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Red Devil, Alaska
 
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So Take Us Through The Alaska Story
How Did Our Graduate Student Get Up There ?
Well, the summer after he was attacked at edison
(it was a student ATTACK, by the way, not a fight
as district personnnel often called it),
Our Graduate Student was driving truck
and decided to apply to teach in Alaska.
He drove all the way up there
to a centralized job fair in Fairbanks.
School districts throughout Alaska,
(which is about 1/3 the size of the rest of the U.S.)
would be there to hire the teachers they needed.

It took about 5 - 7 days to drive up there.
It was a joke. a hoax. a scam.
They encouraged teachers to come up there to get a job.
came from as far away as Florida.
Then they'd give "workshops"
and tell you that if you
"really wanted to live in Alaska"
you could get a job at McDonalds.
Of course I shouldn't have to explain to you,
my dear gentle reader, the significance of that,
but I will just in case
some liberals or conservatives read this.
Teachers didn't come from Florida to Alaska
to work at McDonalds and "live in Alaska."
They made the trek to get a TEACHING JOB
DESPITE having to live in Alaska
with it's -40 degree temps
and the weirdos living outback in the bush.

Our Graduate Student missed that workshop.
Got it secondhand from some woman who was in tears.
The person directing the whole show
had earrings dangling down 3 inches
like that courtroom attorney looking for media exposure -
you know, that court case that was going on around 1990
(was it the menendez brothers ?) -
THAT attorney.
At one point, Our Graduate Student
went into the anteroom she was in
and started talking to her.
She scampered out the back door
and he waited for her to return.
Eventually he found out that she had just
skipped out the back door of that room !
She was like a little brat -
a little brat in her forties.
Enticing teachers up from Florida with job promises
and telling them to work at McDonalds,
skipping through secret doors to avoid questions,
like a bratty little girl.
Unprofessional as can be.

It's Hard To Believe That
Education Professionals Behave Like That,
That They Would Misbehave So Badly !
That's Right.
It is hard to believe.
But, that's exactly why I'm writing this book.
I mean, that guy who wrote "Going To Extremes" described it.
Dinesh D'Souza describes it in "Illiberal Education,"
and Diane Ravitch used to describe it
before she got mad at the mean-spirited conservatives
and went "back to her liberal roots."

Why Are You So Down On Dr. Ravitch ?
She's Your Only Hope, Isn't She ?
Are You Angry 'Cause She's Gone Liberal ?
No. Of course not !
From 1983 to 2003
she tore them liberal educators to shreds.
She had gonads I tell ya.
In "The Troubled Decade," "Left Back,"
and "The Language Police," she made minced meat
of the shallow, FAKE, liberal fascists.
And she meted it out to the right wing blockheads, too.
I'm not surprised by her liberal tendencies.
What always AMAZED me about her
was her willingness to tell them what's for.
I mean, for goodness sake !
She got her doctorate at Columbia !
Now she's at NYU !
Dude ! It doesn't GET more liberal than that.
That's what was so wonderful about her.
She KNEW those liberals and took them to task,
like a teacher scolding her bratty schoolchildren.
Like Our Graduate Student,
she knew those motherfuckers from the inside !
NOBODY's more qualified than Dr. Ravitch and Our Graduate Student
to tear those motherfucking liberals a new asshole.
I would add, "bitchslap some sense into them,"
but I don't believe in that.
The liberals are too resistant to sense
to have any sense bitchslapped into them.
So, Dr. Ravitch and Our Graduate Student can only
bitchslap the shit out of them.
That's all that's really possible with liberals.

But, you see, Our Graduate Student understands
how Dr. Ravitch feels about the conservatives,
how angry she is with them.
He's been there.
She overrated them.
That's because she's too nice and too optimistic.
She thought that because the conservatives agreed with her
about how the liberals are so incompetent
and shallow and full of shit,
that the conservatives had the answers.
But they're a bunch of blockheads
and it's very disillusioning for her to find that out.
Our Graduate Student understands.
He's been there.
He's gone from left to right to left to right and so on
several times, each time leaving in angry revulsion
at the shallow, simpleminded, mean-spirited flakiness.

THEY'RE JUST NOT IN YOUR LEAGUE, DR. RAVITCH.

IT'S LONELY AT THE TOP WHERE YOU ARE.

STOP LOOKING FOR FRIENDS !

GET A DOG.

