Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Rodney King Video of the Egyptian Revolution

This is a description of the first 60 seconds of the video.

White letters in arabic on a black screen.  No idea what it says. A woman's voice singing.  No idea what she's saying.

Video starts.

People running.  They have helmets and transparent shields. They are brandishing sticks.  Other people are running away.

Lower screen right:  Several people try to help a fallen comrad.

The camera focuses on this group, bringing it's members into the center of the screen.  The helmets are almost upon them.  There are three of them:  Two helpers and a fallen one. The helpers struggle to get the fallen on his/her feet.

As  helmets draw near they raise their sticks to strike.  We see that the helpers separate from the fallen one, although one of them holds on to his/her hand until the last moment.

As the helmets surround the three, one of the helpers escapes, but the other is thrown to the ground.  A group of 15 helmets start beating the two people on the ground.

The camera zooms in closer.  The helmets are not only beating the two people on the ground, they are kicking them.  The fallen one is lying on his/her back without making any defensive efforts.  The helper is doubled over in a fetal position.

Most of the helmets concentrate on the fallen one.  Kicks to the head and body.  One helmet beats the helper mercilessly.  The helper raises his legs in self defense to ward of the blows, but is otherwise not resisting.

Eleven helmets surround the fallen one who is still unresponsive.  One helmet bends over and starts to drag the body.  As the body is dragged, a black robe separates from the body.  A helmet follows the body and kicks it as it is being dragged.

The black robe falls off completely and we see a blue bra.  The fallen one is clearly a woman.  The helmet who has been following her and kicking her gives her one final vicious kick in the breasts.  The others move away giving clear view of the body.  One helmet bends over and covers the breasts with the robe.

The video goes on for another two minutes and 48 seconds.  It's all brutal, but nothing is as bad as seeing the unconscious woman beaten and kicked.

The video is on youtube.  As of this writing it has more than three million views.  Yesterday it had two million. You may or may not care to watch it, the choice is yours.  I am linking it to this blog, but just in case google blocks it, you can find it on youtube

(Note as of December 22, 2011:  This link will take you to a page saying that this video has been flagged and giving you the option to not proceed.  That is, they don't want you to watch it.  The number of views are about the same as yesterday which shows that this tactic does work.  That's OK.  That's why I wrote the detailed description.  There's a way around almost everything they do to prevent information from getting out.)

I compared this video to the Rodney King video because I think it's going to have the same effect in Egypt and around the world.  There was already a call for a rally in front of the Egyptian consulate today.  I wasn't really planning to go.  I can't go to every rally--Egypt is very far away--and it's Christmas for goodness sake.

Now I'm going to the rally.  For the fallen one.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving Spray

Follow more adventures of pepper spraying cop

I've always liked to celebrate Thansgiving because it gives an opportunity to sit down with family and friends and reflect on how lucky I am for so many reasons and to give the Powers That Be appropriate kudos for whatever hand they have had in it all.  The fact that the first Thanksgiving was really the opening salvo to genocide in the name of greed and power--not the first thing on my mind.

But that is what Wall Street is all about, isn't it?  Greed and Power.

That is why I have decided to accept the invitation of Occupy Wall Street 

This Thanksgiving, Occupy Wall Street is celebrating unity and community with an open feast at Liberty Square. From 2 to 6 p.m. at Liberty Square (Zuccotti Park) we will meet to share food, stories and inspiration. All members of our global community are invited to break bread with us.  
Will Pepper Spraying Cop be there too?  Maybe.  After all he is part of the 99%.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Pepper Spraying Cop Strikes Again

Check out some more sightings of pepper spraying cop.  Be prepared for supreme lack of respect to every iconic image imaginable.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

The Coptic Christian and the Muslim

Today we are hearing a lot about clashes between Coptic Christians and Muslims in Egypt.  Back in 2006 I saw a Coptic Christian, Mr. E, try to help K.N., a Muslim.  I liked Mr. E., the custodian. I often stayed late after school and saw him when he came to sweep my classroom.  He was an older gentleman with white hair and a permanent smile on his face.  K.N. who shared a room with me also liked him. 

One day she told me that they were both from Egypt, but that they had different religions--he was Christian and she was Muslim.  She told me a little about the Coptic Christians.

After I learned that Mr. E. had actually been a witness to the incident with J.F., I urged K.N. to get him to write a  statement in her defense. 

"I don't want to make trouble for him."  She said.

"Why would there be any trouble for him?"  I asked.  "He's just telling what he saw."

I was really stupid back then.

Eventually I got her to let me approach him.  I asked him about the day that she had  talked to him in the hall about giving her some garbage bags for an experiment.  Yes, he remembered very well.  Did he happen to see Ms. N. grab a boy as he entered the classroom?  No, but there was a boy who pushed past her and then tripped when his bookbag got caught on the door.  Did he know that she had been accused by the boy of tripping him on purpose?  No, but the boy had gotten angry and said something about it being her fault.  Could he write down what he saw?  Of course, no problem.

K.N. gave Mr. E.'s handwritten letter to her attorney, and at some point during the 2006-2007 school year the attorney called the school (!) and asked to make an appointment with Mr. E. who was a witness in the 3020a hearing of K.N.

Shortly thereafter Mr. E. was brought up on charges.  There had been an "incident" in one of the science classrooms.  A substitute had led the students downstairs and had failed to notice that the last students on line had opened the water faucet full force and thrown papers all over the classroom floor.  The classroom was flooded by the time someone noticed and turned off the water.  It had been Mr. E.'s job to clean up the mess.  He took a piece of paper and wrote a note to the teacher:  "Make sure the water is turned off before leaving the classroom"  or something equally innocuous.  The next thing Mr. E. knows, he is brought up on charges for threatening a teacher.

Mr. E. told me about the "incident" (I hate that word) and I offered to write a letter in his defense.  He was glad I offered.  I wrote a glowing letter saying truthfully what a kind, respectful, considerate, hardworking, cheerful, gentle man he was. 

A few weeks later he told me about his hearing.  They wouldn't enter my letter into evidence because it wasn't notorized.  "Anybody could have written it."  Then they forced him to admit that he had done something wrong and had suspended him for a certain amount of time (I forget how much).  I think they might have fined him too--I forget.

Anyway, Mr. E. never did show up for any of the appointments that the attorney set up through the school office (!). 

