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I am a teacher. It is possible that things are different in NYC classrooms due to the very deliberate "gotcha" efforts of Bloombutt and his minions to get rid of the expensive experienced senior teachers and replace them with the cheap newbies who lack tenure and will therefore divest themselves of any integrity or morals to keep their job. They only stay an average of 2-3 years anyway, so under Bloombutt, teaching is no longer a career but a Kelly Girl stint, with a constant revolving door of new teachers, while the veterans languish in a traveling reserve pool after their schools were closed. As I said before, under Bloombutt, there is a Reign of Terror where students are actively solicited, encouraged and abetted in writing statements against their teachers and where such statements (the vast majority of which are completely fabricated as revenge against a poor grade or disciplinary action) are then submitted to an investigatory body for possible teacher discipline. He has put students in charge, actively threatening their teachers that they will write statements against them, in addition to cursing out their teachers, throwing objects at them, and threatening them with bodily harm. In one school I know one traveling veteran teacher was carried out on a stretcher the day after being assigned to a 99% minority school. Others were struck in the face with thrown Arizona Tea bottles (very heavy and dense), paper wads, etc. A security guard was attacked by a student in that school. The week before, there was a blood bath knife fight on the floor below. Teachers are routinely told to "suck my d___k." These are not incidents isolated to that school alone, but are seen to varying extents all over the NYC schools under Bloombutt. Yeah, we take it all in stride. We try to spot weapons the scanning devices missed and check our health insurance, clandestinely tape our classes to prove we did not do whatever the fabricated student statements claim we did, and count the days til retirement. What was formerly a joy and source of pride is now a stress filled routine. There are still moments of sheer joy, when a student "gets it" at last, or when you are able to set a student back on the right path after a little chat, and that's why it's still worth coming in.

Yes, I had some doozy high school teachers myself back in the day, but I still think that this kid deliberately provokes a lot of their statements. I had said nothing to a teacher in my high school when he said on many occasions that "my skull would make a fine paperweight" (a la the Nazis), "You're lucky not to be soap", "Sniff, sniff, I smell gas", etc. I did not tell the principal because the teacher was a winning track coach and I knew nothing would be done. I did not tell my father because I did not want him to have a heart attack. I did not tell my mother because she would shame me in the school by acting out in a stupid way. I bore it all myself and made a promise I would not do that to others.