I think I was only 12 when I got a terrible grade on a book report I did.
I told my pop it was the teacher’s fault..she didn’t like me..she doesn’t grade fair...
And she didn’t give enough book choices.
My old man took my hand and took my index finger and turned itt around and pointed it at me and said in Italian...
“the only person responsible for your grade is you”
It was a different time.
Imprison rioters? You bet.
But I’m keeping my eyes on the ringleaders. That’s the key to ending this mess