he might never meet with this guy again. What makes Cornell West and Tavis Smiley brothers. If you look at Cornell West he now has an 8 inch afro and a huge bushy beard. What is he trying to do. He certainly does not want anyone to mistake him for a college professor. The next guy was a black columnist from Kansas City named Jason Whitlock who felt that Sharpton and Jessie Jackson were basically crooks who made a lot of noise and then figured out how to make money from it. He felt that it was a bad week for race relationships. I think Jason got it right. It was a bad week because it fed into the feeling that it is the white mans fault for the lack of self esteem many black people feel. It was a bad week because it offered no way out of this loop. Firing Don Imus will not help any ones self esteem. My wife works in a school filled with kids who believe in no snitching. I worked in a school where the Chinese kids were assumed to be good in math. When the conversation revolves around "nappy headed hos" it misses the point of what is wrong with race relationships in America. My experience is that a lot of black kids come to me with low self esteem. They don't really see themselves as succeeding. When you ask them about what they are going to do in the future many will tell you they are going to become doctors or lawyers. This is wishful thinking but not something that most of them really believe. If you ask them how they are going to become doctors if they can't pass Living Environment they tell you that you are hurting their dreams. People with high self esteem do no react this way. This has become a major problem in the black community. Sharpton is not helping this at all. I have seen some interesting research lately about speaking honestly with 7th graders about expectations. Bringing out how they perceive themselves and how it is tied into racial and ethnic stereotypes. When you do this at the beginning of the 7th grade black kids do better. It is the dialog that works, not suppression. I am having a great deal of difficulty with the term African-American. My kids from the Caribbean think the term sucks. Rather than write Caribbean-American, Panamanian-American, Guyanian-American etc. I think black works better. I usually don't write on the weekend but today was so strange in the rubber room that I am thinking of trying to write about it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4950074461747935728" title="permanent link"&gt;Friday, April 13, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=4950074461747935728"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=4950074461747935728" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, April 12, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="5864058412577811827"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5864058412577811827"&gt;The Rubber Room Redux&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I felt that I should describe what the rubber room looks like now. People have made themselves at home. I have chosen a seat in the corner where almost no one talks to me. On the wall to my left is the cat laminated onto wood that I originally used to build a table. The DoE has finally provided enough tables for everyone to have a table without having to build one. The room does seem more crowded. The wall on the left also has a picture of Tyra banks and a sign that says art show '06. There is an interesting 5 gallon water bottle that has been collaged and has artificial flowers coming out of it. People have put up various poster including one for Les Miseables ( how appropriate) and a lot of paper mache flowers that someone put up all over the walls. There are also three hearts that I suppose are left over from valentines day. The last time I was here there was only one garbage pail that was always full, now there are two. One of the teachers took a little table and put a table cloth on it and a milk carton that she turned into a book shelf. It is very cute. She is one of our resident artists. Most people spend their day reading playing games or working on their computers. It seems to be noisier in the morning than in the afternoon. A number of people seem to fall asleep while reading. The best guy wears dark glasses so you don't know if he is asleep or not. The hallways now have more people in them and some people find little corners and sit on the floor to read. The whole place has a sense of what I imagine an Okie camp was like during the depression. The room has acquired a shared microwave and a coffee machine. The Thursday before the break most of the room had chipped in to have a hot catered meal delivered. This was their party to celebrate the up coming 10 days away from this mind numbing place. I could not blame them. A group of people do exercises each day, one guy does push ups, another group walks up and down the stairways just to keep themselves healthy. This place has become a family. It is a great survival mechanism. A friend emailed me and said that I sounded more angry than I had in a long time. This is probably true. I read an article about what happens in &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/guant-namo-2"&gt;Guantánamo&lt;/a&gt; when you take away prisoners rights. Prisoners eventually just don't care about what they do because they know they have no control over their lives. This makes them very difficult to manage. This is the downside of taking away peoples civil rights. At this point I feel as if I have no civil rights and no control over my life. The DoE will talk to my lawyer, but not to me. They are apparently unwilling to negotiate so therefore I am very quickly losing what ever restraint I felt in what I say. Someone should investigate the ridiculous waste of energy and addition to greenhouse gases caused by the DoE. In a time of global warming the 8th floor in my school would consistently have temperatures above 90 degrees F every winter morning. I kept a computerized thermometer in one of the rooms and there were times where it actually got to 100 degrees. The answer to this was to open the window and allow the excess energy out. It is bad for our students and our environment simultaneously. The DoE is a great organization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5864058412577811827" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, April 12, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5864058412577811827"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5864058412577811827" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/DoE%20Energy"&gt;DoE Energy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Wednesday, April 11, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="2197563213978662512"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2197563213978662512"&gt;Dreams&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RhzvYrrOrPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0s4EVuAVxrc/s1600-h/kiss.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052176089322794226" spid="_x0000_i1033" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RhzvYrrOrPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/0s4EVuAVxrc/s1600-h/kiss.gif" style="'width:135pt;height:225pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image009.gif" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\kiss.