That in the city of Chicago in 2015 there are people who have been on hunger strike for nearly a month to simply have what their peers in the suburbs never even question -- an excellent, fully public school -- is heartbreaking and infuriating at the same time.
I had so wanted to be a CPS parent. I wanted the vibrancy and diversity of real city schools for my children. I wanted them to have public institutions at the center of their lives, and to be truly enmeshed in their community.
By adding a list of individual liberties to the student Code of Conduct, a student bill of rights would help to begin the school year by fostering a relationship of mutual respect between students and their schools.
The parents and community members fighting the school closings clearly are the "good guys" in this dismal scenario. But their heroic energy and indomitable courage are being expended for the sake of maintaining a status quo that is, frankly, unconscionable.
I'm leaving and I'm taking the kids. It's the ultimate threat -- the one that does its damage even as the words leave your mouth -- and a hallmark of a deep dysfunction. The Chicago Public Schools and I are locked in this weird relationship drama.
Anyone who cares about kids in this town getting a shot at a decent education surely looked at the Chicago Public School children who marched into Winnetka and felt the rumbling pride of civil rights crusades past.