School Daze

School Daze

Yesterday morning I’m driving home from working out and encounter a school bus coming toward me on its usual rounds. l dutifully stop across from it as its red lights flash and the onboard monitor walks out. She is, this is troubling in a politically correct sort of way, much heavier than is healthy. Much.

She chats with the parents for a while, then her duty is to check under the bus for children or animals, front and rear. But she cannot bend at the waist, so she stares at the front right tire, then the left rear tire, then states at the front right tire again, chats with the parents, and reboards the bus.

There could have been a mountain lion under that bus and she never would have been able to detect it.

The bus departed and there were seven cars behind me and 22 behind the bus, stretched to the next intersection up the road. What might have taken 30 seconds to board children took three minutes. How many times did this occur during this one bus route?

Anyone who believes that government intervention and legislation is the automatic solution to social issues needs to think again. A questionable practice to begin with, the politically correct stance of hiring anyone without regard for whether they can physically do the job creates empty symbolism instead of pragmatic improvement.