This has been a tough week.
Oh, sure. It’s been hard on teachers, students and parents.
But what about me?
I seemed to have made of lot of people mad.
Walking back up Michigan Avenue from the rally on Thursday, some guy yelled something at another teacher and me. We couldn’t quite make out what he said, except for the words, “private schools.”
We looked at each other and tried to figure out the sentence that would have had “private schools” in it.
Maybe it was Rahm yelling, “I’m going to make them all private schools. Ha. Ha.”
Then there was the retired teacher who got mad at me because he says I always criticize the IEA leadership when they do stupid stuff, but I didn’t write a post praising them for canceling a leadership meeting today to attend the Solidarity Rally at Union Park at noon.
Of course, I don’t always criticize the IEA leadership for the stupid stuff they do. They do plenty of stupid stuff that I don’t write about. And there are other fish to fry.
Besides, praising the state union leadership for coming to the Solidarity Rally at Union Park at noon would be like praising the Cubs for just showing up. We want more. We don’t expect more. But we want more.
Then there was the old friend who got mad at me because I’m not going to Iowa to register voters for Obama.
We’re old friends, so we hugged it out later. But still.
I got this tweet from Elaine Nekritz who was mad at me for the post I wrote on our lunch conversation.
I get that.
But one of my readers criticized me and said I would make a lousy lobbyist.
Actually, I’m okay with that too.
The one that hurts the most is that I think Ulysses is also mad at me.
I haven’t spent as much time with him this week. All the picketing and rallies.
I know when Ulysses is mad at me because he pisses on the refrigerator when I’m gone.
I’m just glad he’s the only one who does that.