When I was pursuing a terminal degree in American political history I unfortunately got shanghaied into a historiography seminar that, truth be told, had nothing to with historiography, probably because the professor seemed not to know the first fucking thing about Thucydides, or, even worse, Peter Novick, the greatest historiographer of his time.
Anyway, one day, before the day's seminar commenced, every grad student sitting around our architecturally egalitarian room began discoursing in ideological unity about some such thing, which I don't entirely recall. After about 15 unbearable minutes of all this brotherhood and sisterhood agreement, I announced, "Jesus! From here on out I'm going to be the voice of backwater conservatism, because universities are where we should discuss disparate ideas. You know, debate."
They looked at me as though I had been sent as a representative of the RNC or David Duke.
But here's the point. The earlier discussion had touched, briefly, on busing. After class, I confronted s bald, black student about three times my size who, I'd fairly guess, worked out on weights several hours a day and could have, with one minimal swing, reduced me to a human oil spot. Risking my skull and quaking humanity, I said to him (who shall remain anonymous), "You know what? I'm not going to send my daughter to an inferior public school. I love her and I want her to have the best possible education."
His response? — from which I was prepared to duck? "I quite understand. You're right. I wouldn't want my daughters to attend an inferior school, either."
Now for the long point. My daughter will be a junior at university this year. She then plans to attend law school and specialize in civil-rights law, where she can do more good for generations to come than having attended a bused school.
Justice takes years, decades. It's a heartbreaker and it 's ugly and unfair and goddamn inhuman. But that's the way things are, Sens. Warren and Sanders.