OK.  There was a lot of  Union involvement here.  First of all the Custodian's Union allowed a principal to retaliate against one of their brothers for simply telling the truth.  Secondly, the UFT allowed one of its members to bring bogus charges against a custodian (union brother) in order to  help the principal retaliate against him for telling the truth.  I'm not sure which teacher brought the charges--Mr. E. didn't want to tell me.  I always assumed it was Mr. G. who was assigned to that room and would have been the first to find Mr. E.'s note when he came in the day after the flood.  But I have no proof, and have to admit it could have been someone else.  Somewhere there are written records.

Without the collusion of Local 891, International Union of Operating Engineers who, according to their website, put children first and of the United Federation of Teachers, a union of professionals--without the collusion of both unions, Mr. E. might have been able to tell his story to K.N.'s attorney.

Both unions should have praised him for giving a true statement in support of a union sister,  and protected him against retaliation instead of stepping back and allowing  him to be fined and suspended for doing so.

Union Collusion

I became suspicious of Union collusion with the DOE back in May of 2006.  At that time I was the only teacher who stood up for K.N. when she was brought up on charges.  Here is the letter that I wrote to Chancellor's Investigator B.F. when I thought that he might actually be a Real Investigator instead of a Bogus Co-Conspirator.  Back then I made up false names for everyone:  I called K.N. Adila Hassan and I called B.F.  Haden Sands.  Now I'm referring to them by their real initials. 

There was so much that could have been done by the leadership as well as the membership.  If we had fought back then the way we should have, we would not have all the school closings that we have today.  We would not be losing public education in this country.  Although I have refrained from taking the Union to task (there are just so many battles one can fight at one time),  I feel that we need to forcefully denounce any cooperation or collusion between the Union (membership and leadership) and the 1% of this country represented in our case by Michael Bloomberg and his billionaire friends.

My evidence is anecdotal.  I'll be telling you a lot of stories.  The real evidence, of course, can be found among the innumerable records involving thousands of teachers during the Bloomberg Witch Hunts.  So much of it was carefully and meticulously written down--much like the records kept during the Holocaust.  Even if we didn't have the written records, however, we would have the memories of thousands of survivors.

Chancellor's Bogus Investigator

In my last post, "No Harm, No Foul",  I showed how easy it was to get a child to tell the truth.  Twelve-year-old J.F. had lied about a teacher and gotten her sent to the Rubber Room, but a year later, he had caved under the pressure of a few simple questions.

J.F. told his lie to:  his mother, Principal S.T., and Chancellor's investigator B.F. ( I have referred to this guy as Hayden Sands in other posts--Head in Sands, get it?  he he he).  There were probably a few other adults involved along the way (Assistant Principals, Counselors, Parent Coordinators, Teachers, Union Representatives, etc.) who could have prevented the teacher K.N. from being brought up on charges and sent to the Rubber Room.  Why didn't they get him to tell the truth?  It isn't that hard.  Children lie all the time, but they have a hard time maintaining a lie consistently.  They just don't have the brain, or (I would like to think) the soul for it.

In this post, I'm going to concentrate on the Chancellor's Investigator.  If you haven't already, it might help to go back and read my post called "If a President Can Lie, a Principal Can Lie"  which gives more detail about K.N.'s case.

The Chancellor's Investigator is usually called by the Principal after the Principal has carried out her "investigation".  She or an Assistant Principal has interviewed everyone involved, has asked for statements, and has written reports.  When the Investigator arrives,  he is presented with a neat little folder containing all of the above.   However, this person is not there to investigate anything.  He is there to help repair any weaknesses in the elaborate frameup that the principal has begun to construct.  I'm still searching for an appropriate title that would better describe this person's actual job description.

Chancellor's Frameup Expert?

Chancellor's Co-conspirator?

Chancellor's Rent-An-Accomplice?

This is what you do if you are a Real Investigator:

First of all, you make sure that the parents of all children involved have been informed about the incident and that they be given the opportunity to be present during at least part of the interview. 

In K.N.'s case, the parents of the children who were being used to corroborate J.F.'s story were not informed about their children's statements.  I know.  I called them and asked. 

Second, you interview both parent and child separately and together.  It's no joke to bring false allegations against a teacher.  You make sure that everyone knows that you expect the truth and nothing but the truth and that liars will be delt with severely.

J.F. would have caved.  The six children who gave false testimony in support of J.F. would have caved.  Karl, the boy who couldn't get to the bathroom in time would have provided enough testimony for you to bring several people up on charges, none of whom were K.N.  For that reason alone, the principal would never have given you the opportunity to interview Karl, because she would have been the first person to be brought up on charges for locking the bathroom doors.

Third, you interview the teacher.  Union representatives often tell teachers not to say anything, but if you are a Real Investigator, everyone knows that you will do everything in your power to protect teachers from false allegations.

K.N. would have given her version of events and might even have shared with you that a custodian could corroborate her version of events on the day J.F. said she had tripped him. Mr. E., one of the custodians was talking to her as she stood in the hall.  She was asking Mr. E.  if he could give her some plastic bags for an experiment she planned to do later in the week.  Mr. E. saw J.F. push past her.  He saw the children run up as the bell rang.  Why hadn't she mentioned Mr. E. to the principal?  He was a nice man. She didn't want to make trouble for him.

Fourth, you interview other people not included in the principal's report.

Mr. E. would have backed up K.N.  He was shocked that she was in trouble.  Such a nice woman.  He saw the boy push her out of the way as he ran into the classroom, tripping and almost falling as he did so.  Children these days don't know how to show respect for their teachers.  The other children?  Oh they ran up as the bell was ringing and had to stand in line as Ms. K.N. marked them late.  You should have heard them complaining! Children these days!

Then you interview the entire Leadership Team that came up with the rules about locking the bathroom doors.  You also interview Karl's Math teacher, Ms.  B.,  who taught Karl during the first two periods of the day he had the bathroom accident.  She admits that she didn't allow him access to the bathroom in spite of repeated requests because of Principal S.T. didn't allow children to go to the bathroom during those periods (The accident occurred at the beginning of third period).

How many principals would want a Real Investigator in their building?

No, B.F. was not expected to carry out a real investigation.  If he had, he wouldn't have remained a Chancellor's Investigator for long.  He was expected to help fortify a case against a targeted teacher--  someone the principal wanted to get rid of.