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image009.gif" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052176089322794226" border="0" height="300" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone dreams. The feeling among neurologists is that dreams are necessary in order to process things that happened that day from short term into long term memory. This does not really explain why we dream in narrative stories. There have been lots of psychological explanations for why people dream and what dreams mean. Usually I don't remember my dreams so psychologists have nothing to work with. Last week I managed to remember some of my dreams. R and I went to Philadelphia just to get away and to see the King Tut exhibit. The first night I had a vivid dream. I was in the rubber room except that it was a steeply inclined lecture hall with wooden seats. People were seated in random groups around this room. The room was a surplus DoE school room. It was obviously a very uncomfortable place to sit. That day a new person came into the room. This was not unusual, but there was something not right about this guy. I felt that he was not a legitimate rubber room member but a plant. I arranged to sit next to him and to tell him every one's story and to tell him the psychological damage that the room was doing to the people who were members. After a few days we were leaving together and he said he had to go in a different direction. I knew something was up. The next day he showed up and sat in the first row and announced that he wanted to talk to everyone. He started speaking about how shocked he was about the conditions in the room he said he planed on changing how things were done. His boss then walked into the room and started to whisper to him and he suddenly started backing away from everything he had just said. I stood up and started telling him how awful the place was and that he should not back down from his original feelings. He couldn't really hear me so I raised my voice and spoke louder. At this point I woke my wife up and then I woke myself up. I was obviously yelling in my sleep. My wife said I was eloquent and used big words even though she could not understand what I was talking about. It took a long time to get back to sleep, so much for getting away. Last night I dreamed that I was involved in correcting Regents exams. I was having some problem with the scanners. I then remember having something to do with my Principal and then I was feeling angry and frustrated. It was like the bad old days. My dream then switched to a stone creature who was alive. This creature need to be fed all the time. If you got to close to it it would start trying to eat you. The only part that seemed to move was the mouth. For some reason, keeping this creature alive was very important. It would eat its own ear, but that did not keep it full for very long. Not much seemed to satisfy this creature except human flesh. To solve this problem some people with terminal cancer agreed to help. They would sit in a chair and someone would come along and rip off part of their arm and feed it to the creature. I wonder what Jung would think of that dream? The stone creature actually makes some sense because I had been looking on line at a statue called the Kiss by Brancusi. I printed it above. People here are reading my blog. One woman came up to me and said that I am too easy on the process. I do try to give the light side of what is happening to me. I am trying to see the absurdity of my situation and my environment. The truth is that things are absurd and they are tragic. People are accused of saying something bad to a kid and then spend a year in this room. This woman went to court and was told that she could plead guilty and get three days of community service. She said she didn't want to plead guilty and was told that all the DA's were at training sessions and so she would have to come back in June. I should be angry. Klein and the boys at the DoE keep yelling about how the UFT is stopping them from firing all of these people. They want reform. I believe that in order to prove his point Klein has slowed down how long it takes to investigate incidents. This has the effect of increasing the number of people in the rubber room. Klein can than use that number to justify blaming the union. It is not the union. It is Klein that has caused this. One guy has been here six months and has not been charged. I spend 3 months before I was charged. I think that people should be mad. I can understand this woman's frustration with the system. There seems no end. We are pawns in a political game of chicken between Klein and the UFT and to a smaller extent the CSA. My case is once again falling apart. The DoE does not want to change the wording of my settlement. They want me to serve for the next three years with the provision that if anyone in the DoE wants to fire me they will be able to do it just by accusing me of anything. I will have no appeal, they will be just able to say I did something wrong and fire me. This is what the DoE wants to do to all APs. I suppose Klein wishes that he had the power to just fire people if he wants to. Klein wants principals to have this power. In my case it seems as though the stars have lined up against me. The LIS may be showing that she can be tough with me and deserves to belong in Klein's inner circle. It does not appear to disturb this woman that most of the AP's in the building do not support the principal. It does not disturb her that she has never spoken to me. If does not seem as if she has read any of the trial transcript. The politics are such that principals are to be considered CEOs with absolute power to hire and fire APs and anyone supporting this policy is looked on kindly. Justice is not part of any ones vocabulary. Klein would rather sacrifice schools than back down. At lunch today I passed a restaurant that was Korean Mexican. Wonder how many of those there are. I am not sure being angry is better than being funny. I saw an interview with Naomi Campbell Monday. Apparently the PR guy from the city setting up her community service would not let her be driven into the garage. She had to get out and walk through all of the cameras. A perp walk. Instead of covering her head with a coat she chose to dress beautifully every day. In the process she made fun of the whole thing and she sold a lot of clothes. She said the boots she wore on the first day were not going to be made commercially except the company had 1800 orders the next day. I hope Naomi got a cut.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2197563213978662512" title="permanent link"&gt;Wednesday, April 11, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2197563213978662512"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=2197563213978662512" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/%22Naomi%20Campbell%22"&gt;"Naomi Campbell"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/%22The%20Kiss%22"&gt;"The Kiss"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Friday, March 30, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="7161667360668420892"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7161667360668420892"&gt;Food&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rg2DJopmP3I/AAAAAAAAALI/g-Q_TDkKMRk/s1600-h/seder.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047834958906146674" spid="_x0000_i1034" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rg2DJopmP3I/AAAAAAAAALI/g-Q_TDkKMRk/s1600-h/seder.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:267pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image010.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\seder.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image010.