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Standing Up for LGBTQIA+ Rights: A Personal & National History

In September 2021, my child’s third-grade teacher dismissed his class for recess by using some fun way to divide them, with one group going first and the other going second. He did this often, with the identity of the two groups changing based on his mood. He might divide them based on their birthdays or their cookie preferences, or maybe about their opinions of Harry Potter.

On this particular day, he took what he thought was the easy route and divided them by sex: girls would go to recess first, and boys would go second.

He did not realize his prompt created a true crisis of conscience for my child.

A day later, my eight-year-old child came out to their mother and me.

They did it in their typical fashion. We had sent them to bed and were now relaxing on the couch, watching television. My child should have been asleep for at least half an hour, but they came stepping down the stairs in a Hogwarts robe (in Gryffindor colors) with their footie pajamas beneath it. They asked to speak privately with my wife upstairs, and after hemming and hawing, my wife acquiesced and followed them back upstairs.

About fifteen minutes later, my wife came down and told me it was my turn. I sighed, put down my phone, and walked upstairs, where I found my child smiling and kneeling on my bed. As I reached the top step, they slammed their face into the mattress, giddy with excitement. I sat beside them and asked, “What’s up?”

Without taking their face out of the mattress, they said, “I think I’m nonbinary.”

I don’t remember my exact words, but I made it clear I supported any label they claimed for themselves.

I also urged them to be wary of caging themselves behind a label. If, later in life, they started to experience themselves as a boy or girl, I didn’t want them to feel like it was wrong to feel that way, just like it wasn’t wrong to feel nonbinary.

Finally, I acknowledged the power that comes from matching the right word to the right sense, and I told them I hoped they now felt that sense of power.

My eight-year-old looked up at me and said they understood. They hugged and thanked me for being their dad.

During our conversation, they said they wanted to come out because when their teacher had divided the class into boys and girls, they felt distressed by the question and didn’t know which group they belonged to. But here’s the thing: they didn’t want to come out just so their teacher would know they were nonbinary; they wanted to come out so that any other nonbinary students in the class wouldn’t suffer the same stress and anxiety my child had felt.

They came out so they could protect others.

Yesterday, Texas became the most populous state in the nation to ban gender-affirming care for minors. They are the eighteenth state to target children whose gender, like my child’s, does not align with the one assigned to them at birth.

Using data suggested by a 2017 study from the Williams Institute on the age of individuals who identify as transgender in the United States, roughly 48,000 children between the ages of 13 and 17 are affected by these laws.

To put that in perspective, Manhattan has a population density of 66,000 people per square mile. If you were to round up ALL of the gender-non-conforming youth in those eighteen states and box them into one square mile of Manhattan (as I’m sure the politicians in those states would like to do), you would still need to add the entire population of a town the size of Concord, MA, to that one square mile if you wanted it to equal the borough’s current population density.

Still, with the volume of outrage coming from those who seek to limit the gender expression of these kids, you’d think our country was being taken over by a horde of woke parents with rusty knives who are driven to slice off the still-budding breasts and undropped testicles of all the nation’s children.

But the children affected by the laws in these eighteen states comprise less than 0.015% of the country. According to the same study, the entire population of gender-non-coming youth is probably no greater than 0.73% of the country.

The political party behind these laws — the Republican Party — depends on social issues to stir up the energy of its base. Having lost the original battle over segregation in the 1950s and ’60s, they spent the next fifty years continuing to lose on every other major social issue.

In the 1970s, the Supreme Court found in Reed v. Reed that the Fourteenth Amendment protected individuals from being discriminated against based on sex. This was extended in Title IX of the Education Amendments of 1972, which prevented sex discrimination throughout the education sphere, including school sports, sexual harassment policies, academic opportunities in engineering and the sciences, and discrimination based on pregnancy. It also (and most famously) recognized a federal right to abortion in Roe v. Wade.