All of B.F.'s investigations are a matter of public record. A researcher should look for a clear pattern of bias in favor of the DOE.  It would also be a good idea to interview the children.

By now, J.F. has graduated from high school.  It would be interesting to interview him about his role in destroying a teacher's career.  Does he still think there was no harm, no foul?

Saturday, November 19, 2011

No Harm No Foul

J.F. peeked in through the doorway. It was the end of the school year and J.F. had just graduated from 8th grade. He had never been my student, but for the past year he had been doing the same thing. He would stop by my room, peek in the door, and run away laughing. Once he called out, "I'm King of the School! I got a teacher fired!

He was the student I wrote about in "If a President Can Lie, So Can a Principal."

He was not referring to me, of course. I retired before they could fire me. He was referring to my colleague K.N.  He had accused her of intentionally making him trip when he was in 7th grade.  She had spent this whole school year in the Rubber Room as a result.

This would probably be the last time I saw him, so I decided to ask the question that occurred to me every time I saw him.

"J.F., Why did you lie about Ms. N? Why did you say that she tripped you? What did she do to you to make you want to get her fired?"

"She did! She tripped me on purpose!"

"Look. J.N. I know that isn't true. She had arthritis in both knees. The last thing she would do is grab hold of you while you were running and risk falling down."

He paused, considering his next move. Then he said,

"She wasn't really fired. She has a job in another school. So, No Harm, No Foul."

Then he ran away, and I never saw him again.

It took me barely 30 seconds to get the truth out of him--a truth Principal S _ _ _ _ _   T _ _ _ _  was never interested in hearing.

It's time to finish K.N.'s story.

Happy Thanksgiving,  S _ _ _ _ _   T _ _ _ _.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Bidding of the Many Not the Few

"We Are the Many" by Makana

Reminds me of Dylan, but that's OK.

Friday, November 11, 2011

November 17

 It seems like there have been a lot of calls to join this march or that march.  If you haven't come out yet, this would be a good one to join as a first experience.  Even the UFT is backing it.  If you have been marching and marching and nothing seems to have changed...well Rome wasn't built in a day and it wasn't destroyed in a day either.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

George Carlin on the American Dream

I wish I could joke about all that's happened to me, but since I can't, I'll let people like Carlin do it for me and remind me to never stop laughing.

TRANSCRIPT ( courtesy of shoq value)

But there’s a reason. There’s a reason. There’s a reason for this, there’s a reason education SUCKS, and it’s the same reason it will never, ever,  EVER be fixed.

It’s never going to get any better, don’t look for it, be happy with what you’ve got.
Because the owners, the owners of this country don't want that. I'm talking about the real owners now, the BIG owners! The Wealthy… the REAL owners! The big wealthy business interests that control things and make all the important decisions.

Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant. The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice. You don't. You have no choice! You have OWNERS! They OWN YOU. They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They’ve long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear. They got you by the balls.

They spend billions of dollars every year lobbying,  lobbying, to get what they want.  Well, we know what they want. They want more for themselves and less for everybody else, but I'll tell you what they don’t want: 

They don’t want a population of citizens capable of critical thinking. They don’t want well informed, well educated people capable of critical thinking. They’re not interested in that. That doesn’t help them. Thats against their interests. 

Thats right. They don’t want people who are smart enough to sit around a kitchen table and think about how badly they’re getting fucked by a system that threw them overboard 30 fucking years ago. They don’t want that! 

You know what they want? They want obedient workers. Obedient workers, people who are just smart enough to run the machines and do the paperwork. And just dumb enough to passively accept all these increasingly shitty jobs with the lower pay, the longer hours, the reduced benefits, the end of overtime and vanishing pension that disappears the minute you go to collect it, and now they’re coming for your Social Security money. They want your retirement money. They want it back so they can give it to their criminal friends on Wall Street, and you know something? They’ll get it. They’ll get it all from you sooner or later cause they own this fucking place! Its a big club, and you ain’t in it!  You, and I, are not in the big club

By the way, its the same big club they use to beat you over the head with all day long when they tell you what to believe. All day long beating you over the head with their media telling you what to believe, what to think and what to buy. The table has tilted folks. The game is rigged and nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care! Good honest hard-working people; white collar, blue collar it doesn’t matter what color shirt you have on. Good honest hard-working people continue, these are people of modest means, continue to elect these rich cock suckers who don’t give a fuck about you….they don’t give a fuck about you… they don’t give a FUCK about you. 

They don’t care about you at all… at all… AT ALL.  And nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care. Thats what the owners count on. The fact that Americans will probably remain willfully ignorant of the big red, white and blue dick thats being jammed up their assholes everyday, because the owners of this country know the truth. 

Its called the American Dream,because you have to be asleep to believe it.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Trash Talk

I know just how Oscar the Grouch feels.  As far as I am concerned, dumping me into the Rubber Room was like throwing me away like a piece of garbage--They didn't even bother to recycle.

So who exactly is "they"?  Well, Bloomberg and Klein,  course.  And then there was Principal  S_ _ _ _ _  T _ _ _ _  and her ASSistant Principals.  But they couldn't have done it alone.  They had to have had help. 

Hitler did not act alone.  McCarthy did not act alone.  A few teenage girls in Salem did not act alone.

Mic Check

About 200 people occupied the NYC DOE Panel for Education Policy meeting last Tuesday showing the amazing effectiveness of the mic check method used in general assemblies at Occupy Wall Street.

 I have gone to PEP meetings and have watched videos of PEP meetings and have never seen the crowd dominate to the extent that it did here.  The auditorium wasn't full.  According to the makers of the video there were only about 200 people there, but they literally blew away Walcott and his panel  as if they were dried autumn leaves.

If more people go to future PEP meetings and use the same methods, maybe the assembly can someday assert its own authority and start making its own decisions about educating New York City's children.

I wasn't there, but I recognized faces of people who have been attending PEP meetings since Klein was Chancellor.  (See Ed Notes Online and Grassroots Education Movement).

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Normal New York Talk

I came to New York City in 1978 from a Western State carrying a bright shiny degree in Elementary Education with a concentration in ESL and Bilingual Education. 

"Why did you leave a nice place like that to come here?", I was asked more than once.

'There's all kinds of different people",  was my favorite reply.  "You can't find this kind of diversity anywhere else." 

That wasn't the only reason I came,  of course, but it was the only one I could give in ten words or less--which I learned was required of me if I wanted to engage in the short, staccato dialogue accepted by New Yorkers.

