- At Tampa Tiger Bay, I approached you and Ms. Olson after a meeting to say that your raising your School Board salaries by $6000 more than beginning teachers earned offended me.
- The most recent primal scream you performed occurred at the end of the May 8th School Board meeting.
Mr. Burns: You score big points with a feminist for “chairone.” I can’t tell you how many knock-down-drag-out-faculty-lounge scuffles I have engaged in on linguistic discrimination. The twits at Harvard charged us feminists with “pronoun envy,” and we had one hell of a fight with the weather-bureau sexists getting them to alternate hurricane names.
The practice of naming hurricanes all women’s names was because women were “tempestuous and unpredictable.” That’s the kind of rigorous y-chromosome logic we women must put up with—including your wife and three daughters.
Where I taught, I wore the sexists down by never letting them get away without rebuke when they used a sexist term; then they would get up in an auditorium, use “chairperson,” and holler across the auditorium to me, “See, Lee: I’m using ‘chairperson’ just for you’” as if I were some loony feminist that they were propitiating. If you fight for women’s rights, you must accept the reputation of being the crazy aunt in the attic and wear the put-down as a garland of distinction.
My husband worked in human relations for Metropolitan Life Insurance Company to keep our four children fed and in braces while I continued graduate school at Stonybrook and nursed at night in NYC. He was mayor of our little beach town for over ten years after early retirement; then he couldn’t take it any more and retired to escape from the most tiresome bunch of politicians ever to slap a back. If you beat Primal Screamer, you may kill some of those Board lovelies. So bethink yourself.
The superintendent and Dr. Hamilton are illiterati—
I tried to get the School Board to have the candidates’ terminal thesis as part of the application package. No luck. Jennifer Faliera, as dumb as she is pretty, didn’t see any justification whatsoever for a superintendent’s terminal thesis as part of the application. Your opponent, Primal Scream Le Lamb, once told me at a Tiger Bay meeting when I asked him why he approved Connie Mileto’s getting a $120,000-plus administrative slot with a kindergarten degree—along Dr. Hamilton’s solicitous help according to gossip and his wife’s divorcing him—and Linda Kipley’s getting the head Abu Gharib slot for $120,000 plus perquisites with a home-ec degree (I am not making this up) responded that he thought people ought to be able to work themselves up to the top from the bottom.
By an extension of that logic, the janitors and grounds keepers should have no educational impediments to applying for superintendent. One couldn't be worse than La Elia.
Why did you quit the business world for teaching? What does your wife do? How do you get along in a goddess-dominated house?