Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Live From the Rubber Room

If you didn't read Steven Brill's piece in last week's New Yorker, I highly recommend it. It's a good report from the front lines of what happens when unions go bad, as teacher unions seemed to do a long time ago. It begins:
In a windowless room in a shabby office building at Seventh Avenue and Twenty-eighth Street, in Manhattan, a poster is taped to a wall, whose message could easily be the mission statement for a day-care center: “Children are fragile. Handle with care.” It’s a June morning, and there are fifteen people in the room, four of them fast asleep, their heads lying on a card table. Three are playing a board game. Most of the others stand around chatting. Two are arguing over one of the folding chairs. But there are no children here. The inhabitants are all New York City schoolteachers who have been sent to what is officially called a Temporary Reassignment Center but which everyone calls the Rubber Room.

These fifteen teachers, along with about six hundred others, in six larger Rubber Rooms in the city’s five boroughs, have been accused of misconduct, such as hitting or molesting a student, or, in some cases, of incompetence, in a system that rarely calls anyone incompetent.


Blogger Lee said...

This American Life did a segment on the rubber room: It was kind of disturbing.

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