"Why was that guy so angry at me?" I asked one of my New Yorker friends once. 
"Why do you think he was angry?  He was normal.
"He was yelling at me!
No, he wasn't.  That's just how people talk here.

So normal conversation with a New Yorker came in short, loud staccato bursts.  And that didn't mean they were angry.  It was just normal. 

Just to clarify--I was living in Brooklyn at the time.  I found this delightful video that might give you an idea of my first taste of New York conversation.

The Rubber Room--No One Cares

I have published Jude's story and I have started  to link yesterday's blog post to as many people and organizations as possible.  I have started to write a script based on the transcript of her sanity hearing.  I can probably produce this script, even paying union scale to cast and crew for between $2000 and $5000.  As you can see, I'm already starting to work up a budget.

Now I'm going to move on to my story.  But Jude's story hasn't gone away.  This blog is only a notebook.  People can drop in and read it any time, but the blog itself will not bring about social justice.  Networking will.  Writing--both nonfiction and fiction will.

There has not been a lot of interest in my posts about Jude's story since I published yesterday --according to my blog stats.  It's a hard story to read, and the ending isn't happy.  What is more, it's old news for most people.  That's ok.

Nobody wanted to hear about the Holocaust right after World War II, either.  The Diary of Ann Frank was first published in 1947, but it didn't become a bestseller until it was released in English in 1952.  Julius and Ethel Rosenburg were executed in 1953, but their story wasn't really revisited until their own children started writing books and making documentaries.

It wasn't until 15 years after the Salem witch trials that the community recognized that mistakes were made and one of the original teenage girls who started it all made a public apology. 

Yes, I am comparing the Rubber Room and the Bloomberg Teacher Witch Hunts to a.  The Holocaust  b.  The McCarthy Witch Hunts   c.  The Salem Witch Trials

But people probably won't want to hear about it for another 5, 10 or 20 years.  It's time to start writing the books and making the movies for when that happens.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Jude's Story Made Easy To Read

Jude's Story is all over the place on this blog, so I want to put it in sequential order so that I can now refer it to other people.

Occupy Wallstreet is accused of not having demands.  I can understand that.  How can you demand anything from people who have no intention of engaging in a dialogue, of listening to you, of keeping their word if they do make agreements.  I also have no demands.  What kind of demands can you make of people who would do to a person what was done to Jude?  Getting the story out is the most important thing.  Then the community can decide what to do about it.

I just ask that you please read the story and pass it on.

1.  Jude's Story, The American Dream

2.  Jude's Story, The Crime

3.  Jude's Story, Threats and Coverups

4.  Jude's Story,  Foundations

5.  Jude's Saga Continued

6.  Jude Successfully Defends Herself At Her Sanity Hearing (Part 1)

7.  Jude Successfully Defends Herself At Her Sanity Hearing (Part 2)

Jude Successfully Defends Herself At Her Sanity Hearing (Part 2)

The last two posts have been about Jude, whose story I began to tell last year.  It will be easier to understand this and the next few posts if you read them first.


Q:  Have you ever attempted suicide?

A:  Never.

Q:  Have you ever attempted to harm yourself?

A:  Never, never.

Q:  Do you have any plans to try to harm yourself?

A:  No.

Q:  Have you ever physically attempted or harmed anyone else?

A:  No, no, no, never.

Q:  Do you have any plans or desires to hurt anyone else?

A:  No.

Q:  You take care of all of your activities of daily living?

A:  Absolutely.

Q:  Do you eat well?

A:  Absolutely; too well.

Q:  Do you sleep well?

A:  Yes.  I do.

Q:  Take care of your own personal hygiene?

A:  Absolutely.

Q:  Could I ask you, you mentioned that you have some records from the school?

A:  Oh, absolutely.

Q:  Latest being 2008?

A:  Yep, yep.  I put them like from 2008 going back and I think he should—I have more though.

MR MINERVA:  Could I have this marked for identification?

THE COURT:  Yes.  Show counsel, please.

JUDE:  I have 2007, 2006.

MR. STERN:  Your Honor, at this time, saving the Court some time being preidentified, I’d object to these documents admission.

THE COURT:  The objection?

MR. STERN:  The objection is it is not certified copies of anything that it purports to be; and frankly, I don’t know its relevance at this time.

THE COURT:  I’ll keep that in mind.  I’ll look at it.

MR. MINERVA:  It is being offered to show that the school gave her an evaluation as of April of ’08 because there was a contention that she wasn’t working for the last two and a half years.

MR. STERN:  No one made that contention, Your Honor, so I’d object to it.

THE COURT:  Okay.  Just a moment.

THE PATIENT:  I have the pay stubs back at the hospital.

THE COURT:  Just a minute.  Continue.

MR. MINERVA:  Thank you.

Q:  Ms. Jude, you heard the doctor testify that C.P.S. has had some involvement with you and the children?

A:  Uh-huh.

Q.  Have your children ever been taken away from you?

A.  Absolutely not.

Q.  You also have mentioned having problems with the neighbors across the street?

A.  Absolutely.

Q.  Could you tell us about your relationship with them and what’s been going on?

A.  Well, they keep on calling out strange things to me and I don’t know them at all.  For instance, they called out that I’m a dike.  They called out that my ex-husband, that everyone knows that you found him – that he left you; everyone know he left you because you found him in bed with another man.

And they call out, they say:  Watch what we do to your daughter right in front of you, we’re going to kick her “A”.  They don’t say “A”, they say the word; for no reason.  They sit on my retaining wall and I ask them:  Could you please move?  That’s my property.  They say:  We don’t have to.  Show us the deed.

Q.  Who are these neighbors?

A.  Oh, these—they range in age from abut 17 to about the early 20’s; they’re like late teens.  The woman who lives there, who’s the mother, she doesn’t seem to have any control over her children.  They invite—I think she has three children that live there and they keep on—they’re mostly girls, they keep inviting these boys over. I counted up to 18, 19 boys.  And I’m off during the summer and I’m watching the house and they’re going in and out with the girls, in and out all day.  And then they, you know, come out with—they don’t go in the same way they come out; they come out I don’t know what’s going on across the street but I do know I’m not starting any trouble with them.  I do know that dog mess was placed on my door.  I do know my son’s bike was stolen.  I did not make a lot of calls within the last two weeks because I was in the Bahamas.  So that’s not.   I only made one call within the last month.  The call before that was like in June or something.