With the “Reagan Revolution,” the 1980s offered the conservative counterpunch to the liberal victories of the previous decades. The attempt to pass an Equal Rights Amendment finally failed in the states after having been passed by Congress a decade earlier. Beyond the Reagan administration’s refusal to fight the AIDS epidemic, which was decimating the country’s (and the world’s) gay population, homosexuals suffered another major setback when the Supreme Court upheld a Georgian law criminalizing sodomy in private between consenting adults.

But there were some progressive victories. The power of Congress to extend the Federal minimum wage and overtime pay to state employees through the Fair Labor Standards Act was upheld, as was the right to parody public officials in the media, the right to stage a boycott to enact social changes, the right to burn the American flag in protest, and the right of students to be free from the religious doctrine of creationism in public schools.

The 1990s saw the Supreme Court uphold the fundamental principles of Roe v. Wade, affirming an individual’s right to abortion before fetal viability. The ruling in Planned Parenthood v. Casey extended the right further by acknowledging that an individual’s decision to undergo an abortion takes place in “a realm of personal liberty which the government may not enter.” The verdict invalidated Republican attempts to involve the state in discussions between pregnant individuals and their healthcare providers.

The Court also prevented the state of Colorado from enshrining discrimination against homosexuals in its state constitution, struck down the conservative moralizing of the Internet inherent in the Communications Decency Act and Child Online Protection Act, and prevented public schools from forcing attendees at graduations to listen to religious prayers.

In the 2000s, the Court reaffirmed its finding that the First Amendment’s Establishment Clause prohibits school-sponsored prayer. Santa Fe Independent School District v. Doe extended its interpretation of the clause to prohibit student-led and student-initiated prayer that utilizes school-supplied materials (in this case, a loudspeaker at a football game).

It also overruled its earlier decision in the 1980s and determined that all laws that criminalize consensual, same-sex sexual conduct violate an individual’s right to privacy under the Due Process clause of the Fourteenth Amendment. In Goodridge v. Department of Public Health, the Court affirmed the right of homosexuals to receive a marriage license (allowing for civil unions).

In the 2010s, the Court ruled in Obergefell v. Hodges that the exclusion of same-sex couples from the right to marry violated the due process and equal protection clauses of the Fourteenth Amendment, allowing homosexuals to gain all the benefits of marriage.

Despite capturing the legislative agenda of the Republican party, right-wing conservative Christians (a.k.a. “evangelicals”) had been losing in Federal courts for nearly fifty years. Progressives such as myself might be forgiven for claiming that the late 20th-century rise of the religious right was merely the death rattle of conservative America.

After all, demography equals destiny, and more and more children seem to be coming of age in a secular America with a fundamental belief and constitutionally defended notion of equal rights for all.

Unfortunately, as Monty Python tried to teach us, no one expects the Spanish Inquisition.

The makeup of the Supreme Court changed drastically during the Trump administration. During his four years in office, President Trump named as many justices to the court as President Obama did during his eight years. Two of those justices (Justice Gorsuch and Justice Coney-Barrett) resulted from anti-democratic maneuverings by the Republican leader in the Senate, Senator Mitch McConnell.

In 2016, Sen. McConnell refused to allow a vote on President Obama’s final nominee because, as he said at the time, he didn’t think it was fair to vote on a Supreme Court nominee during a presidential election year. However, when Justice Ginsburg died two months prior to the presidential contest in 2020, Sen. McConnell rushed through the approval process of Justice Coney-Barrett to ensure Justice Ginsburg’s seat was filled by a Republican nominee.

Thanks to Senator McConnell, today’s Supreme Court has a comfortable, conservative majority, even if you discount the predominantly conservative voting record of Chief Justice Roberts, whom arch-conservative critics call a “Republican In Name Only.”

The conservative majority on the Roberts Court has, most famously, struck down its holdings in Roe v. Wade and Planned Parenthood v. Casey, declaring that there is no Federal right to an abortion. The decision empowered state legislatures to determine whether a pregnant individual has the right to an abortion and what limits can be placed on that right.

