That sounds like a HUGH victory to me. You and Mrs.S have a great son, there.
Your young one is a smart cookie. That’s exactly what I would have done.
Good for your son! In Law School, I signed up to do the Innocence Project, worked on it, and decided the next semester that I didn’t have the time, due to my future father in law’s recent diagnosis of liver cancer, in conjunction with being the professor’s favorite whipping girl. (It was so bad that other students in the class were asking me why the professor didn’t like me). I didn’t sign up again.
The crazy lib professor went to the Dean of Students and told him that I did not ask her permission to not take the class a second semester. She told the Dean (who had also been a professor of mine) that HE had said explicitly that I could not do this and I had violated the Honor Code, etc. etc. She was going to lodge a complaint with the Character and Fitness Committee and everything. I asked the Dean if he recalled us having a conversation, because I did not recall such a conversation, nor was I at any point told I could not drop the class. In fact, the registrar had assured me it was no problem.
The Dean didn’t recall the conversation, but said his hands were tied with respect to this professor. She was known to play the race card (and in fact was responsible for getting another female African American professor fired because she didn’t ascribe to this professor’s radical ideology) It was a terrible ordeal at the time. Now it seems stupid, but then I think that is where I developed my first ulcer. I still refuse to donate to the Alumni Association. Every time they call, I say, is Professor _____ still employed there? If so, then you are wasting your time!
Good for your son! Public schools here in NYC are demanding to wear Obama buttons. They’re desperate.