THE COURT:  Call to?

MS. JUDE:  To the police.  Because when Dr. Aronson stepped up, he said:  She’s made repeated calls in the last two weeks to the police about these neighbors.  And I said:  No, I didn’t, I was in the Bahamas; I wasn’t even there.

MR. MINERVA:  How long were you in the Bahamas?

MS. JUDE:  I was in the Bahamas for six days and two in Florida.

Q:  What dates were those?

A:  August – August 1st through –just came back on Saturday, whatever Saturday’s date was.

Q.  Approximately the 9th?

A.  Yeah, I think so.

Q:  Were you admitted on the 14th?

A:  I couldn’t believe it.

Q:  You also, I believe, stated or was stated by the doctor about your claim to the police of someone urinating on your rug?

A:  That was in June at the end of the school year.  What happened, I had a couple of things happen around the house so I called the police to the house and they came to the house.  They looked and there was a spot on the living room rug.  I just did my carpet last year, just have it redone.  So the police were asking me:  Could it be a dog?  I said:  Officers, you can come upstairs with me right now because my dog is locked up upstairs in a kennel and I have the key; she can’t get out.

So the dog was upstairs in the house that day in a room.  And when we came – when I showed the officers, they said:  How do these people get in?  I said:  Well, the window is open.  I said when we left out, the children and me; the windows were all closed because I do check that.  And I have ADT alarm but that window is not part of the alarm system.  So it looked like somebody – maybe they were trying to do vandalism.  The screen was askew, the window was open.

So the police asked me:  Couldn’t it have been a dog?  I said the dog is locked up in the kennel and the window is open and I left it closed.  So I have no idea what’s going on.  I just asked him:  Could they dust for fingerprints, that’s all.  I did not accuse anybody, did not say anything about any – I didn’t accuse anybody.  I just asked:  Can’t you dust for fingerprints and find out why this window is askew.  They asked:  Why did you leave it open?  I said:  I did not.  I checked to make sure they were closed before I left for work.

They may have been unlocked.  I have 12 windows on my bottom floor;  I have two floors.

Q:  Your problem with the neighbors involves teenagers to early 20’s, not with any adults?

A:  Well, the adult in the house hasn’t had any problems with me.  She’s having problems because she’s never there to see what her teenagers are doing.  So by the time she comes, unseen, whatever information she’s hearing is hearsay from a bunch of boys who have been in the house with her daughter. 

Q:  Are you involved in litigation concerning your employment?

A:  Absolutely.  I have my employers at PERB because I have placements that I asked and because of harassment –

Q:  What is PERB?

A:  PERB is a labor relations board—New York State Labor Relations Board.

Q:  So you currently have a claim against your employer?

A:  Absolutely.  We’re going back on October 2.  And I have the charges, if you want to see;  they’re not delusional.  I don’t think that I’m being asked to punch in, when everybody else is let go, you know, after me.  I’m being singled out for certain behaviors and positions that nobody else is asked to do.

If you give me a cluster position, they’re only telling me what classes I’m going to five minutes before I get there so I’m unprepared.

Q:  Who’s your complaint against?

A:  The union and the Board of Ed.  That complaint is against the union and Board of Ed. Because of the things going on in my job.  But the charges are there, I have them with me...

Q:  The doctor stated that you were in marriage counseling for a time?

A:  Yes, I was.

Q:  For how long a period of time?

A:  Well, while I was still married to him.  It started in the 1990’s and ended in the 2000’s; the late 1990’s to sometime in the 2000’s.

Q:  How long?

A:  Maybe five or six years.

Q:  That you were in counseling for?

A:  Yeah.

Q:  You were not receiving psychotherapy?

A:  No.  It was counseling.

Q:  Is there anything else you’d like to tell the Judge why he should discharge you today and why he should feel you wouldn’t be a danger to yourself or others?

A:  Yes.  Your Honor, I have never been a danger to myself.  I’ve never been accused of being a danger.  I’ve worked with children from 1990 to the present.  I’ve worked in some of the worse classrooms in New York City.  I started in the Bronx for six  years and now I work in Queens and I never have been accused of harming anybody.  I’ve dealt with countless parents and children.

I’m sure anybody who came into this court from my school would be shocked that I’m even here.  Besides that, I can’t pay my mortgage from in here.  I can’t deposit my checks.  I can’t pay my car, my homeowner’s insurance.  I can’t continue to maintain my household.

Also Dr. Aronson said something about that I didn’t have the psychiatric evaluation that my job requested.  First of all, they didn’t request a psychiatric, they requested a medical and I did have it.  I had it as soon as they could give it to me.  I had it on 12/27/06…  I brought in my doctor’s stuff on, which the legal department of New York City told me to go get, so I brought it in on August 31st and at that point in time I was supposed to be given an appointment to go to 65 Court Street and I was not given an appointment from August 31st, 2006 to August 27th; at which time I saw a medical doctor on Court Street and a psychologist.  So I had a psychological outside by my own doctor as well as theirs.

Q:  Do you mean December?

A:  December 27th, 2006; at which time I saw the medical doctor at 65 Court Street and a psychologist.  So I had the psychological outside by my own doctors as well as inside.  And on that day, 12/27/06, I was declared medically fit.

Q:  One other question, these problems you’re having with the neighbors, the doctor says you told them that you would not be calling the police anymore, that you would handle it a different way?

A:  Right.

Q:  Did you tell him that?

A:  Yeah.  I thought I told him – I thought I told you that the police suggested I go to –

THE COURT:  Talk to the Court.

MS JUDE:  I’m sorry.  I thought I told the doctor that the police suggested that I go to arbitration.  They said that there is something in our town called arbitration.  So when I said:  I’m not going to call the police anymore, the police came and told me, you should take your neighbors to arbitration;  you can go to the Town of ___________ to a judge and he’ll hear both of your sides.

So you know this sinister thing, I’m going to do something to them or whatever, I don’t know where that insinuation comes from.  If you look at anything I’ve ever done, I’ve handled everything litigiously.  I let the law handle it as much as possible.  I’m not going to harm them or harm myself.

MR MINERVA:  Thank you.  No further questions.