The Roberts Court also dismantled the enforcement mechanisms of the Voting Rights Act of 1965, erasing nearly 60 years of civil rights protections for Black Americans in the hopes of enshrining the power of White politicians for generations to come.

In October, the Court heard the oral arguments in two cases related to affirmative action. The arguments did not differ from those made in earlier cases when the Court upheld the use of race in college admission decisions, but with the new makeup of the court, conservatives have their best chance yet of erasing the policy of affirmative action, not only from education but from housing, government contracting, and employment.

The Roberts Court has also begun to chip away at the wall separating church from state. The football coach at a public high school regularly conducted demonstrative prayers on the 50-yard line of the school’s football field. When the school decided not to renew his contract based on his behavior, he sued them for violating the Free Expression clause under the First Amendment. Even with lower courts supporting the school board’s decision based on the Court’s precedents around the Establishment Clause, the Roberts Court mischaracterized the facts to overturn the lower courts’ rulings. While the majority’s opinion suggests a narrow interpretation of the case, religious supporters see it as a sign of the Court’s willingness to revisit all its decisions on school prayer.

Is it any wonder that Republican politicians are going after transgender rights? Without abortion, racism, or school prayer to stoke the moral outrage of the rubes in the cheap seats, what other moral scapegoat could they use to drive Republican voters out of their pews and into the voting booths?

It doesn’t help that in 2020, 49.5% of white evangelicals believed that Donald Trump was anointed by God. Add to that the fact that President Trump banned transgender individuals from serving in the military, erased gender identity as a basis for sex discrimination in healthcare, and allowed sex-based homeless shelters to deny access to transgender people (and not just those who self-identified as trans, but anyone who the shelter believed may be transgender based on such fool-proof signs as height, the presence of an Adam’s apple, and other gender stereotypes).

Suppose God’s anointed messenger says being transgender is a sin, and the Supreme Court has taken away all the other wedge issues. In that case, it only makes sense to concentrate your political party’s incessant propaganda on saving the children.

My ten-year-old child came out as nonbinary because they wanted to protect those who could not speak for themselves. After telling their mother and me about their gender non-conformity, they asked us to speak with their teacher so he would understand the stress he had inadvertently caused to his students.

Since my child came out, over a dozen children in their school have confided to them that they are some flavor of LGBTQIA+. I’m talking about nine-, ten-, and eleven-year-old kids here. They come to my child because my wife and I have taught them to be proud of who they are, to stand up for their rights, and to defend themselves against anyone who tries to rob them of their power.

The other students come out to my child because, as my kiddo told me when I questioned the number, “they know I’m safe, Dad.”

Earlier this year, the state of Vermont passed the first law in the nation that explicitly protects healthcare providers from being sued or prosecuted for providing gender-affirming care. This was how my home state told its LGBTQIA+ youth what my child’s behavior told their friends: You’re safe.

My ten-year-old tells their mother and me that they want to be a lawyer when they get older.

I can only dream that they sue these hateful legislatures for violating their children’s right to be and express themselves in every color of the rainbow.

My child’s experiences are nested within a broader socio-political landscape that is downright frightening. The rhetoric and the rulemaking of the Republican party are resistant to change, and our nation is scarred by battles fought in courtrooms and legislative chambers.

While the laws and attitudes we’re currently facing are disheartening, I do not despair. I find immense hope in my child’s resilience and courage. I see it in the way the kids in their school grasp the complexities of sexuality and gender, viewing themselves honestly. Their bravery in accepting and declaring their identities should inspire all of us.

They fuel my motivation to build a society where truth is respected, not rejected. A society where each individual is allowed to explore, understand, and declare their identity without fear of repercussions.

We may not know the next chapter in our nation’s history. But together, we, as parents, teachers, neighbors, and allies, can write it. We must forge ahead with compassion for those different from us and a steadfast commitment to safeguarding each individual’s right to be who they are.