Your legacy should be to be America's Best Education Historian to date.
If we can pull off some coup
and make you Secretary of Education, fine !
But you sure as hell don't want to be owing any political debts -
not in that position.
Just keep on given' 'em hell.
Both sides.
Keep on telling BOTH SIDES
how stupid and shallow and mean-spirited and flaky and selfish
and totally ridiculous and worthless they are !
That's the truth and you know it !
I know you're mad at the conservatives.
So am I !
They're mean-spirited BLOCKHEADS !
But, for goodness sake, DON'T go thinkin' good stuff
about the liberals now !
Not after 20 years of ridiculing them !
Let's see, wasn't it Dr. Diane Ravitch who said,
after publishing "The Language Police,"
"You have to ridicule them to get them to change." !?
The answer is, "Yes, it was Dr. Ravitch who said that !"
We are education's only hope, Dr. Ravitch.
And it is our sacred calling, our holy mission, our jihid
our sacred and holy war
to MOCK them and RIDICULE them and HUMILIATE them
and DEMORALIZE them and SHOCK them and AWE them with HORROR
by holding a mirror to their face.

That Sounds Like A Reasonable Plan.
Thank You.
Anyway, getting back to our story.
Our Graduate Student got one interview, I think.
Because he's so highly qualified,
they're ALWAYS very interested in him in the beginning.
But then, somehow, the whispering campaign,
the negative networking, the blacklisting
has time to do it's black magic,
and they lose interest.
So, some up and coming young white male superintendant
from some tiny little bush village way out in Alaska
jumps on Our Graduate Student's dossier
and sees that he's the perfect bush teacher
(he really was)
and offers him an interview.
Our Graduate Student had enough metacognitive abilities
to know that he was in no mood to interview
after a grueling weeklong drive.
(I just figured I'd toss a fancy word at ya.)
"I'm exhausted. I'd rather bite somebody's head off
than interview politely right now."
So they interviewed the next day
and it was all about this "eye contact" issue.

Eye Contact ?
Yeah.
See, the night before the interview
they gave him a questionnaire
and one of the questions was about eye contact.
It was one of those esoteric Alaskan native things
that some FAKE shallow liberal was tryin' to make a career of,
and Our Graduate Student was in no mood for political correctness,
so he gave the politically incorrect answer on the questionnaire.
You see, Alaskan natives are apparently
different from everybody else in the entire world
such that they won't look at you, PER SE,
when they're talking to you.
So, they ask a question on the questionnaire
asking how you would feel about that
if a student refused to look at you.
Our Graduate Student, exhausted and irritable,
smelled politically correct nonsense all over it
and he writes that everybody in the world
looks at the person they're talking to.
Of course, there are exceptions
and we're all familiar with them in our own everyday lives.
When someone's angry or upset or afraid
or experiencing certain other emotions,
often they won't look at the other person.
But, normally, people look at one another when talking.
There were, however, a lot of common sense issues
that had to be brought up and addressed
because of the lack of common sense and
lack of normal sensitivity
on the part of the white feminazis
who had been going out to the remote villages to teach
AND be political activists
AND be feminists
AND change the world one native village at a time
ANd change the political and social structure of the villages
AND run the villages
AND turn all the native females into feminazis too.
So, these feminazis are going to the villages
very very aggressive and unladylike
and STARING at people
and AGGRESSIVELY questioning them
and BROWBEATING them
and DEMANDING that they find
the angry feminist marxist within,
like "I, Rigoberta Menchu" ("Illiberal Education, pp. 71-73).
There were other pamphlets and handouts
and questionnaires along that line, such as, for example,
"Do you have enough fucking common sense
not to come into a village and try to change everything
the first two weeks you're there
and take over every fucking community meeting
by imposing your perfect solution ?"
So, Our Graduate Student understood the milieu
that would generate such a question about eye contact
and Our Graduate Student had interacted with LOTS of people
from "submissive" cultures,
LoTS and LOTS more than than the shallow FAKE feminazis,
so he knew what the problem was with the feminazis
and, if he wasn't exhausted and irritable from the drive
he would have penned thoughtful understanding response.
But he was tired and in no mood to entertain political correctness.
He can't remember right now what he wrote on the questionnaire,
but he has a pretty good idea what he was thinking,
"What a bunch of politically correct bullshit !
This is Mythology.!"
(incidentally, another mythology is that alaskan natives
have a hundred million words for "snow." A further
critical study has shown they have
about as many as we do, if that many.)
So, anyway, Our Graduate Student goes to the interview the next day
and it's full of white females.
There were a few white females in the village
and they were the school board.
The up and coming young white guy superintendent said,
"he was breaking all the rules"
by having them participate in the teacher interviews,
"BUT THAT's THE WAY THEY WANTED IT."
So, anyway, Our Graduate Student goes into the interview
and he can't make eye contact with anyone but him.
All the white females stared at the floor in front of them,
THE WHOLE TIME.
They were, like, sooooooooooooo INDIGENOUS.
Who knew ?