After listening to everyone and everything that was said to me, with all due respect to the doctor, it appears to me the doctor appears to be a very intelligent man, well trained, careful of his observations; but in the totality, I don’t believe there is clear, convincing evidence that this lady should be in the hospital.  I have doubts about every one of the criteria that are necessary to keep her in the hospital.  Therefore, I’m going to release her.

As for the problems that she’s having and described, they’re not unreasonable and they’re well within the realm of possibilty of occurring.  Her actions and complaints in her circumstances, I believe, are believable, and therefore, I am denying any extension of time and as I said, I’m releasing her.

MR MINERVA:  Thank you

JUDE:  Thank you.  Thank you very much.

Jude Successfully Defends Herself At Her Sanity Hearing (Part 1)


(Dr. Aronson has already testified that he has diagnosed Jude with delusional disorder persecutory subtype.)

MR. MINERVA:  Morning.

JUDE:  Morning.

Q:  Could you tell us how old you are, please?

A:  43 years old.

Q:  Could you tell us your educational background?

A:  Okay.  Um, I graduated from Bronx High School of Science in 1983 with a Regents Diploma.  I got a Regents scholarship to Hunter College and graduated from Hunter College in 1990 with a Bachelor of Arts in Sociology.  I graduated from Lehman College in 1993 with a Master of Science in Elementary Education.

Q:  Could you tell us about your employment history?

A:  From 1990 until the present I’ve been employed by the New York City Department of Education as an elementary school teacher, common branch license.

Q:  When is the last time that you worked?

A:  On June 26, 2008.  I’m supposed to go back on August 28, 2008.

Q:  How long have you been at St. Catherine’s Hospital?

A:  I’ve been there since August 14th.

Q:  What led to your admission there?

A:  I had an argument with my neighbors outside of my house.  They were threatening my daughter and she did report that to the police.  They were threatening me as well.  So I called my ex-husband to the scene, thinking that maybe-- that because some of the things they were calling out about involved him as well, thinking that maybe he could help to resolve the situation.  But the situation continued to escalate after he got there, so I called the police.

When I called the police, the police were basically only interested in my ex-husband taking the children.  So I told the police:  Well, I have custody.  I’m the custodial parent and he’s supposed to call first.  I have to make sure he’s taking them to a safe place...

...And so I was telling the police officers I didn’t –let me call somebody else.  Let me call a cousin or someone to get the children.

JUDE:  So what had happened, the police asked me to get the custodial order, which I went into the house to retrieve.  I brought it back out to the police officers and the police officer that was reading it said that, um, I think you’re – I think you’re schizophrenic.  I think you’re delusional.  I think you’re suicidal and irrational.

I said:  I don’t give a flying “F” what you think.  I didn’t say “F”.  So after that he asked me to go back in and get the marriage license.  I went back in to get the marriage license and he was trying to allow my husband, my ex-husband – and I have been divorced from him for six years, who doesn’t pay child support, to drive away with my children with a man that I don’t know.  And I asked the children:  Do you know this man that your father came with?  No.  I didn’t know him.  I didn’t know him...
So to make a long story short, I was upset about the way that the officers were treating me in front of my own home, which I had built 13 years ago and I own all by myself and pay the mortgage with my job as a New York City public school teacher.

I was very upset but I wasn’t physically abusive.  I did make that statement to the officer.  And um, oh, at that point the officer, because he said I was irrational and I wasn’t thinking rationally, put handcuffs on me.  And I asked him, I said:  Am I being arrested?  He said:  No, you’re not being arrested.

Then he said:  Don’t give him the satisfaction.  The neighbors were lined up outside the house.  They took me, put me in a police car.  I have never been arrested in my life.  I’ve never been hospitalized in my life except having those three children, so I didn’t know where I was being taken.  I was just taken 

It was late in the afternoon and I was in a house dress type of thing and I was taken to the hospital.  When I got to the hospital –

Q:  Excuse me.  What hospital?

A:  I was taken to Stony Brook.  When I got to Stony Brook, I heard the officer telling the admitting person:  she’s paranoid schizophrenic and she’s suicidal.  I sat there chained to a chair as he told that to the admitting person at Stony Brook.

Q:  Do you have any explanation why the police took you away?

A:  Because they wanted to – I believe it was because my ex-husband came and probably told them I was schizophrenic or something like that in his efforts to take the children away, you know, knowing I was having an argument with the neighbors.  That was their way of dealing with the whole situation, just to, you know, make it go away.

Q:  So you went to Stony Brook Hospital?

A:  Yes.

Q:  What happened there?

A:  At Stony Brook Hospital I was chained to a chair with handcuffs and I heard the officer telling whoever is at the desk, I’m sucidal, I’m paranoid schizophrenic and that I’m irrational.  Oh, at Stony Brook later on, I was put into this holding room with a lot of different patients and people that were coming in—taken, whatever.  And they asked me for urine and they were asking me for labs or whatever and having never –

Being a union member for 20 years or just about, they always tell you to call your lawyer first before you do anything.  I knew I wasn’t being arrested, but I had never been hospitalized so I didn’t – I did not want to give them any samples of anything because I didn’t know what type – what was going to happen.

So I asked them to just wait until I call my lawyer in the morning.  I was brought in and by the time I got in, it was ten o’clock at night or so.  I told them:  Just wait until I call my lawyer.  The lawyer’s office was opened at nine o’clock but by that time I found out that when a new staff came in, there was a new doctor who could have evaluated me and he was fresh, he wasn’t frazzled from being there all night or whatever.  He told me they had already written me up.

After I spoke to the lawyer I was cooperative and ready to give them the samples they wanted.  I gave them blood, urine, whatever they wanted.  But I wanted to talk—I wanted to seek legal counsel because I thought I was being arrested.

Oh and sorry, the person who was at Stony Brook, the doctor, had already written me up and decided I was going to be involuntarily hospitalized at St. Catherine’s and I didn’t know.  Nobody told me until after I gave them the blood and the urine samples, you know; and after I spoke to my children.  If they had told me, I could have let my attorney speak to them.

Q:  Prior to your being taken in to Stony Brook Hospital had you been drinking?

A:  No, no.

Q:  Were you taking any drugs?

A:  No.

Q:  Why are you in court today?

A:  U’m here in court because I would like to ask the Judge and the Court to release me from the hospital.

Q:  If you were released, where would you go?