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Free Community College Won’t Be in Spending Bill, Jill Biden to Say

From Free Community College Won’t Be in Spending Bill, Jill Biden to Say:

“One year ago, I told this group that Joe, my husband Joe, was going to fight for community colleges. But…”

Anything after Dr. Biden’s “but” is just more bullshit to cover up the corruption and immorality of corporate Democrats.

Since I’m not a dumb-ass Trump supporter, I’ll say it outright: Fuck Joe Biden.

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Exploring Some of the Reasons Not To Get Vaccinated

As part of my job at the school, I do some writing for the school’s blog. I just posted a relatively long article titled, Exploring Some of the Reasons Not To Get Vaccinated:

Unfortunately, millions of Americans still refuse to get the vaccine. With the FDA approving the Pfizer vaccine for every American over the age of 12  (making every member of the LiHigh School community eligible), we want to clear up some of the misinformation around the vaccine.

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A Team-Based Approach

I get paid to be the member of a team that is responsible for planning, organizing, coordinating, and implementing a self-designed educational model to a group of roughly 30 students who have been diagnosed with a range of cognitive, emotional, and/or behavioral disorders.

Depending on the ever-changing needs of the student body, the school employs between 20 and 25 staff members each quarter. About eight or nine of those staff members (myself included) serve on the leadership council for the school.

One of our duties is to determine how each of our staff members will be deployed. Before doing so, we invite staff members to suggest their own ideas and suggestions, and we invite each student to request opportunities that our staff can strive to fulfill.

As we develop ways to deploy the staff, the council takes into consideration the strengths and challenges of each student, as well as the strengths and challenges of each staff member. We use that knowledge to further the educational plans of the student.

We judge our decisions against the assumptions of our model. While the model was inspired by others, we designed it in-house and then corrected it through both observation and evolution (any change that didn’t survive in our environment…didn’t survive). It’s a process that requires significant time to compute, though it’s less computation and more of an art form; thankfully, our council seeks to honor the muse.

In addition to strategizing and implementing individual educational plans for each student, the council works to expand the potential of the school. We encourage an atmosphere of learning and growth by fostering professional-development opportunities for the staff and welcoming members of the local community to share their passions with our students and inspire the next generation.

At the same time, we work directly with students on almost a minute-by-minute basis, forcing us to divide our attention between strategy and delivery to a sometimes worrisome degree (hence the need to divide the weight of the mission throughout the entire team).

While we have an executive director who acts as the ultimate arbiter, the general give and take of the school’s progress is determined by anyone who cares to contribute. Staff members are invited to attend each strategy session, as are the students (we’ve had several take us up on the offer).

The result is a school that feels less like an institution and more like a living, breathing force that remains open to outside influence and yet confident of its general direction. Participating in that force, allowing its inspiration to move through me and back into it, and feeling its effects on my soul, is a true joy.

It has its frustrations, but the Buddha teaches that all life is struggle; and yet as we all know, our lives need not be devoid of joy. For every frustration we feel as team members, we feel as well the ultimate joy of its release: the deflation of tension, the expansion in coöperation, and the resultant celebration.

Frustration is present, yes, but thanks to the good will of the team members, frustration merely increases our probability of improving the school.

Our team-based approach to running the school allows every adult to connect with students on a regular basis, which reinforces our mission to keep the school student-focused (as opposed to staff-focused). We not only serve as administrators, but as teachers, advisors, and student-transport drivers. We step up as counselors, as first-aid deliverers, and as triggered-student deëscalators. As a member of the team, we must be immune to anything that would stand in the way of our kids and brave enough to jump into the breach to save them.

None of us would be able to do it alone, nor would we want to. We depend on each other and make ourselves dependable in turn.

We wouldn’t have it any other way.

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The Real New Year

New Year’s is overrated. It may have astronomical import, but the planet’s most distant location in space (relative to the Sun) provides more of an intellectual oddity than a physical one.

