These days I would imagine that scene in Ms. Hogarth’s office in the film Uncle Buck would result in a body cavity search of John Candy.
I tried several different methods to get through to the idiot principal that he had to deal with the bully (male) who was beating up my daughter.
Nothing worked, until this:
I just quieted down, and an a very calm, low, sinister voice, told him approximately the following:
All right then. I know how to file a law suit. I don't have to hire a lawyer. You will if you want to win.
I will be suing you for aiding and abetting physical assault upon my daughter and malfeasance.
I will be suing you, personally, not the school district.
Chances are, since you will be hiring a lawyer and paying for him, I will lose. I don't care.
Because during the lawsuit I will be attaching every asset you own, you won't even write a check without going through me.
You can forget about sending your kids to college, I will control that money.
I will drag the suit out with motions for as long as I can, at least five to ten years.
Now, are you going to do your job, or am I walking a block to the courthouse, next door?
I was amazed at how well this worked. The bully even apologized to my daughter and they became sort of friends.