So, Our Graduate Student didn't bother to apply at McDonalds.
He drove back to california. Took another week.
Whole trip probably cost a thousand bucks in gas and food,
plus lost wages on top of that.
He's pissed.
But he's persistent.
realizes that this is all 90% bullshit.
He's qualified and credentialed.
They need teachers.
He's the perfect bush teacher, being outdoorsy
and credentialed in 3 high school areas
and having the elementary credential as well.
He gets hired by phone a few weeks into the school year.

Wow ! Hurray !
Where Did He Teach ?
It was a small village that consisted of four families,
three white and one native.
The native family left after a few weeks,
pissed that they hired a white man.

Listen, I could go on for a whole chapter
about Red Devil Alaska
and Aniak Alaska
and the kuspuk school district,
and I probably will later.
It's part of the thread of the conspiracy.
But, for now, your assignment is to read, "Going To Extremes."
It's a book Our Graduate Student read
some time before going to Alaska.
The part about the bush school teachers is spot on.
Those bush teachers he wrote about were up in Barrow Alaska,
but it's reflective of the whole bush teaching
syndrome.

bush bush bush
bush means "The Outback."
Bush means The Presidents Bush.
bush means bobette bush the spandex wearing, underwear-outline-showing,
waddling, junior-high-son-embarassing, white feminist principal in Aniak.

Anyway, Red Devil is symptomatic of the bush.
It was an old mining town.
Of the three remaining families in Red Devil,
two were fundamentalist christians,
and one of them was mormon.
That was the principal and his wife, the teacher.
The other family was just the opposite extreme
(Alaska is a land of extremes.  It is inaccurate
when the talking heads call Alaska very conservative.
It is very EXTREME.  It has extreme conservatives
and extreme liberals. It just happens to have MORE
extreme conservatives because they're all fleeing the lower 48.
But the school system is overrun with extremist liberals.)

Anyway, by the time Our Graduate Student sized up the politics of Red Devil
he was outta there.  Took just 2 or 3 months.
The principal let his fifth grade son give Our Graduate Student
an orientation to the town, scootin' around on their four wheeler.
It was just a babbling stream of incoherent child talk.
Eventually, Our Graduate Student pieced it all together, himself.
Danny Hermann had pulled a gun on the other christian guy the year before.
So the town was polarized.
3 families.
The mormon principal and his wife, the teacher, and their kids
and the christian guy and his wife and kid on one side.
Danny Herman and his wife and 2 kids and sister in law on the other.
Danny's house was the town store, though,
and whenever anybody visited town, like the dentist or something,
they stayed at Danny Herman's house.
At least he had a personality.
You could say he was a colorful figure.
His house was the store and the place for strangers to go.
Nobody visited the christians,
though Our Graduate Student, the teacher,
had dinner once with the christian guy and his wife
and a couple of times with the principal,
but only when his wife was in some other village.

