OK at least this never happened* at Cedarburg High School

Oh dear.

This, from Mr. Sullivan.

Can you imagine?

High school sucks. It's barbaric. Kids are evil. But it does get better!

I got e-mails this year inviting me to my 25th reunion. As if!

I fondly remember my homeroom teacher, the wrestling coach, and my "guidance counselor", one of the football coaches. These were the adults to whom I was supposed to turn with problems? "Yeah, hi - I'm a Senior and a not small percentage of the male population of the freshman class has decided to abuse me because I'm a fag. Can you please help? Thanks."

Mr. Wrestling Coach was also the "psychology" and "sociology" teacher. Our "unit" on homosexuality in Sociology class was a real eye-opener, Mr. Stillman. That was cool when you read the brochure on AIDS (circa 1984) which listed all the hideous things that men having sex with men do with each other aloud to the class in your most sensational, shocked voice while everyone shrieked (not exaggerating) in horror. I learned a lot. Thx.

[OT, but that was also highly educational when we spent an entire class period watching the videotape of your wedding - because you married a Jewish woman and that was all exotic and sociology-ish. Or something. Perhaps I could have gotten some extra credit if I'd brought some artifacts of this unusual and rare civilization to class for added entertainment edumacational value - like my parents, who, like you, actually attended a Jewish wedding--their own.

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(* - Never happened to me, or to anyone, while I was there, that is. Who knows what happened at the time the writer describes. I wouldn't put it past some of those troglodytes.)