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047834958906146674" border="0" height="356" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 132 One of the fun things about living in NYC is the number of food options you have. I usually try to take out of town guests to a place in little Italy that only serves rice pudding. You can't find a place like that in Buffalo. Today I had lunch in a place called Supermac that only serves Macaroni and Cheese. The line was out the door. Actually they also have desert. They have rice pudding. The weather was nice today so I took a long walk. At one point I walked across 23rd Street and passed three restaurants next to each other. One was called Trailer Park and served NYC's version of trailer park food, pulled pork, beer, french fries. The second one was a German fast food restaurant that served healthy food in a stainless steel and white restaurant. The third was a place called Burger and Cupcake. That's what they served. Who would have come up with this concept? In order to open a restaurant you need a lot of money. That means you have to go and pitch your idea to some type of backer. I can imagine the pitch. Sean and Brenda enter the office of JB. Brenda is holding their beautifully bound business plan in her arm. They sit around a polished table and start. Sean starts speaking. "Our research has shown that people are stressed out in New York. What they want to eat is comfort food and what is more comforting than a hamburger and a cupcake for desert." Brenda shows JB the spread sheets with all of their projections. JB leans back and thinks about what he has seen. He then leans forward and says, "I think you are correct in feeling that New Yorkers need comfort food. The problem I am having is that when I think of comfort food I usually think of macaroni and cheese and maybe rice pudding as desert." Sean immediately gets to his feet and says, "That's it! What a brilliant idea JB. We'll do it. We'll call it Supermac." Of course if my wife was designing a restaurant like this she would have spaghetti and ketchup and gray beef with canned string beans. The DoE is giving me trouble about the changes I want in my settlement. I figure that there are three possible reasons for this. One, the principal is so pissed off that she has called her protectors and made a lot of noise. Two, the LIS is annoyed that they settled because she signed off on this and it collapsed so quickly that she doesn't look good. The third and I think most likely reason is that with the reorganization of the DoE everyone is afraid for their job. Anyone who can show they are tough on APs will be a hero and will be a hero in the eyes of Klein.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7161667360668420892" title="permanent link"&gt;Friday, March 30, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7161667360668420892"&gt;7 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7161667360668420892" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/Macaroni%20and%20Cheese"&gt;Macaroni and Cheese&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, March 29, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="3231918794712478890"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3231918794712478890"&gt;We Wish to Inform You&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rg1_-4pmP2I/AAAAAAAAALA/g4oV7-J115A/s1600-h/hand.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047831475687669602" spid="_x0000_i1035" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rg1_-4pmP2I/AAAAAAAAALA/g4oV7-J115A/s1600-h/hand.jpg" style="'width:240pt;height:159.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image011.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\hand.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image011.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047831475687669602" border="0" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 131 I just finished reading this amazing book entitled "We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will be Killed With Our Families: Stories from Rwanda" by Philip Gourevitch. I bought the book because I had heard the author speak at my wife's synagogue. I thought he had an interesting take on the Holocaust. He seemed to not like the museum in Washington because he felt that it created this sort of Holocaust mythology that did not help. I think Gourevitch went to Rwanda because he was trying to understand how it happened and what can be done to prevent it from happening. What is clear is that in a period of about three weeks about 1 million Tutsis were killed by the Hutus in Rwanda. This is an extremely difficult thing to do. It can only be done if many people participate and if bodies are just left in the road. The Germans never could have done it because they were too neat. Eventually the war ended because the Tutsis came from Uganda and took over the country. The book is partially about the killings and partly about the attempt to put the country back together. I am not sure that Gourevitch ever really explains how people get to the point of attempting to ever murder a whole group. He rejects one of the explanations I have heard. He rejects the idea that this happened because the country was suffering from famine. I almost think that he comes down on the side of any group of people, with the right leadership, can be led into genocide. Particularly if they feel powerless. Gourevitch has an interesting take on how to solve this problem. He feels that all this international compassion and talk, such as we see today with Dafur is useless. He feels that the international community is not willing to protect these people so the answer is to arm them and let them fight back. This is an interesting take for a Jew. I think what disturbs Gourevitch so much about how we teach the Holocaust is that we teach about the martyrdom of the Jews instead of emphasizing the times they fought back. We do not talk about why they didn't fight back more. I am still sitting hear in the rubber room. Apparently no one is willing to sign off on the changes in my settlement. At least I get to still write my blog. If you look at the center of the photo you will see what looks like hand prints. These are petroglyphs and were made but the native Americans that originally lived outside Las Vegas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3231918794712478890" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, March 29, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=3231918794712478890" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Labels: &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/search/label/Rwanda"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Wednesday, March 28, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="5529191180739070734"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5529191180739070734"&gt;Back in Manhattan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rgrp5YpmP1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FMbYnEPEaic/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0140.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047103504500801362" spid="_x0000_i1036" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rgrp5YpmP1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FMbYnEPEaic/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0140.JPG" style="'width:240pt;height:159.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image012.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\vegas2-07-0140.JPG"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image012.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047103504500801362" border="0" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 130 Every time they want me to sign papers they transfer me back to Manhattan. This is really the rubber room. The one that will eventually make you crazy. I got their at 8:00 AM signed in and then asked around to see if there was an empty seat. I know my rubber room protocol. I found a seat and drank my coffee. At 8:30 a woman came in and sat down two tables from my table. Apparently the tables had gotten moved a little bit and she didn't have enough room. She asked the next table if they would mind moving their table a little. One guy said fine, the guy across from him said that if she moved a chair she would have enough room and he wasn't going to move the table. The first guy starts yelling that he is being unreasonable. These two guys start yelling at each other. I thought they were kidding but apparently they were not and apparently they do this all the time. You have to realize that they sit across from each other by choice. One of them could move. I suppose that that would cause the mover to lose face. Eventually the situation sort of got solved and then the woman who originally asked stood up and asked everyone for silence. 