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My daughter will be home soon, and she'll walk past a dining room piled over with to-the-dorm stuff on the way to a long sob behind closed doors at yet another disappointment. And you sit there, smug in your cloister of ... ahem ... wisdom, delighting in the sorrows of others.

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Oh ... and fuck you.

 

And football.

 

I'm sorry your daughter is going through it, I really am. Nothing about this is a delight. There is no delight that there are people in this country who want me and my colleagues to risk our health and our lives to send kids back into a classroom. There is no delight that people were too goddamned selfish to care about your daughter or her profs or her friends or her teachers to wear a mask. There is no delight that the government apparatus that was supposed to give us guidance about how to effectively beat this thing shit the bed. But demanding we just pretend this will all be fine if we go back is misguided. And telling people to fuck off because they recognize that the rush to reopen things is dangerous to people's lives. Save your anger for those who think this is a hoax or just flat out don't give a flying fuck about others to do the bear fucking minimum to slow this down and reopen schools.

In the mean time, I wish your daughter the best and all her friends the best. I wish I had some advice to help with her mental health right now but I hope that I'll be provided those resources as we start with distance learning. Because my low income students whose parents may or may not have lost their jobs or who may have to go to work each day wondering if they are going to catch the disease while trying to put food on their tables are sure going through it right now too. My Hispanic students who are catching this at a disproportionate rate have got to be scared too.

 

What a dummy

 

Made me think of this I've been seeing on FB today

 

Like, maybe, the target of my post?

 

Dabo Swinney, the Tweeter or Tap? (And genuinely asking because I'm suddenly thinking I flew off the handle depending on your answer)

 

Tap.

 

Much easier to just say "fuck you back."

 

They're living the dream in Alabama. High school football without that bothersome going to school part.