Classrooms of 'behavioral special ed' (read: criminals). These are the punks just out of juvenile hall, halfway houses, detention facilities, and suspensions over ten days. Their universal characteristic is total worthlessness. In the wisdom of everyone, they are being 'taught' by special education teachers, who are indoctrinated with the belief that all 'children' are salvageable, that there is good in everyone, and that bad behavior is due to negative influences and ignorance, not evil.
I beg to differ.
Anyway, I had a n episode today in which I had to quickly gobble a fistful of happy pills to avoid attacking an inmate oops, I mean 'student'.
However, I decided what I would do in the same circumstances, without simply violating every single one of them back into the criminal revolving door oops, I mean justice system. I would: Allow a grace period of two days for all the dumbasses to figure out the rules. The rules are simple:
No gang colors.
No electronics, of any kind.
No profanity.
No hand gestures.
No negative comments to teachers.
No arguing with teachers' decisions.
Basically, the rules would be posted clearly and permanently, for all to see. Any argument about a rule, arguing, electronics, etc. hey motherfucker, THE RULES ARE POSTED. Hence, the grace period to start or for new arrivals.
Things that are to be done:
Some work must be accomplished, and I will help.
Some work must be turned in.
You must learn something, and I will do everything I can to help that along.
Essentially, my argument in favor of the rules is this:
"All of you are here due to an inability to follow, or a hatred of, rules and of being told what to do. However, as a condition of your release you must attend this short version of school, to stay outside and to work. It is a condition of your parole, probation, or of your school suspension. So, knowing that NONE OF YOU WISH TO BE HERE IN THE SLIGHTEST, and I don't want to fight you every God-damn day, we are going to come to an understanding. We have these simple guidelines to satisfy your conditions of freedom. I will not violate (send back to jail) anyone without a clear infraction of the above rules. But if you fuck with me, play games, or fuck around or lip off, I don't care if you're having a bad day or whatever the fuck, if you fuck with me after knowing the rules and your grace period, motherfucker, you are violated. This classroom is a short period out of your day, and it is temporary. I am making this as pleasant as possible for everyone, and if you get in my way on the road to inner peace, I will destroy you".
On the plus side, the inmates oops, I mean students, started the rumor that I am some kind of horrible jailbird fulfilling his community service by working with kids. I like this rumor, it makes me laugh. And it is uncomfortably close to the truth.
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