98% of the room became silent, one or two people were still quietly talking. She once again asked for silence. So like a teacher. I'm not going to start until everyone is quiet. She then started talking and immediately started crying. She said that she came in that day feeling good. That the fight had destroyed her mood. That it was her 60th birthday and she had brought cookies for everyone. The guy who was harassing her the most then announced to the group that we should all sing happy birthday, so we did. When I first started teaching I would always have one disruptive kid in the class. This kid would eventually stand up in front of the class and tell everyone to be quiet so that the teacher can teach. You learn that you can not allow this kid to become the enforcer because then you have lost the class. This guy leading happy birthday was this kid grown up. Someone commented that I should shut up because I have won. I don't think that this was ever a win lose situation. The only person that could every have won was the principal. She could only have won if I had gone quietly away. I was never in a position to win. I spoke to some other people in the rubber room today and one of the interesting things is that every settlement that anyone has received has included a clause that you will not sue the DoE. In other words we can falsely accuse you, manufacture evidence, and do anything else we want to and if you want your job back we will only give it to you if you agree to not sue us. I do want my job back so I will probably sign this. I have no real stomach for suing anyone and extending this ordeal any longer. Being happy and satisfied is much more important to me than revenge. It does seem though that this clause should not be legal. I am also signing that I have not been coerced into signing the document. This clause would seem to be prima facia coercion. I would love to be a part of a law suit to permanently ban this clause. No word from my lawyer today so I am still writing. The photo on the top is not meant as a comment on the rubber room. These are wild burro's at Red Rock Canyon Park.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5529191180739070734" title="permanent link"&gt;Wednesday, March 28, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5529191180739070734"&gt;1 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5529191180739070734" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Tuesday, March 27, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="8298999997006846836"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8298999997006846836"&gt;The End is Near&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RglmhkQFNMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fUiGi2FeoDc/s1600-h/aligned_vegas2-07-0044.JPG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046677584298194114" spid="_x0000_i1037" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RglmhkQFNMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fUiGi2FeoDc/s1600-h/aligned_vegas2-07-0044.JPG.jpg" style="'width:159.75pt;height:240pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image013.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\aligned_vegas2-07-0044.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image013.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046677584298194114" border="0" height="320" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 129 Today's blog may be a little bit long. One of the items in the settlement I am negotiating is that I shut down my blog. I guess free speech is threatening to the DOE. I don't think I really understand why this rambling journal is such an issue that it would become part of my settlement, but it is. As a card carrying ACLU member I am disturbed by this. I am obviously on the student's side of the "Bong Hits 4 Jesus" Supreme Court case. The decision to give up my right to free speech is difficult. Though I feel that I am a highly principled person, I am not sure I am willing to be a martyr. I'm only 75% Catholic. I've been thinking about how lies get created. For instance, there is this teacher on the first floor of my building who gave the DOE's lawyer a memo he supposedly wrote in March of 2005 about a trip I took. The memo was another piece of evidence that I had done a bad job of setting up the trip. The memo is not like a new copy of the bible. No one is going to do carbon 14 dating on it or analyze when the paper or ink were manufactured to prove it was written when it was dated. Luckily the memo refers to something that did not happen until September of 2006. It is obviously a lie. How does a lie like this happen. Did the principal go to this guy and tell him to write a memo supporting her? I don't actually think that is how it happened. I think those kinds of lies happen, but not that often. More likely the principal went to this teacher and asked him to check his records for anything that could be used against me. The teacher is close to retirement and he has two main goals in the time he has left. Work as many overtime hours as possible to up his pension and teach as little as possible so that his last few years will be easy. When the principal asked him to check his files he felt that it was important to stay on her side. He may even have remembered being upset about something in March. It therefore became easy to write a memo, back date it and give it to the principal. The principal was happy, he kept himself in her good graces, and a lie was created. It is my guess that a lot of lies happen this way. When I first moved to Brooklyn the neighborhood was basically Italian working class. The stores sold candy, pizza, and Capadomonte pottery. There were 4 shoe makers and 6 tailors. You could not buy the Sunday Times on Saturday night, you could buy the racing final of the Daily News at 9:00 every night. Things eventually started to change. Teachers, journalists, lawyers and other educated people started moving in. One of the first places to reflect this was a store that sold acoustic guitars, sheet music, and other musical things. It was mostly aimed at classical music people, kids taking music lessons, and guitar players. To me it symbolized the changes in the neighborhood even though I am not musical. A few years later a book store moved in a few blocks away and I started feeling more a part of the neighborhood. Eventually the neighborhood became hot and the houses started selling for ridiculous amounts of money. We became a big restaurant destination and there are clothing shops where you can buy a simple dress for $400. Today I rode my bike past the music store. It had closed down and there was a sign saying a fitness center would soon open there. This is the 4th fitness center in 6 blocks. As my neighborhood became "in" and expensive we have become a neighborhood of narcissistic jerks. Ah! progress.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8298999997006846836" title="permanent link"&gt;Tuesday, March 27, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8298999997006846836"&gt;8 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8298999997006846836" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Monday, March 26, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="1797252740210372506"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1797252740210372506"&gt;Alberto Gonzales&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RghApkQFNLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2787V6NoZSI/s1600-h/sean-wed-0040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046354465318581426" spid="_x0000_i1038" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RghApkQFNLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2787V6NoZSI/s1600-h/sean-wed-0040.JPG" style="'width:300pt;height:294pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image014.