Day 58
Today in fifth period one of my students asked me my name. It's already November. I don't know how to feel about this.
Sixth period (Comprehensive Law, FBI) watched a video about an entire police force not knowing the bill of rights or the Supremacy Clause of the Constitution. Instead of being horrified that someone was out there enforcing the laws of Arkansas, and that same person also believed those laws supersede the United States Constitution, the class was more concerned with how sad he looked when he found out he was a fraud. All hail our Arkansas overlords.
Seventh period continues to exist.
As always I have strategically forgotten most of sophomore study hall. I remember it involved a lot of passes and noise, and at some point I may have been fingerprinted by random students from another class. Then the day ended and I was left feeling mentally drained and emotionally violated. One student made a comment about my hair (or lack of) that was so hilarious I want to repeat it, but it was also so inappropriate on so many levels that I can't. (Don't worry Moms for Liberty. It didn't involve race, or gender or books, only perceptions of health.)
People always poo poo the internet, but it is so useful for asking really embarrassing questions! Imagine what the cop could have learned from the internet before embarrassing himself for all time forever!
I think the lieutenant should at least get half credit for saying the fourth amendment is the right to freedom