My interview with Rupa Subramanya, staff writer at The Free Press
Thank you for covering this serious topic. Mr. Bilkszto’s death has affected me since it happened. I have drafted numerous versions of letters to my school trustee and Minster Lecce in my head. This current atmosphere of “no decent” in the public at large and especially in the education system is chilling. I appreciate Ms Henley’s and Ms Subramanya’s work tremendously.
You voted for this and now you're getting it good and hard.
The Leftwaffe begins eating its own. There is only room for the true believers.
Tara, this was an incredibly moving episode. Thank you for all that you are doing.
Great to hear from Rupa again. You are both fearless.
A very difficult topic, for many reasons. For what it's worth, I've heard stories from teachers formerly working within TDSB that point at the general themes in this educator's sad story being part of a pattern of ideologically-ensnared behaviour. It's ironic, to me. 10 years ago I remember sitting at a Toronto area pool party with 1st and 2nd generation Canadians of various cultural backgrounds, all basically agreeing that their generation (Gen X) had laid the groundwork for diversity and acceptance within Toronto schools, and that their zoomer kids were reaping the benefits of a relatively tolerant classroom situation.
Super interesting how a whole industry of DEI, CRT, and wokeism, has seemingly popped up overnight. It's adherents, now in control, will not cede that control, power and money without fighting to the death.... of their own careers, belief systems, and social capital. Which means this is no easy turn around. Much turbulent times ahead I'm afraid.
The demands of the irrational "progressives" are a puzzle to me. How am I supposed to feel guilty about something over which I have no control, in this case, the color of my skin? I am forced into the rather dangerous position of disagreeing with these claims and requiring myself to dig deep to find the courage to speak truth to unfettered power. It is uncomfortable, at best and an indictable offence at its worst. I hope I have a nice cellmate.