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\sean-wed-0040.JPG"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image014.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046354465318581426" border="0" height="392" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been following the Alberto Gonzales case the past few weeks. It started with Gonzales claiming that the firing of the 6 (actually 8) US attorneys was done for cause. These 6 people just were not performing up to par. Then a bunch of emails came out in which administration officials seemed to discuss firing these guys for political reasons. On March 13 Gonzales held a new conference stating that he had not participate in the discussion on their firing. This weekend it came out that he had a one hour meeting in which the issue of firing the attorneys was discussed. One aid said that Alberto did not remember the meeting. Another aid said that the meeting didn't really talk about who was being fired, just when. Gonzales didn't even sign off on who was being fired. Gonzalez claims that there are 1100 people working at Justice and this was only 6. Of course it was 6 out of 94 regional heads. These were not secretaries. This is like the regional superintendent firing a principal. I would hope he would know who that principal was. Apparently there are two possibilities. Either Gonzales is out and out lying about everything or he is so unaware of what is happening in his office that he can go to a meeting and totally miss what it is about. The weird thing is people may be more willing to accept that he was lying than that he didn't know what was going on. In the world of politics lying seems to be okay. The bad thing is not the lie but that he wasn't smart enough to know what he could lie about. If he did not know what was happening in his office than he will be condemned because he should know what is going on. If he did a bad job of crafting his lie he will be condemned for the lie, but really what will bother most politicians is that he was too dumb to do a better job of lying. Either way it is not the lie that is doing him in, it is that he is not smart. It is interesting that technology keeps doing these guys in. Nixon with his tapes, Clinton with DNA and now Gonzales with e-mails. The US Government, unlike the DOE, actually archives all email. All these lawyer type guys who have an uncomfortably relationship with technology better learn how to deal with it. If they don't they will keep getting indicted. America is a great country and I have total faith in politicians. Eventually they will develop a back channel email system that will be beyond the snooping eyes of investigators. The other lesson of course is to always use a condom and take it with you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1797252740210372506" title="permanent link"&gt;Monday, March 26, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=1797252740210372506"&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=1797252740210372506" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, March 22, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="6222761189757459696"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6222761189757459696"&gt;Spring&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RgL-qoUepuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WbZO8ExzdQI/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0074_2_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044874540939650786" spid="_x0000_i1039" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RgL-qoUepuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WbZO8ExzdQI/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0074_2_3.jpg" style="'width:199.5pt;height:300pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image015.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\vegas2-07-0074_2_3.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image015.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044874540939650786" border="0" height="400" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture taken inside at the Venetian shopping mall. Being Las Vegas, everything is fake except the statue. The statue is a real person. There are at least 5 people around Las Vegas who do this standing totally still performance. It is an amazing sight because it takes a huge amount of skill dedicated to something with almost no artistic merit. One of the reasons Vegas appeals to me is that I used to design and build sets. I loved the idea of being able to create whatever world I wanted. I often try to do this in my life. If I'm in Tennessee I want to eat catfish and drink moonshine. If I am in Florida I need to wear my Tommy Bahama shirts, San Francisco is sandals and crabs for dinner. Life is one big photography set. I've been following Al Gore's testimony. He is actually saying many of the things that need to be said. If global warming is really important then there are some things that can be done immediately. California is in the process of banning incandescent bulbs. This needs to be done nationally. If you are talking about global warming and you are still using incandescent bulbs it is the same as being against killing animals for human consumption except if they are being used to make cool leather pants. We need to drastically change building codes to make it imperative that new construction and commercial retrofits live up to a very high level of energy efficiency. We need to up the mileage standards in such a way that SUV's become impossible to build. We need to create coal plants that do not produce carbon dioxide. This will cost a lot of money. That means that it will lower our standards of living right now. We need to believe that an investment today will pay off in the future. This is what Gore is saying and so few want to hear. One senator asked Mr. Gore how come people keep talking about global warming and they never mention that it gets cold. This senator is an idiot if he doesn't understand the difference between global warming and a cold week in February. There are many people like him. My problem with Gore has always been that he has talked about changes in life style that did not have a large impact on the environment. Not letting my car idle for 5 minutes is not going to solve our problems. In New York there has been a very large movement to super energy efficient office buildings. This has happened partially out of altruism, but also because of some hard nosed cost analysis. This can happen with commercial buildings for corporate clients who will ultimately pay their own utility bills. This does not happen in apartment buildings because fuel is a pass through. It does not happen in private construction because it ups the price and makes it harder to sell the property. The only solution to these situations is to change the law and force builders to build green houses. The same is true about automobiles. Fuel does not cost enough to make people by more efficient cars. The only solution is to change the laws. I have now been hear through three seasons. Amazing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6222761189757459696" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, March 22, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=6222761189757459696"&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=6222761189757459696" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Tuesday, March 20, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="3078809500952989627"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3078809500952989627"&gt;Wasting Time&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;I know many of you want to hear more about my trial and not read my rants. My trial is at a strange place and so I am refraining from talking about it. Mostly I am sitting in the Bronx waiting for something to happen. (Brooklyn is never refereed to as the Brooklyn. The Bronx is always refereed to with the "the". Does this mean that "the" should be capitalized.) I printed out the ACLU report. You can find it at ACLU.org. What they described was not dissimilar than my experience. They have a quote from Pedro Noguera about over-policing may create an environment no longer conducive to learning. This is interesting in that Pedro was working at my school. He never really seemed to want to explore this issue. I think the LIS probably wouldn't want him to. He does have a great reputation in education research and I think he should probably look at the effect of scanners and zero tolerance. Of course no one would pay any attention to him because people already have ideas on what is right. Someone commented on chasing kids to class who were talking to SSA's. This did not surprise me. SSA's are not paid much. Many of them were kids who walked around the hallways when they were in school. Chatting with students in the stairwells is what they do. Education is not what they do. They may not even understand how education works. One of the things the article pointed out was the 99% of the things confiscated by scanners are cell phones and ipods. Only .7% were classified as weapons. These include box cutters and knives. Not one gun was found. The speed at which my school received a million dollar camera system was staggering. The inability of the DOE to find a few hundred thousand to redo science labs is also staggering. The two times I had thefts and tried to use the cameras to find out who had done it I discovered that I could see someone committing the theft but that the resolution was not good enough to identify them. Other than being used to keep track of teachers and AP's the video system in my school is essentially useless. The UFT supports these types of installations. They do not seem to get that they are only good enough watch teachers. Impact schools receive $180 per pupil for textbooks, library books and librarians. Non impact schools receive $198 per pupil for these items. Don't think that police presence doesn't change how many teachers work in a school, class size and materials. When my school was flooded with police I discovered that they would all end up on the eighth floor. Nothing bad ever happened on the eighth floor. Mostly the police spent their time talking on their cell phones. One last story. When I was supervising night school I felt that students should be allowed cell phones and that they should be allowed to take the elevator to the 6th floor. I felt that if it was my kid I would like him to be treated this way. A few security guards felt that this was a bad idea. As a result they acted out in strange ways. They would show up late to open the doors or they would tell kids that the elevator was closed. It was a constant battle for one semester. I never understood why they needed to punish kids in this way. I was able to get my way, but it was not easy. Another HDR photo. The people in Vegas get that Chinese people like to gamble so they have played up Chinese New Year. This is the lobby of the Venetian &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RgBUk4UeptI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dbBck5fvSeQ/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0014_2_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044124575225259730" spid="_x0000_i1040" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RgBUk4UeptI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dbBck5fvSeQ/s1600-h/vegas2-07-0014_2_3.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:199.5pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image016.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\vegas2-07-0014_2_3.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image016.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044124575225259730" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3078809500952989627" title="permanent link"&gt;Tuesday, March 20, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=3078809500952989627"&gt;7 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=3078809500952989627" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Monday, March 19, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="8646217631633581076"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8646217631633581076"&gt;A Card Carrying Member&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rf7m2qfA_SI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qyXFeEQn-yw/s1600-h/bush.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043722459493236002" spid="_x0000_i1041" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/Rf7m2qfA_SI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qyXFeEQn-yw/s1600-h/bush.jpg" style="'width:159pt;height:240pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image017.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\bush.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image017.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043722459493236002" border="0" height="320" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 122 Actually the title is not true. If you donate money to the ACLU using their web site they don't send you a card. This pisses me off, because I want a card. If anyone is connected to the higher ups you need to let them know that they should send out cards. That said I do contribute to the ACLU even though my father felt they were fellow travelers. (If you don't know that term look it up on Wikipedia.) The reason I belong to the ACLU is that they seem to support the rights of people over the rights of the state. I have always felt that if you are going to make a mistake in government you should always err on the sides of human rights. The ACLU seemed to make a lot of noise in the South when the FBI didn't investigate murders and bombings with enough vigor. The ACLU helped defend the Chicago Seven and many other people who were important to me. That said, yesterday the ACLU released a report entitled Criminalizing the Classroom: The Over-Policing of New York City Schools. Much of what they said is similar to what I have said on a number of occasions in this blog. I have reprinted part of the press release below. NEW YORK - The massive and aggressive police presence in public schools has transformed New York City classrooms into hostile and dysfunctional environments that are damaging to students and disempower educators, the New York Civil Liberties Union and the American Civil Liberties Union said in a report released today. "Children have the right to learn in a safe environment, but making schools feel like jails promotes neither learning nor safety," said Donna Lieberman, NYCLU Executive Director. "In New York City schools today, police personnel routinely curse at children, threaten them with arrest for minor infractions of school rules, confiscate their school supplies and lunches, and ignore and disrespect the authority of educators. The problem starts at the top. It's time for the Department of Education to take back responsibility for school safety and create a mechanism to hold police personnel accountable for misconduct directed at our children." There are two points that are important. First, students have a right to