Bad Education

Frank Tassone: My problem? My problem is you. Carol, it's the people who trot their poor children out like race horses at Belmont; who derive some perverse joy out of treating us like low-level service reps. I mean, do you remember the teachers who sat with you, who held you by the hand, who taught you to add and subtract, or showed you Gatsby, Salinger, for the first - Mockingbird even? Do their names escape you? Are their faces a blur? You listen to me! You don't want to see us as people because that is not convenient for you. You just leave us behind, at will. Never think about us again. You might forget, but we don't. We never forget. Ever.