Hatreds are passionate but if you need hatred to achieve an identity then you do not know enough about your own likes and dislikes.

Hatreds are passionate but if you need hatred to achieve  an identity then you do not know enough about your own likes and dislikes.  You have the salary as a white guy, maybe a mulatto, who says to himself that he is an uneducated white guy who needs an educated  black guy to resent for identity.  The English understand the vulnerability of being arbiters of the gospel as well as the arbiters of the English speaking world,celebrating the history and bastions that gave birth to various accented expressions without prejudice of the most popular language on earth. But, there are some grudges that may have been sown by the less ecumenical in the English speaking community; grudges held by English only speaking people who are more loyal to some other identity that is essentially not loyal to itself and its own propitiation as an identity, whatever it may be, in that it resents anyone who finishes an exam set in an English only school regardless of the fact that they may be erroneously attached to one of these other hordes of identity groupings unknowingly. Maybe he is Black but to some he is not Black enough.  To some, he is not Indian enough or Asianish enough. He never had to think soo much before as so many people want to think he was favored to graduate but to the perfect blackish people, he is not worthy of favor. He does not have that kind of "Hip out and straight to the hotel room" look. Some say he does on a some days but he is not living for that as he noticed even the sexiest hips have bad endings if you do not follow common sense and follow the discipline.    It is like the Black Half Native woman who had a white Haitian husband in America and produced a Mulatto daughter who married a white man who shot the black mother in 1930. Then they had a 1/4 black daughter who is soo excited to be devalued by a black woman and cussed by her just to see a black woman have some power over her in public as if she could not just confess her ancestry more positively but I saw a Black woman have power over a white police officer a couple of times in California when she was thrown and beaten on the ground on cameras during the Obalmy administration, God bless him, and then she had the power to sue or placard the station.  You could have lots of Black politicians just like you used to have lots of Black school teachers and lawyers before Obalma but it seems that having a pinnacle Black politician is a phenomenon that says the one community that the politician represents the most visually or emotionally has to pay a debt and suffer some kind of pain for this in many other ways; quite often with their lives as if there is some unwritten expectation  that there is an apology for their existence and maybe everybody in society is paying as if you are not really reading the situation. It also seems the equation says other communities are being compensated.  Think of society like a school environment with no abuses of power or like a hotel where the ISO, safety and the customer comes first.   This is about good environments and not about some crazy high school graduate who says she needs to feel like she is apart of something for once in that she is working against her company's brand and its goodwill so that she might get attention.  Now if you need attention or are genuinely interested, please use facebook or phone.  Do not make life intolerable simply because the profile for the customer indicates he is an older graduate who was blessed to have five years of high school with dogfish to dissect in advanced biology class and had a pink locker with old recycled Terrazzo floors and blue railings.   He may have had three high schools but there is only one state syllabus.  Regardless of academic level, it says love thy neighbor and respect thy society.  Legislative enforcement that prevent abuses of power in schools as seen in Mr. D, God bless him, but that also ensure safe and efficient environments for the students that want to learn all they can will continue in every sphere of life; certainly the professional life. How can religious or racial competition rise above legislative enforcement in the Brit Milah. You are paid to remember the rules; not to forget them as you remember your grandfather in the Alamo or at Dieppe as a victim of the Germans or in Waterloo as a victim of the English.  The kid has a French name but his grandfather was part Scottish so what do we do with him? We just use him to get attention for our cause and then dump him after he participated and graduated as you would have expected of him if he was not the stereotype on Fat Albert or Welcome Back Kotter.    It is obvious that the mindset of certain school administrators with a unique emotional quotient  may transfer into some other spheres of life in other roles as they may wish to continually tell someone that they need to have authority in that individual's life; like a "to death" obsession since they were born as a boy but had a sex operation and were changed into a girl or they had dark frizzy hair but spent most of their life dying it blond  and washing it six times a week to have acceptance in a society suffering from new media inputs suggesting a standard; and so on and so on and so on.  We acknowledge your pains but we do not need to endure it and see someone suffer soo much pain in your life over and over again. It hurts to watch you suffer like this. Everybody is hurt. Your students loved you. They did not let you down and we know English was not your first language while you were some Eastern Bloc professional roller skater or track star maybe.  You taught gym. You instilled the fear of God and the law and the order of something if not the Brit Milah.    Your husband drove good Volkswagens on the Cankerbell or Candlendewend  farm and you can't kill every black student because you are afraid someone will think he was your son.  Why would anyone think it? You feel like hell.   But, we love you and remember you fondly. I think have a picture. See my band award in grade 8 and the nice sketches that you inspired when you said "you must believe in something; in yourself" so look at you! You did a  good job!

You feel good!

Thank you and now may we kindly return to life as normal?  Bye for now.