Danny's local friend was Wilmarth, who won the first Iditarod.
They both were pilots.
The christian guy said Wilmarth cheated
cause he flew some fresh dog teams out in the middle of the race.
Next year, he said, they changed the rules to stop that.
Danny was a little guy in his 30's and he drank.
The christian guy said that Danny once bragged about killing somebody.
He said he suspected Danny of killing the Japanese American guy who owned the store
and who hadn't been seen nor heard of for months.
His wife ran the Red Devil post office
and those little Alaska post office read everybody's mail if they feel like it,
and they hadn't seen a letter from the Japanese guy in months.
The christians were boring and stiff
and the principal's wife hated her new job as a traveling teacher,
traveling to all the alaskan native villages.
She wanted her old job back, which was basically getting paid $50,000/year
to tutor her own kids.
But that was Our Graduate Student's job now.
The reason he was hired was to tutor their daughter in math
because she was a high school senior now
and nobody else could teach math at that level.
Our Graduate Student didn't understand right away
that that was the reason he was hired.
There were only 9 kids in the school, 7 after the native family
moved to Aniak because they were mad that a white man had been hired.
Our Graduate Student visited Danny Herman's house a lot
because it was a store
and the only public place in town to visit.
Danny Hermann had an attitude problem
and he had tried to intimidate Our Graduate Student at first
but that didn't get far.
Our Graduate Student didn't take shit from anybody.
This was not the liberal, sensitive pushover they were hoping for
in the new "tenderfoot."
Our Graduate Student's m.o., as you should know by now,
is to basically say "Fuck YOURSELF !"
to anybody who tries to say "fuck you" to him.
But, the frontier being what it is,
you lived with your neighbor.
You had to.
A couple of months later
Our Graduate Student's talkin' to
the superintendent down in Aniak.
Superintendent, a worthless old irish white guy,
tells him a previous teacher out in Red Devil
had died of exposure.
Later on that year, Our Graduate Student
is applying for a warehouse job in Anchorage.
Some girl (named Zimmerman, I think) in personnel
tells him their company's policy about Red Devil.
She tells him their company wouldn't allow
their employees to go to Red Devil for any reason,
wouldn't make deliveries there,
because Red Devil was too dangerous.
That's a lot to say for an Alaskan company
where they fly all around all the time
in little tiny planes made of
cardboard and balsa wood and bubble gum,
and fight grizzlies and polar bears.
Our Graduate Student was invited to play poker one night
with wilmarth and hermann.  He just watched.
"I'll play my OWN game.  On my OWN terms."
That's how he handled wilmarth and hermann,
just like he handled that "physics teacher" guy
and the math dept chair where he did his student teaching.
"no thanks. you go right ahead though.
In case you hadn't noticed, I'm as busy as hell.
No time for pinochle.
No time for head games with you assholes.
Of course, if you hadn't been FUCKING with me all semester
maybe I would have joined you. ASSHOLES."

So, Anyway,
It Begs The Question,
"Does Our Graduate Student Think That
hermann and wilmarth killed that teacher
who 'died of exposure'?"
Yup.
He sure does.
That's what the superintendent was implying.
I've already outlined the story.
You do the math.

I'm just tellin' you what I heard and what I observed,
and what I think.
Everyone's innocent until proven guilty.

There wasn't anything to do out there
except go for long walks
and it got down to 20 below or more all the time, even 40 below or more.
It wouldn't take much effort to go out with a young teacher
and pull a gun on him or get him drunk
and get him to take his coat off somehow.
Next thing you know, hypohermia sets in
and the victim starts shedding their OWN clothes.
Next thing you know they're frozen to death.
Hypothermia.
Pretty clever way to kill somebody.
No bruises. no fingerprints or dna.
no gunshot wounds.

One day Our Graduate Student
went for a plane ride
with hermann and his son
out to a camp ground they were building in the snow.
hermann flew away.
"Why" Our Graduate Student doesn't know,
but he knows they would have frozen to death
if he didn't return.
He did return after a little while,
but he didn't have enough time
to have gone back to Red Devil,
so it left Our Graduate Student wondering
what he was up to.

They Carried Guns Out There ?
Yes.
It's a frontier.
Grizzly bears an' stuff.
The first couple of weeks Our Graduate Student was there
whenever he took his class our for a jog
they begged to go to the dump.
Later on he realized they were hoping
for an encounter with a black bear
to try and scare the tenderfoot teacher.
Grizzies are a different story, though.
A former superintendent came to Red Devil
and told Our Graduate Student
NEVER to go for a walk without a powerful gun
because of grizzlies.
He carried a 45.

A year or two later, Our Graduate Student
called up the store and hermann's wife answered.
She told him danny had shot himself in the foot.

Like I said, you do the math.

Does Our Graduate Student
think that this was part of the conspiracy ?
Was it a setup sending him out to Red Devil
knowing it was possible he'd be killed ?
Yes.
In retrospect,
considering all the other evidence for the conspiracy.
Our Graduate Student can clearly see
that that theory
(putting him in harm's way in Red Devil)
is completely consistent
with the fact of the conspiracy.

They knew who Our Graduate Student was.
All of their behavior points to that,
but they even said so.
Remember,
when he went to the univ of ak in anchorage the next year
for help with a math problem for the Air National Guard,
the secretary said of the feminist math chair
"she knows who you are.  she wants you to know
that she knows who you are."
Considering the nature and severity of the conspiracy,
how it reached to the very highest levels
(a U.S. senator and governor)
and has lasted sooooooooooooo long
(28 years, and counting),
Our Graduate Student thinks that
it was very likely part of the conspiracy
sending him to Red Devil to be in harm's way,
considering that they knew that a recent previous
male teacher had probably been killed there.