Things don’t “feel” different around New Year’s.

Things “feel” different when it’s time to go back to school. Things “feel” different in Autumn.

Here in New England, all of life seems to take stock at the approach of autumn, at the approach of school. Life seems to reflect on its growth over the past year, and regardless of what it finds, it primes itself for the work yet to come.

Think of New England’s arboreal flames, the last explosions of the forest’s sugars; the trees of life burning brightly and boldy before retreating into the warm, moist depths of the soon to be solid ground.

As the new school year approaches, I — a lifelong student and teacher — feel myself priming up, getting excited, getting eager.

Yes, winter is coming. Yes, the days will grow cold and dark; the wind will turn hard. Yes, students will frustrate, challenge, and even disappoint. And yes, a moment will come that feels as if everyone is as distant as they can be (relative to me). But that is in the future.

Right now, I feel myself priming up, getting excited, getting eager.

The air is perfect — not too hot; not too cold. The wind is just right. Rain clouds, when they appear, are welcomed with light blankets and half-read books. The laughter of summer is not yet gone: afternoons and evenings out on the stoop, children playing in the street until the last touch of dusk; a neighbor strums a ukelele and it’s not unpleasant.

The workday idealizes the ultimate school, the ultimate subject, the ultimate project, the ultimate class. Daily stresses keep one’s feet on the ground, but the freedom of the departing summer’s clouds remind one of what wonders may come.

The start of a new school year, the arrival of a New England autumn — these are magisterial and magical times — and in them, in their paradox of beautiful exhaustion, I feel renewed.

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Jack Straw from Wichita

I wrote a post a few weeks ago arguing in favor of abolishing the age limit on the right to vote. I want to follow up that proposal by arguing in favor of abolishing prison time for people under the age of 25.

Here’s what it means to work at a therapeutic school: never giving up on a child. A lot of the kids we get at our school are on their way down the drain of life. Their parents (or usually at least one of them) have abandoned them. Their schools have either asked them to leave or admitted that they don’t know what to do with them. Their friends have either never appeared or, in almost every instance, rejected them. They’ve been told in ways both verbal and nonverbal that they aren’t worth anything and that no one could ever love them; and like that, dripping wet with the sloppy shit of society’s refuse, they arrive at our door.

And the first thing we tell them is that we will never let them go. We’re like Robin Williams’ character in *Good Will Hunting*: “It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault.”

Today, the Vermont State Supreme Court agreed with over a hundred years of state precedent to declare that an 18-year-old boy (from my hometown) who had undeniably taken several positive steps towards enacting a mass shooting at a local school, and despite those undeniable steps, the state could still not hold him without bail.

The finding goes deeper than that, however, because the decision to overturn the lower court’s ruling registers a formal level of doubt regarding the state’s original charges against the boy. Due to legislative reasons and over a hundred years of precedent, to maintain the lower court’s ruling, the justices would had to have found, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the boy *was going to attempt* the shooting; fortunately or unfortunately, the justices were not able to do that.

Now, that same formal level of doubt called for by the justices will be in the instructions given to the jury when the state asks them to convict the boy to prison. But if several justices can’t convict him to be held without bail because all of the available evidence doesn’t support the state’s argument beyond a shadow of a doubt, then a jury shouldn’t be able to convict him of that either.

Essentially, today’s opinion explained all of the reasons why the boy should be declared not guilty: because he did not do the crime with which he is being charged. Faced with the climate that has arisen in this country in the aftermath of Parkland, the state’s prosecutors overreached and charged the boy with something that would make big headlines in terms of the story —— maybe not necessarily for selfish publicity, but maybe as a kind of warning to other potential shooters; unfortunately, they charged him with a crime that he, in all good conscience, did not commit. He did not yet *attempt* the mass murder; he had taken steps toward it, but there were plenty of steps left for him to take, and he was capable of changing his mind, for whatever reason, at any moment. He truly is not guilty of the crime for which is being charged.