A:  Oh, boy, I’d have to go home.  I haven’t paid my mortgage since I was in the hospital.  I had to get my sister to deposit my New York City paycheck.  I had to pay it, electronically, over the phone.  The mortgage was due and late by the 15th, the car note was due on the 20th.  I had to pay my homeowners insurance.

When the doctor sees me being agitated or whatever he’s thinking, it is because I’m going up and down the hallway trying to pay my bills from inside the hospital so when I come home I have a home to go to.

MINERVA:  Will you be returning to work?

JUDE:  Absolutely;  August 28, 2008.

Q:  Tell us again where you work?

A:  PS ____________ Queens.

THE COURT:  What grade do you teach?

JUDE:  Last year I taught fourth grade.  This year I’m going into third.  And I have my – you know what the writeups are?  I have them for the last several years, from last year, year before that and a lot of previous years;  I have them all the way going back to 1990.  But I have, you know, the last five years right here.

Q:  You feel that you have a mental illness?

A:  No, I do not.

Q:  You heard the doctor say he believed you have a delusional disorder?

A:  Right.

Q:  You believe you have this disorder?

A:  No, I do not.

Q:  Do you feel you have any problems?

A:  I’m under a great deal of stress, great deal of stress.

Q:  What’s causing you that stress?

A:  Well, I’m a homeowner.  Nobody else owns the home or could pay the mortgage but me, so I’m paying it all by myself.  I’m a New York City public school teacher for the last—I’m going into my 18th year.  I’m raising my children all by myself.  I don’t have any help or any support except for the babysitter; and you know, you have to pay for that type of support.  My ex-husband has not paid his child support.  Joe Henche can tell you that my husband hasn’t paid his child support in the last five years.

He owes me $956 a month for the last five years for child support, which was awarded as part of my divorce and he has not paid me.  Also there’s been things missing.  For instance, my son’s bike got stolen in July off the front lawn while we were in the house.  He’s eight years old.  He rode his bike there, put it down and his bike was stolen off the front lawn.  People were standing in the front of the house and they were laughing about it, but I can’t prove they did it.

Beside that, someone put dog mess on my door.  When I came home, other people were yelling something about that, saying something about “your daughter knows we did it; some craziness.  And then you know these type of things are causing stress.  But mostly it is the financial aspect, the rising cost of gas; um, how will I heat my home for this winter without any extra help other than what the $80,000 New York City school teacher’s salary.

Q:  How are you managing this?

A:  Okay, I take the children on a lot of vacations.  As a matter of fact, we just came back from the Bahamas on a Saturday prior to the incident.  Prior to that Wednesday we just came back from the Bahamas and that was very relaxing.  The children and I flew out of La Guardia airport;  we took Delta and flew to Florida.  From there we took the boat over to the Bahamas, just me and my kids that live with me.  Then we went over to the Bahamas and stayed in Port Lakaya for three nights, we stayed in Freeport for three more, few back to Florida, stayed there and flew back to New York.

Q:  Do you have pictures from that?

A:  Absolutely.

MR. MINERVA:  Could I have those marked for evidence?

THE COURT:  Any objection?

MR. STERN:  No Your Honor.

THE COURT:  Thank you.  I’ll take a look at the pictures.

Q:  Those pictures are from this vacation?

A:  From right now; from days ago.  And I have more, I have a whole pack, so you’d be able to see it’s Port Lakaya, the Freeport post office…

THE COURT:  Show the other side.  Next question.

Q:  Is there anything else you’ve been doing to help manage your stress?

A:  Okay, I took the summer off.  I could have worked to get more money this summer and teacher’s pay is $40 something dollars an hour for summer school.  But I took the summer off to be with the children.  I’ve made sure that they had swimming lessons this summer and that we’ve been going on—I got a beach pass to _____ and town beaches.  We’ve been going to the beach a lot, boogie boarding, hanging out with the children all summer long to alleviate the stress that built up over the school year.

We’ve been hanging out together all summer long.  Also, I took exercise classes sometimes to try to alleviate the stress.  Like I went through a kick boxing program and I went through—I was going five days a week, one hour a day.  So these things, these type of things, that’s what I do to try to alleviate some stress going on.  Oh, another thing I wanted to do to alleviate the stress, I was planning to take my ex-husband to court to try to get the money back that he owes me, because you know, getting back $60,000 that somebody is owed in back child support payments, that would alleviate a great deal of stress for a single mom.

Q: Are you taking steps to do that?

A:  Yes.

Q:  You feel you need any help managing your stress?

A:  Only legal help.  “Legal help” in terms of achieving the money I’m owed.

Q:  While you’re in the hospital, are you cooperative with the hospital’s routine?

A:  Absolutely.

Q:  What activities do you engage in?

A:  Well, everyday I walked a mile, everyday, on the treadmill in the recreation room.  Sometimes I play cards with some of the patients.  I played Spades with some of the patients.  We watched television together and I go to the community meetings.

Q:  Do you take any medication?

A:  Absolutely not.

Q:  Has the doctor asked you and offered you to take medication?

A:  Yes, he has.

Q:  Why aren’t you taking medication?

A:  Um, I left – well, I have very – first of all, I don’t believe that I have what he thinks that I have, okay;  I don’t believe I have that.  Secondly, even if I did have some kind of paranoia or paranoid disorder that medication is for—is an antipsychotic and so that’s not—it’s used to treat schizophrenia, used to treat manic depression, used to treat a lot of different disorders he didn’t tell me that I had.

Also, the fact that I’m a teacher, I couldn’t drive—I can’t drive around on Vicodin.  I have a herniated disk and I can’t even take Vicodin; I can’t take it and drive.  How will I take antipsychotic medicine and then be able to teach?  Teaching involves your whole brain.  You have to breakdown the lessons, write up lesson plans; you have to think and plan.  I can’t take something that will affect the way that I think.

So for the reason why when he indicated about the job, I might as well just quit if you put me on something and I can’t do the job anyway.  You’re going to medicate me out of it anyway so—and another thing was that—sorry, what he said about…

Q:  How did you come by this knowledge of the medication?

A:  Oh, because I asked for a printout at the nurse’s station. 


Jude's Saga Continues

Before starting my own story, I'm going to bring you up to date with Jude's story which I started back in 2010.  I told you that it reminded me of the Rape of Gertrude Perkins and all the bad stuff that happened in the pre-civil rights era. However, I didn't tell you why.  I just gave you background.  Jude was in the middle of the litigation process and I was concerned that publicizing details of her case would  jeopardize it.

