Back to school week. Some kids are eager to return with new shoes and sharp pencils (like my big sister Kathy). Others are a little harder to drag away from the freedom of summer (like Kathy’s little brother).
But for better (Kathy) or worse (me) summer must end and children must once again be forced to sit in rows and pretend to pay attention. It was ever thus.
And teacher unions must, it seems, begin anew a battle with the government of the day.
This year the ruckus is nominally over the sex-ed curriculum. But the real contest of wills is over who will run the education system, the teacher unions or the government.
Try as I might, I couldn’t help but note that some folks have recently stooped to beating up the Ford government with ancient tales of the mean old Harris government.
This gets a little tiresome.
I don’t argue with people who want to trash the Harris government’s record. I just smile and hum a few bars from Bob Seger’s excellent song, Revisionism Street. Why argue? Just hit ‘em with a little rock & roll.
I’ve read recently that 23 years ago Harris’s education minister (a handsome fellow, if I recall correctly) ordered senior ministry staff to invent a crisis.
Seriously. Two decades on and some people still cling to this nonsense.