But that’s not to say that this young boy belongs on the streets. In their ruling, the Justices suggested that, even if he did make bail, the lower court could reasonably keep him under watch for twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, which, while not being prison, still registers in a real and formal way the Justices’ specific distrust of the boy.

This boy is eighteen years old. I know next to nothing about him except for what I’ve read in the papers, read in his journal (which he titled, “Journal of an Active Shooter”), and what people have said about him around town. I’ve never met him and I don’t know his family, but by all accounts, including his own, whatever caused him to want to do this had nothing to do with his family.

This is a boy who, for whatever reason, is sick, and he needs some real help. We — the real human beings who make up our community (town, county, state, nation, earth) — need to step in and give him some help, if not with our hands and hearts, than at least with our tax dollars (which ought to be considered just another way of saying “our charitable donations”).

We don’t need to exile this boy. He is eighteen years old. Everything we read and everything we see tells us that adolescence lasts longer and longer. This is not just a cultural reality; it’s become a biological reality. Americans reach puberty at earlier and earlier ages, and they’re dependent upon their parents for longer and longer amounts of time. Adolescence is no longer just the teenage years. It extends from 10 or 11 all the way to 23 or 25, and sometimes even longer. There’s a reason the Affordable Care Act gave children the right to stay on their parents’ health insurance for longer: today’s kids are dependents for longer.

This boy is eighteen years old. He’s not an adult. Just because we, as a society, can put a gun in his hand and send him off to war, that doesn’t make him an adult. It makes him young and vibrant and able to fight and march for longer periods of time than people who are in their thirties and forties. It makes him less attached to the next generation of kids and less burdened by mature responsibilities. We don’t send 18 year olds to war because they’re adults; we send them exactly because they’re *not* adults.

No one who is eighteen years old ought to go to prison for life, and I’m not sure they ought to be sent there at all. Prison is exile. Prison is society saying it’s done with you. Prison is saying, quite explicitly, “It *is* your fault.”

I want to make it clear that everything I say for this eighteen year old white boy from rural Vermont stands true for the eighteen year old black boy from urban California. Eighteen year old kids should not be sent into social exile, I don’t care what color their skin is, what societies they grew up in, or what their crime was.

Eighteen year old brains are still in development — socially, emotionally, intellectually, and physically — in ways that twenty-five year old brains are not. They are, in all instances, still works in progress, and they ought never to be abandoned.

This is not to say that this boy — or the eighteen year old frat boy who rapes a girl on campus, or the eighteen year old black boy who stabs a grocer for his cash, or the eighteen year old Latino boy who murders his girlfriend in a fit of rage, or the eighteen year old Asian girl who smashes her guitar into a club owner’s face — ought to be free. I think it is completely fair for society to tell these children that their behavior will not be tolerated and that their judgement cannot be trusted, and to then remand these individuals to a place of socially provided care where they can receive food, shelter, therapeutic treatment, and both a liberal and a specialized education. And it ought to also say to them, at every instance, “It was not your fault.”

Will Hunting was worth saving not because he was a genius, and not because he was white. He was worth saving because he was just a kid.

And so is the boy who wrote, “The journal of an active shooter,” who had recently purchased a shotgun and documented his plan to purchase both an AR-15 and a deadly handgun, and, on top of that, had documented the ever-approaching dates for when he planned to carry out the shooting.

Because as guilty as he is of planning to commit mass murder, it is still, at bottom, not his fault, and more than anything, we need to show him, in every way possible, that we are here to help.

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Nihilism. That’s what we are fighting.

John Goodman had it right: “Say what you want about the tenets of National Socialism, Dude, at least it’s an ethos.”

Nihilism feels no connection to anything, and it has no answer to the problem of suicide. If nothing matters, you don’t matter and I don’t matter, and then what’s the matter with a little mass shooting before I check out, you know, just for the thrill of it; plus, think of the publicity!?