That is how they isolated us from each other and from the public.  We weren't supposed to talk about what they were doing to us to anyone.  But she talked about it to me.  I can't see how my silence can help her anymore, and she's not in a good place, so publishing the whole story can't really hurt her more than she has already been hurt.

Basically, Jude got in trouble at work because she reported test tampering to her principal who then, instead of supporting her, turned against her.

At about the same time, Jude found out that her husband, father of her three children, was gay.  I won't go into the details of how she found out, but she was able to confirm that he had been having unprotected sex with large numbers of gay men throughout their marriage. 

She filed for divorce and gave him joint custody of the children.  She didn't try to cut him out of the children's lives, and I guess he got the idea that she would keep his secret and allow him to remain in the closet.  However, somehow it got out anyway, as secrets often do.  The only person that she talked to about it was her minister, so draw your own conclusions.

Within just a few months of each other, Jude had two life events that left her principal and coworkers mad at her for outing the test tampering in the school, and her husband and his whole family angry at her for opening the closet door.  A few months after these two events happened, Jude's husband visited her school and spent a long time with the principal in her office.  He did this on several other occasions.  Both the husband and the principal were from the island of Jamaica, and were very possibly blood related.

For the next few years, Jude describes escalating harrassment in the school and at home.  I'll skip over the harrassment at school, because that was fairly standard stuff.  At home, things would happen like this:  her washing machine broke down, she called the repairman, and he told her that someone had gone into the washing machine and intentionally removed a vital piece of the machinery.  At that time, Jude was living alone with her three small children.  She hadn't removed it and they were incapable of doing so.  Draw your own conclusions.  Over and over again she found things "different" when she came home, like somebody had been there while she had been at work, and had done some small damage to let her know they had been there.  She also found voodoo stuff on her front door and car.  This went on for years.

Did I mention that Jude' principal lives in the same neighborhood and has been seen driving past Jude's house on multiple occasions?

Jude's reaction to this harrassment would seem the logical thing to do if you thought we lived in a just society without racisim, sexism, or classism, and that the police are our friends.  I guess that's what Jude thought.  She reported every inicident of harrassment in school, and she reported each weird breakin to the local police.  The police, instead of writing her reports up as breakins, but them down as domestic disputes.

None of this was like the Rape of Gertrude Perkins--but here it comes: The unimaginable, for anyone who thinks we've made some progress since the 1950's.

In August of 2008,  about seven years after she first reported the test tampering and found out that her husband was gay, a group of boys in the neighborhood stood on Jude's front lawn and yelled insults and threats about what they were going to do to her daughter.  Jude called her husband and asked him to drive out to Long Island from his home in the Bronx.  She also called the police.  Three hours later, the crowd of boys had dispersed.  The husband showed up and so did the police.  Jude came out to talk to the police about why she had called them.  They sent her inside to get the divorce papers and her mortgage papers.  She was sole owner of the house.  When she came out they put handcuffs on her.  Her two youngest children were given over to her husband.  She was taken to a hospital and admitted without her consent under the care of a psychiatrist named Dr. Aronson (real name).

The police informed the doctor that neighbors had told them that Jude walked around the neighborhood naked.  That she had been unemployed for two years, and that she couldn't pay her rent--that she was basically a crazy homeless person.  Aronson kept her there for eight days and billed her insurance for it.  He talked to her and to selected family members -- the ones she had problems with.  He didn't talk to any friends or family members who were on her side.  They didn't even know she was there.

As she was walking around the ward one day she saw a notice on the bulletin board saying that she had a right to a lawyer.  They couldn't keep her there indefinitely without her permission.  Long story short, Jude got her day in court. I have the transcript.  It reads like a movie.  On one side you have a black woman with her white court-appointed attorney.  On the other side you have a white psychiatrist, the white attorney representing the hospital,  and in the middle you have the white judge--State Supreme Court judge.

Aronson makes the case that Jude is a "delusional disorder persecutory subtype".  Then Jude testifies.  She is unmedicated, having refused to take any medication during her eight days at the hospital.  If you go back and read her story, I mentioned that she graduated at the top of her class at Bronx High School of Science.  It shows.

Unemployed for two years?  Jude has paystubs for the last two years.

Can't pay her rent?  Jude is a homeowner whose mortgage is up to date.  In fact, she's very worried about having missed a mortgage payment while in the hospital.

Schizophrenic?  She just got back from a two-week vacation in the Bahamas with her children, which she had planned and saved for all year.

Paranoid?  She talks about her washing machine and a few other incidents.  She talks about what the boys were shouting at her daughter--the reason that she called the police in the first place.

Walking around in the nude?-- There's Jude, sitting in court conservatively dressed and carrying herself with dignity even after everything that has happened to her and everything that has been said about her.

The judge found in her favor and ordered the hospital to let her go.  She walked free, home to an empty house.  Surely her children would be returned to her, based on the outcome of the hearing.  But no, Dr. Aronson went to family court and gave the same testimony against her.  This time it stuck and Jude never got her children back.  What is more,  his testimony, more than anything else is the weapon that was used against her to send her to the Rubber Room, to bring charges against her in a 3020a hearing, and to suspend her for eight months.

I have read her charges and a suspension of eight months was way overboard for what she was charged with.  She was suspended on the basis Aaronson's testimony against her which the hearing officer had read, even though that isn't the official story.

The eight-month suspension is over, but they won't put Jude back to work.  She's supposed to get a psychiatric evaluation before they'll let her back.  Meanwhile, Jude has had to empty out her savings in order to keep up her mortgage payments.

She still hasn't gotten her kids back and is worried about one of her daughters who ran away from the father, was put in foster care, dropped out of school (she was on the honor role when she lived with Jude), is now living on the street without a high school degree but with a boy who is rumored to be a drug dealer.  Congratulations Dr. Aaronson and Child Protective Services.

Jude's story is long and convoluted, but the transcript of her sanity hearing reads, as I said before, like the script of a play or a movie.  I wonder if the Occupy Wall Street people might like to hear a reading of it by some young actors.  I think they deserve some good entertainment in addition to their General Assemblies.  Maybe  I'll put part of the transcript up on this blog for the entertainment of everyone on the World Wide Web.  Maybe Wikileaks would like a copy.

Let it reverberate like the voices of people in Liberty Square, Washington Square, and Times Square.  Let it reverberate all over the world.