be safe. This means that there are situations in schools that require a police like presence. Students are beat up and robbed. Teachers are sometimes attacked. These need to be addressed in the same way that they are addressed in our society. However, democratic societies can not survive in the adult world if the police start to arrest people for insubordination. Democratic societies can not survive if police show no restraint in randomly stopping and searching citizens. This is what happens in zero tolerance schools every day. These schools are primarily made up of minority students. This type of police presence does not make students safer. It does make them feel as if it is them against society. It is easier to go after good kids than to investigate criminals but it does not make schools safer. The second point is that police should not be expected to be guidance counselors. It is not their duty. This means that using security guards to remove kids for talking is generally counter productive. Teachers are supposed to know how to deal with kids. School support personal should be used to deal with disruptive students. The function of a school is to change counter productive behavior, not punish it. Sometimes I seem to be too cynical about what is happening in the schools. The truth is that even though things go up and down the trend for the past 200 years has always been toward more freedom. Schools are better designed to deal with students as human beings than they were in 1900 or even when I went to elementary school. I do feel that we are just in a down period and that schools will become more democratic in the future. I have always asked myself if I would like my kids to be treated the way students in my old school are treated. I would not like them to be treated that way and so I made sure they both attended schools that had more respect for kids. These schools worked on the basis of not confronting students. They had less criminal behavior than my old school. I would argue that treating kids with respect caused less criminal behavior. There are many who would argue that less criminal behavior at these schools caused kids to be treated with respect, but I do not believe that this is true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8646217631633581076" title="permanent link"&gt;Monday, March 19, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8646217631633581076"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=8646217631633581076" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Thursday, March 15, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="7322460304391283544"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7322460304391283544"&gt;Feed the Elephant&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RfmT-dAyOxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AAdS5GisJ14/s1600-h/exit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042223958967073554" spid="_x0000_i1042" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RfmT-dAyOxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AAdS5GisJ14/s1600-h/exit.jpg" style="'width:159.75pt;height:240pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image018.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\exit.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image018.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042223958967073554" border="0" height="320" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 121 I saw this great quote today. "In India, when we want the elephant to grow, we feed the elephant. We don't weigh the elephant." This was spoken about our test driven curriculum. I spent Monday and Wednesday at my trial and I spent Tuesday with my lawyer so this week so far has been all about me. Someone in a comment criticized me for being too self involved. I am not sure what they expected of me but my self involvement has been necessary. Monday was direct testimony from the principal and Wednesday was the beginning of our cross examination. Unfortunately at this point I can not speak about any of this. One of the unusual things about my trial is my desire to have it public. This means I have had various people there watching what was going on. Everyone is amazed at how calm I seem. This is a combination of knowing I did nothing very wrong and drugs. I asked an old friend to write what he had seen during the trial. He is a country guy who is not used to working his way through the public transportation system. We have met many times in the city but he always drives and it is always on a weekend. I am publishing his impressions in full. &lt;i&gt;The rabbit woke up and took the train into NYC. A beautiful ride down the Hudson River. He left the train and fell into the rabbit hole that is NYC. No one in the token booth. Only machines. The rabbit figures out how to get a paper token. Recalls paying $.15 for something with a little Y in the center about 100 years ago. Deciding to save some time later on he buys a paper and a token to use at the end of the day, not knowing that it expires in 2 hours. Why is that? And later that day leaves 2 rabbit testicles on the turnstile as he plunges into it because he has very smartly purchased an extra ticket in the morning. After passing through the metal detector and almost losing his pants because he has to remove his belt he finds himself at the next part of this now standard gauntlet. Sign a book and gain entrance to some corridors. You cannot get into the bathroom without the combination. How likely is it that people have struck into the building through 2 levels of security just to use a bathroom. At least the paper does not yet require a fingerprint. The courtroom is a conference room. There is a hearing officer, two lawyers, the principal, S, R, and the rabbit. Visitors must sit behind whoever is giving testimony so that their facial expressions are not seen by that person. The rabbit sits there watching. He has read the blog. Never knew that a rubber room existed. Is aghast at how long S had to wait until he found out what he was charged with. It appears that the Principal was compiling a file on S for a long time. Years. Waiting for the right moment. The rabbit knows what kind of person S is and recalls when they were little rabbits that he exhibited a strong sense of moral outrage at injustices. S would never do anything that he felt was not in the children's best interest. He would always be professional even if somewhat idiosyncratic. The room is piled high with evidence. Everyone has brought enough minced up trees to compost the rabbit's garden. In fact that would probably be a good use for most of the paper. Documents are put into evidence. Many of these are observations that S made. It is said he did not do all his required observations. There seems to be a discrepancy between a log of observations and observations on file. The evidence seems inconsistent to the rabbit. Some is signed, some not signed, some signed by 2 people, some by one. Some papers have made their way in twice. Some of this gets thrown out as evidence or withdrawn. Sometimes the principal seems to have a hard time adhering to the question. She drifts. To the rabbit, sometimes it seems like those blue regents books, where you just put in anything you could think of and maybe you would get credit for the question. The hearing officer must ask her to answer only the question. Nothing else. This happens a few times. There is almost as much scurrying as in the rabbit warren. The lawyers go out and confer, S and his lawyer leave the room, the board's lawyer and the Principal go out to confer, S and both lawyers go out. The hearing officer, R and the rabbit are always left behind. There is a spigot in the room. It is constantly turned on and off. When it is on; the hearing is on the record. Then two people have to scurry out to talk, and the spigot is turned the other way and the people left behind make idle conversation. The others return and we are back on the record. The rabbit can't help but wonder. Would any of this be happening if the Principal had liked S?