Everyone who is not a nihilist knows that that way of thinking, that way of feeling, is wrong. We don’t even need to be convinced of it, and frankly, we’re a bit scared of people who feel that we ought to be convinced it, as if there were some plausible reason we ought to doubt it.

Of course walking into a room full of people and shooting them without mercy and without even really any passionate sense of anger is wrong. Of course it is. Why would anyone want to even discuss it, except to maybe make a joke (because, hey, for real, even jokes about school shootings can be funny)?

Arguments in favor of nihilism serve no point — literally, they are *in service* to nothing, to non-existence, to the real and true sense of an absence in the face of an everything.

It’s like pointing behind you at a giant emptiness and screaming at everyone in front of you, “Look at that! Don’t you see!?” and we follow your finger to find *the point* and we don’t see anything at all. And you say, “Yes! Yes! That’s the point!”

At which point, most of us turn to look at each other, and in each other’s faces we see, you don’t understand it all.

“Come here, my child. It’s not your fault. Society hasn’t done a good enough job with you yet. You’re still a work in progress. And you still deserve nothing less than our love.”

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The name of the school where I work is based on the idea that a child is like a gemstone of jade and that society ought to be like a jade carver. Faced with any individual piece of jade, a jade carver knows she cannot bring any intention to the stone other than to help it become a socially-pleasing version of itself, something that other people can look at and allow themselves to be amazed by. If the carver tries to make the stone anything other than what it seems to want to be, the jade will crack and all of its potential will be lost, its destiny to now become less than what it oought to, by its own accounts, have become.

As the adults in a place where society sends its most challenging children, we do what everyone else has refused to do — we let the child become the adult he or she wants to be, and we do it while being caring, trusting, challenging, and non-threatening in every way we can imagine.

My school would not be able to handle the boy who has been accused of attempting to commit mass murder. Our model depends on trust, and this boy has demonstrated he cannot yet be trusted.

But I hope that there is a place where the spirit of our model can thrive while keeping the children within it wholly contained, much like the way plants can thrive despite being kept within a properly maintained and properly cared-for greenhouse.

My school is more like a raised-bed garden: there’s some structure, sure, but it tries to stay as open to nature as possible — which means it also lays itself open to attack.

My school couldn’t foster a nihilistic weed without choking off the oxygen to a garden’s worth of other plants. If the weed is going to be *allowed* to grow, it will need to be kept in its own roomy and healthy pot — until, that is, it can evolve into something else, something capable of existing within the larger ecosystem of the garden.

(Sure, I murdered the metaphor, but that doesn’t make it any less true).

Just because my school can’t handle him doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve all the positive things my school’s model can do for him, and I sincerely hope the state considers caring for him in my school’s specific kind of way.

To want anything less for this boy — or for any child convicted at his age — is to live a life without a sense of mercy, and for anyone who lives life like that, I simply feel sorry, because true mercy — *Jesus-level* mercy — is a beautiful sense for each of our spirit’s to feel.

May society help this boy’s — and all accused children’s — still-forming spirit to heal.

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Curiosity, Passion, and Drive

Imagine different schools. Imagine them not as a thing that adults do, but as a place where children go.

Stop there.

Imagine this place at the center of a community, and during the day, when all the adults are doing their adult things, the children are sent here, a public space, like a park, but with a roof and stuff for when it rains and snows, and a kitchen so they can eat during the day, and bathroom facilities so they can…you get the idea.

But then just stop there.

What if that’s all that schools were? A place where children go.

At a place like that, there would be one lesson and one lesson only: this is how you get along with other people.

Everything else, I think, comes naturally, and by everything else, I mean the only things that matter in education: curiosity, passion, and drive.

Children are (neurotypically speaking) naturally curious. They have to be if they want to survive. All emotions, including curiosity, are outgrowths of our evolution, and so to understand them, the best way to think about them is to ask, “How does life benefit from experiencing [curiosity]?”

