These Things We Have Seen
Via pst314 in the comments, more wonders from the world of education:
You’re intrigued, I can tell.
The specific purpose, lest there be doubt, being classroom urination. Which is apparently a niche activity, a buzz of sorts. Among grown men who are entrusted to shape young minds.
Finding pleasure in the small things.
Perhaps a little too much pleasure.
A close call. Which I’m assuming was the point.
As so often, action was taken, belatedly, only after footage was provided by a concerned parent. Mr Champ’s colleagues and employers being, it seems, oblivious to the rumours of similar incidents – one might say school legends – by which a great many pupils had been entertained, before searching out confirmation and circulating said evidence via Snapchat.
Mr Champ is currently “on leave.”
Is obliviousness a field of study now?
Or simply a core requirement?
St Pancras boogie
She is now.
David has a side hustle?
As Helen Joyce says: “Men and their boners.” ::eyeroll::
I kept watching to see if that missing C# were going to cause problems.
Then I had to wonder if the reach-in had ulterior motives.
Did he forget the 3 tablespoons of sugar to make it a proper sugar bombe.
And he also leads educational tours for students. Well, led, most likely now. Though I’m sure there are some California parents who would happily send their little bundles off with him.
Ew.
He sniffs his hand.
Morning, all.
Icing on the cake, I suppose.
Oh, and speaking of exhibitionist piss enthusiasts.
Can’t quite believe I actually have a relevant link. Twenty years ago, as a wee seedling blogger, I did not foresee this turn of events.
Not sure I can file this under personal growth.
Is it one of those schools where they forget to build any toilets?
O/T:
That.
That is, I think, broadly true, or true enough to warrant consideration. I’ve lost count of how many exchanges I’ve had over the years with progressives and outright leftists, in which they seemed something close to bewildered or scandalised by my statements of what I took to be fairly obvious stuff. As if it were inconceivable that someone might think differently to themselves, at least in social-status terms, and might even have good reasons to do so. Subsequent efforts to offer evidence or more detail did not, for the most part, meet with what I’d call interest.
Again, broadly, there is, I think, a discernible asymmetry.
Progressive ’empathy’ – or pseudo-empathy – has been discussed here before.
I wonder if a variant of this teacher exists in the corporate world, someone relieving themselves in a board room, say, just before others arrive. I am guessing not. We have seen how teachers turn their classrooms into a kingdom of personal beliefs and perversities to be forced upon their subjects, the children.
Many times. In fact, pretty much every time the subjects of schooling and academia have cropped up.
[ Points to nearly twenty years of archives. ]
I did try to imagine some mitigating circumstance – some medical condition or bizarre lack of facilities, but the repeated nature of the, um, incident – such that it became a legend among the pupils – does rather make it difficult to see the in-class peeing as anything other than… well, odd and unsavoury.
We need tiffin news and photos.
You mean like the University of Chicago?*
My high school had a pair of boys and girls restrooms on each floor and a single “teachers lounge” on the first floor. But when does a teacher not have time for that short trip?
* Back in the day there were stories that an architect forgot to include bathrooms when designing a medieval style dorm for the U of C, but that seems to be an urban legend.
No tiffin to report, alas. It’s a bit rich for a staple.
[ Considers walk to deli, where tiffin lives. ]
A goldmine.
By the way, is this your first evil laugh?
An early effort, certainly.
Mr Champ is currently “on leave.”
Teacher’s Unions, is there anything they cannot do?
I wonder how they explained the incident to his union rep? And how he defended it to the school board?
”He has an IRON CLAD contract!”
TBF, it is not as if he is going to need that stuff in jail.
We now return you to the regular programming.
Classy neighbourhood.
Pass me those launch codes.
And yet there are those who would doubtless suck their teeth or keel over in outrage were one to use the words feral or verminous.
See also.
I see the pop-culture media is increasingly relying on hate-clicks.
Not entirely unrelated.
“That’s the way to do it!” –Punch
It’s not a tooma!
“What you’re dealing with is not genuinely empathy. It’s a conceit about yourself being a good person. It’s suicidal vanity.”
No lies told.
Neighbor has a sign out front “Protected by FAFO” hahahahaha
subtle way of saying you have a gun and know how to use it.
Law enforcement wear bodycams … every school room should have at least one camera.
For heaven’s sake, doggy daycares let owners view live video feed during the day, why not parents be allowed to “drop in”?
Do you think it’s always been this way? Have perverts always been in charge of children? Or is it maybe a more modern phenomenon.
Is today’s word symbolism…?
It’s the scale of the phenomenon that’s new.
Time to hurl one of these puppies in the oven.
[ Makes onion gravy. ]
Hey, I’m just adding some human interest to this place.
I am full of pie.
That is all.
I tend to think it’s more modern. Up until – say, the 70s? — schools were smaller and teachers more monitored by parents and principals. Now there are more huge school districts where most administrators are NOT on school grounds lending to things being swept under the rug AND they are able to foist off concerned parents with a lot more ease than if they were working at the school and living in the neighborhood.
Occasional scandals might come up, but teachers were much more closely vetted for “moral turpitude” issues. There is no freaking way back in the 50s or 60s some guy in a dress would be allowed anywhere on campus let along get a teaching position. And all the TQ+ recruitment in the classrooms? Girls/Women weren’t even able to wear pants or jeans in school until the early 70s (my experience).
[ Desperately reminds self that covetousness is a sin. ]
[ Waggles finger of shame ]
You must not notice.
I vaguely recall hearing in 1967, of a junior high school teacher being too “attentive” to the girls going to the locker room for gym class, and who was very promptly admonished.
Yeah, well at my top-tier high school, c. 1973, one teacher was caught “hosting” girls on his boat overnight, and another notorious “flirter” made obvious sexual innuendos to girls, even in front of other students.
But it was California, though I imagined that the crazy had not quite got loose back then.
Late 70’s we had some…concerns at my high school. I had friends on, and hung out a good bit with, the (boys & girls) cross country team. My best friend at the time was off and on dating one or the other of two sisters on the team and rumor started, our senior year I believe, that the golf/soon-to-be cross country coach was fooling around with the older of the two sisters. The same sister that I had gone on a date with myself the year before. It was rather…disturbing. There were a couple of other rumors that went around that I dismissed at the time until the thing with the CC team. Tho our assistant swimming coach seemed to be a woman of questionable morals. We guys joked about it but I doubt anyone did anything about it.
Then I found out at a swim team reunion just 10 years ago that my former high school swimming coach had married, and subsequently divorced, one of the girls whom I vaguely knew who was a few years ahead of me.
Ooh, and then there’s the story I heard from a friend who stayed in touch that the fundamentalist Presbyterian school that I had attended for grades 6-8, our advanced math teacher and girls basketball coach had at some time in the mid-80’s been caught in a hot tub with half the girls team. Pretty sure he’s the only one of the three who got fired tho.
Teachers also were held in greater esteem and able to keep things quiet by dint of that authority.
Didn’t watch the show, only heard about it, but I eventually realized that a liking for The West Wing was a sign that someone I knew who claimed to be a conservative wasn’t really.
Here’s some Tiffin on the left.
Teach?
Palette/palate/pallet/palates/pilates/pilot cleanser….Heartwarming story of how a community helped a little girl find her father. Sniff.