&lt;/i&gt; The picture at the top is my exit from the Bronx.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7322460304391283544" title="permanent link"&gt;Thursday, March 15, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7322460304391283544"&gt;2 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=7322460304391283544" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Wednesday, March 14, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="5823580399781948142"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5823580399781948142"&gt;Another Day&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RffixNAyOwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EOxPyOoO_zo/s1600-h/redrock.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041747642798979842" spid="_x0000_i1043" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RffixNAyOwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EOxPyOoO_zo/s1600-h/redrock.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:199.5pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image019.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\redrock.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image019.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041747642798979842" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;A long uphill road&lt;/b&gt; Monday was the final day of the principal's direct testimony. It took all day to finish it. As usual the testimony was often confused and involved a lot of dissembling. There is a document that she gave me and that I signed, after I signed it she filled in additional things. When she was asked about this she gave a very round about answer, finding it hard to admit that she had done this. In another case we were going over observation logs and she stated that she had given us a complete and accurate package of observations. She was asked how come there were 35 observations listed and she only gave us 30. She had no answer. Today we get to cross exam her. I am nervous about this. I gave blood on Saturday. I do this mostly for altruistic reasons. Giving blood is a good thing for society and I have large veins that bleed easily. So it is not a big deal. I can't deny that the cookies afterward are nice. I have also gotten some premiums like a t-shirt, a cd case whose cover looked like a bag of blood and my favorite a coupon for some free gasoline. This was my favorite because it was blood for oil. I also give blood because there is some evidence that you lower the clotting factor in your blood and therefore have less likelihood of stroke. You may also lower cholesterol levels. The other day on the Daily Show there was a guy who wrote a book about inherited diseases and evolution. One of the points he made was that having too much iron in your blood causes diseases to grow. He said that in some cases blood letting may not have been a bad idea. Maybe this altruistic act has some personal good attached to it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="post-footer-linepost-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Posted by Ed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5823580399781948142" title="permanent link"&gt;Wednesday, March 14, 2007&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="comment.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5823580399781948142"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-controlblog-adminpid-770959571"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=34083618&amp;postID=5823580399781948142" title="Edit Post"&gt;&lt;span class="quick-edit-icon2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;Friday, March 09, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;a name="661878055272456220"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17pt; font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-the-rubber-room.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#661878055272456220"&gt;Friday Meanderings&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: black;"&gt;Day 117 &lt;b&gt;Friday Night is Chicken Night at My House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RfHHVdAyOvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gAW7A_S2ZLI/s1600-h/bronx2-28-07-0017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040028629383396082" spid="_x0000_i1044" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jwrUPzD0EJM/RfHHVdAyOvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gAW7A_S2ZLI/s1600-h/bronx2-28-07-0017.JPG" style="'width:240pt;height:159.75pt'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\admin\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image020.jpg" href="file:///C:\Documents%20and%20Settings\admin\Desktop\back%20life%20in_files\bronx2-28-07-0017.JPG"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image020.jpg" shapes="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040028629383396082" border="0" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next week I have trial dates on Monday, Wednesday and Friday so I should be busy. I will try and write as much as possible. Tuesday's trial was cut short because the DOE attorney became sick and did not come back after lunch. This was disappointing because a colleague who now lives in Texas was coming to watch. She showed up after lunch to watch the afternoon and did not get to see anything. This was too bad because I like others to testify to what they see. I think it adds to what I am saying. This woman is a good writer. When you show up at 47 Chamber Street you are confronted by the usual DOE security apparatus, metal detectors and x-ray machines. If you show a DOE ID they let you skip by. This is funny because the only person who would want to bomb this non-descript building is probably a DOE employee. Luckily teachers are not postal workers. We are more likely to have a nervous breakdown or drink ourselves into oblivion. I can't let this week finish without commenting on the Mayor's announcement that he is spending $60 million dollars in an attempt to improve the science skills of elementary school students. The mayor said he was still negotiating with publishers. In other words the city will soon give $60 million to publishers and they will give the city very colorful science books, beautiful boxes filled with CD's, workbooks, black line masters, and test writing software. These boxes will mostly sit in a corner unused except the black line masters. The books will be given to the students even though the teachers will generally not know what is in them or how to teach what is in them. The mayor will not understand why this didn't help. Text book companies in the United States have created this myth that if you buy a program you will solve your problems. This does not happen in other countries. I met with my wife and an elementary school principal and they talked about reading programs. The language they used was filled with publisher names: Houghton Miffling, Harcourt Trophy, Voyager etc. In other words curriculum is all about money. Education today finds itself in the same position as health care. There is a lot of money to be made and the clients (patients, students) are the last ones to be considered. One of the things I disagree with the principal about is why you don't tell teachers the exact date you are coming in to observe them. Actually I almost never tell teachers when I am coming in but I almost always don't stay if they ask if I can do it another day. The principal said in her testimony that she tells teachers what week she is coming in but not what day or period. She s