Curiosity is a motivator, like fear, love, and lust. It drives life forward. Curiosity has its dangers. It causes life to approach the future with wide-open eyes instead of balled fists, but still, it drives life forward; it causes it to grow.

Curiosity starts from outside of us; we experience it as a *drawing out*. It is as if the unknown object of our curiosity is pulling at us, but is not just a movement towards the unknown; it is accompanied by *a desire* to learn more.

Because it originates from outside of us, curiosity is not something we can control. But it is also not something we *need* to control because it causes us to grow. All things being equal, curiosity is, to life, a net benefit.

Life benefits, too, from passion, and so passion, too, comes naturally (to neurotypical children). Passion is like a golden moment, when everything lines up perfectly and your intentions match your results, and they continue to for an extended period of time.

Passion calls attention to itself, and it creates in those whose attention it captures a strong sense of joy, sadness, and/or pain.

The power of passion can get out of hand, and when it truly takes over, it’s always a sight to see…regardless of the outcome.

The experience of passion is why life continues. It gives life meaning *to itself.* Life *wants* to survive; it doesn’t just *need* to. The reason it wants to is because life has experienced passion. Passion is what connects us to the world — the marriage of intention and result, of directed stimulus and desired response. Without passion, we are disconnected, alienated from that which *seems* to lay beyond us. Without passion, we would exist in a state of true solipsism. Life can not long exist in such a state; the world will have always its say.

*Drive* derives from evolution as well. Drive is “a negative state of tension” between life’s desire to survive and life’s ability to survive. This tension creates in us a purpose; it gives us direction: to return ourselves to *a state in which* a negative state of tension does not exist, a state in which we possess all that we desire.

Of course, such a state has hardly existed: life evolved more than once, and so life has hardly known a reality in which all its desired resources were secure. A lifeform without an innate sense of *drive* could not survive in a closed-loop system such as Earth, which means it, too, must come naturally.

With curiosity, passion, and drive, each of which come naturally (to neurotypical children), every child will grow up to find their own way.

Which means the only thing we really need to teach them is how to get along with other people.

I can hear the arguments now, but most of those arguments result in the school systems we have already, the ones where children are prepared to exist with the economic reality of capitalism.

And that’s fine, I suppose.

But a world that exists under an economic reality of capitalism runs counter to the desire to have every child learn to get along with other people.

Capitalism is one way life believes it can escape the closed-loop system. It is a mindset born from that desire to *escape.* Capitalism does not make life *reach for* something; it makes it push against others to get out of the system *first.*

The newborn capitalist is someone propelled by a severe negative tension, a state where *desire* transforms into *need*, creating, in the process, the *need* to consume: to escape the negative tension, life must ingest every resource it can acquire, fuel for its emergency propulsion out of the negative tension.

Capitalists are not born happy, and they rarely leave a community of happy neighbors in their wake.

But counter to their intentions, the capitalist can *never* escape the close-looped system that evolved here on Earth. Every capitalist who has ever lived is dead; and every capitalist who has ever lived has brought the Earth closer to ruin. There’s no escaping that.

If *the closed-loop system* is to survive, we don’t need to create an entire new generation of capitalists, nor do we need to create another generation of humans who are willing to live by the rules of the capitalists’ economic reality.

If we want to teach our children how to get along with other people, we have to start by teaching them that people are worth more than their labor, and that, as recyclable elements in a closed-loop system, all of us are worth as much as and as little as everyone — and everything — else.

That’s the main lesson. That all of us are equal: we all deserve everything and we all deserve nothing.

Everything else comes naturally from there. Mathematicians will be curious about numbers. Football players will be driven by the desire to push through something or to stop something from pushing through. Writers will be curious about words. Bankers will be curious about money. Biologists will be curious about life.

But everyone, everyone, will come out of school understanding that all of us — all of us — are equally deserving. That’s the wisdom founded in the ideals of America. That’s all we have to teach: the wisdom of our community.

Nature (and the wisdom of other communities) can take it from there.