What About Aniak
Where The School District Headquarters Was ?
This is lasting forever.
I want to get beyond this,
up to Anchorage and Palen country in Wasilla/Palmer,
and then back to california.
That's where Our Graduate Student cinched the conspiracy.
1.  yolo county administrator elizabeth ruport
trying to entrap him into committing fraud
in the credential renewal process
(in conspiracy with someone "high up"
in the ca credentialing dept, she said)
2.  U.S. senator barbara boxer
trying to frame him with bankruptcy fraud.
3.  rino governor schwarzenegger,
bitch slave to the Democratic feminists of ca
prosecuting him for a trifle
and trying to make it a felony
while not prosecuting his cronies
for what truly was a grievous felony.
These are the three anchors
that finally wizened up Our Graduate Student
to the 28-year conspiracy
that began with His 1982 Newsletters.

The CONNECTIVITY and the SERIOUSNESS or SIGNIFICANCE
are BOTH there
in ALL THREE CASES.
There is no reasonable explanation for those three events,
unless seen in light of the conspiracy
stemming from his outspokenness against liberal fascism
in His 1982 Newsletters
that certainly appear to have been the intellectual seeds
for limbaugh's program.

ALL THREE are outrageous attempts
to destroy Our Graduate Student
and to ruin his reputation
and brand him as a fraud.

Those are the three main events to focus on.
Those three events convinced Our Graduate Student
that there IS a conspiracy
and then, reflecting back on his life,
he realized that the conspiracy has been going on
for 3 decades.

Telling the rest of the story over those three decades
is telling the story of the conspiracy.
Exactly which events
connected to the conspiracy is a matter of opinion.
The most UNUSUAL events
seem to be the most highly CONNECTED to the conspiracy.
That is, they don't seem to make sense without the conspiracy.
They do seem to make sense in light of the conspiracy.
So, let's keep going
through the nineties in Alaska and california,
and into the first decade
of the twenty-first century.

Our Graduate Student only spent a few days in Aniak.
bobbette bush told him, "we never gave you a chance."
you can make as much of that comment as you like.
Our Graduate Student thinks it is significant
because it summarizes their apparent strategy.
Indeed, they never gave him a chance as a teacher.
bobbette bush was the principal in Aniak,
a town of probably hundreds,
not just a dozen people, like Red Devil.
bobbette wore tight spandex pants,
that showed the outline of her underpants,
at school functions in the gym
that were attended by all the students
and parents of the community.
She had been active in the union as a teacher,
and that is a typical pattern
that politically active teachers become principals
and superintendents.
She eventually became superintendent
of the Kuspuk School District in Aniak.

The principal in Red Devil was annoyed with his wife
but he gave her her wish.
He fired Our Graduate Student.
She would get her job back,
making $50,000 dollars a year
tutoring her two children
and five other kids.
Then she wouldn't have to travel up and down the Kuskokwim River
alone in her motorboat or on a jet ski
all year long, staying at the native villages
where apparently nobody there liked her either.
And they could be dangerous places where white people got killed.
Her husband, the principal of that 7-student school in Red Devil,
certainly made much more than that.
Our Graduate Student knows that's how much she made
because she posted it on the classroom door one day.
She also used to post little sayings
from "Bartlett's Quotations" and other quotation books, like,
"a turtle makes progress when it sticks its neck out," or
"the only thing that can't be recycled is wasted time."
These were digs at Our Graduate Student.
She had declared war on him.

Our Graduate Student surmizes that
hating her new job
and wanting her old job back were her main motives.
That's what a visiting teacher told her.
Apparently she was listening in through the door
when he told her that,
so maybe she thought Our Graduate Student
was conspiring against her.
I think there was a conspiracy against her,
but Our Graduate Student wasn't a part of it.
He had just arrived
and was happy to have a teaching job.
He was starting to find her to be uncooperative though.
After he was asked to resign,
when he went down to Aniak
to confer with the union teachers
he learned that everybody hated her.
Even bobbette bush made it a point to let him know
that she found it completely understandable
that he had problems up there with her in Red Devil.

One of the teachers, trying to evauate the situation,
asked Our Graduate Student how the daughter was behaving.
"She was very helpful, excellent, in the beginning,
but lately she's been a real problem," he replied.
It's the mother, then, they concluded.
They knew the girl to be very cooperative
and she'd only cause the teacher problems
to make her mother happy, they told him.

So the union lukewarmly represented him,
partly because they hated the coles.
That's their name.
I remember it now.
Lots of memories come back in the telling of the story.
That's part of the problem.
I want to just stick to the thread,
but telling the details is helpful
for the reader to understand the whole picture,
and that's really important.
You have to get as much of the WHOLE picture as you can.
Our Graduate Student, of course,
knows a lot of the whole picture
because he lived it.
But he doesn't know what went on behind the scenes.
He can only speculate and make logical, reasonable inferences
about that.
He didn't SEE or hear barbara boxer tell someone
to frame him with bankruptcy fraud,
but he didn't have to in order to know it's true.
If you're standing in the middle of Red Devil
and you get smacked in the head with a snow ball
and you see that there's only one person there
and she's got a bunch of snow balls
and one in her hand ready to throw,
then you know she threw the snowball.
It has to do with probability and reasonableness.
Some things are EXTREMELY unlikely
to the point of being practically impossible.
Other things are Sooooooo probable
to the point of being a certaintly.
It's a certainty with the snowball vignette.
The CONNECTIVITY is extremely high,
though the significance would be low.
That's the way we figure these things out.

So, anyway, cole asked Our Graduate Student to resign
and told him he'd give him a good recommendation
to sub in Anchorage.
That's the way this shit works
in the corrupt "traditional public schools"
run by the unions.
A good recommendation, which our Graduate Student deserved,
should have been given based on the fact
that he was a good teacher, which he was,
not for "playing ball" by resigning.
He flew all the fucking way up from california
out to the frozen middle of fucking Alaska
and principal wants him to resign
because waddling wife wants her job back
so she can make $50,000 a year
tutoring her 2 kids and 5 others ?

So, anyway, the union people hated the coles
and lukewarmly represented
Our Graduate Student.
"she's the brain, and he's the brawn.
that's how they operate,"
one of the union teachers complained bitterly.
"I understand completely
you having problems up there,"
bobbette bush told Our Graduate Student.

But, by this time,
they were probably being fed dirt
from the teacher information network
down in california.
Sounds kinda conspiratorial maybe.
They held back the dirt in the beginning
so he'd get hired into a very dangerous situation.
Then, after he got up there,
they trash talked him down
so everybody'd hate him.
Pretty good way to set somebody up,
if that's what happened.

So anyway (how the teachers acted)...

I had to go do something.
Anyway, enough for today.
I spent more time on that bush job than I planned.
Just one more vignette about
Red Devil and Aniak and the Kuspuk School District.
Some of the teachers talked
some district politics to
Our Graduate Student.
They talked about this one guy,
a science/math teacher or something
who was having a union dispute
with that school superintendent there
the old irish alcoholic kind of guy,
whatever his name was.
So the superintendent banished him to Red Devil.
His wife kinda went crazy
from the isolation and conflict,
"was severely psychologically damaged,"
was the expression they used, I think.

So, enough of that district for now.
Just read "Going To Extremes."
Read the part about when he went up to Barrow
and spent some time with the teachers
until he "just had to get the hell out,"
or something like that.

The union rep in Anchorage said to Our Graduate Student,
"we got to get you the hell out of there."
So, anyway, he spent the rest of the year in Anchorage.
I guess they just wanted him to leave
and go back to california, but he didn't.
The union attorney tricked him.
After interviewing Our Graduate Student,
the attorney said, "You're gonna win."
But he said he didn't want to get into an expensive
"pissing contest with the district's attorney."
So, finally he gets back to Our Graduate Student
and says that the district
agreed not to fire him,
but that he was to stay in Anchorage.
The district agreed not to say "anything bad about him."
The district would pay the union each month
and Our Graduate Student would get a check
from the union attorney each month.

That summer, Our Graduate Student sent his daughter
to the doctor and charged it
to the medical insurance coverage he had
with the district that year
and the insurance company said he wasn't covered.
He called the district.
They said he'd been fired in December or January.
So, the union attorney just lied
and they just paid Our Graduate Student each month
out of union money
because it was only a half a year's salary
and he was at the bottom of the pay scale
and it would be less expense and trouble than defending him.
When the year was over
it would all just go away, and him too they figured.

All right. Tomorrow, Anchorage.

OK, 'Til Tomorrow Then.
There's Always Tomorrow.
And It's Only A Day Away !







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