You know who needs taken down a peg (or, to use one of my favorite British phrases, who needs to get the piss taken out of them)? Teachers. Better yet, old teachers who work as adjuncts. Even better still? Dead ones. Seriously, fuck those dead people with their "can't-do" attitudes. Thankfully, some people are brave enough to take a stand, like this brave teacher, Catherine Stukel from Morton Community College (motto: "We're with Stupid," which sounds much better in Latin), who refuses to let some pissant adjunct get away with having a poor attitude.

She's referring, in case you're not familiar, to the story of an 83 year-old adjunct instructor at Duquesne University (motto: "[Under Construction—The Catholic Church Made Us Remove All References to Jesus]"), who died broke and ignored, still teaching and earning less than $10,000 a year at a school for whom she worked for a quarter century.

Granted, most of us are thinking that the dead old woman sounds like a real loser, but how many of us have the courage to say it? Sure, Ayn Rand would, but she's dead, too (or, as Ayn Rand would describe it, she became expendable to life, and life's got to look out for itself). Take it away, person who teaches written communication for a living!

It's bad enough that society has raised a bunch of entitled young adults who claim to be victimized when they can't find a full-time job. Now our adjunct professors are spinning such garbage with such drama. No wonder our new generation of graduates is filled with pipe dreams and no work ethic.

Why should I have to tell you that life is about compromise? As a career- and technical-education professor, I tell my students all the time that they may not land their dream job, but that they still have to work. I also tell them to get as much skill as they can, and acquire different talents, to have a variety of opportunities professionally. So when I read an article left in my box by an adjunct-teachers' union about a dying, broken-hearted 83-year-old adjunct professor, I thought to myself, "Is that the kind of person we want teaching our young?" Do we want the person who was not able to be self-sufficient, pay their electric bill, or put food on their table? As one of my friends might say, "Time to put on your big-girl panties!"

Take that, stupid old adjunct, although technically she might have been buried in her big-girl panties when she died...last year...so unfortunately she won't be around to hear your words of wisdom.

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The letter goes on from there, never missing a chance to ask the (hopefully) rhetorical question of whether or not we would want our kids being taught by a dead person with such a bad attitude. The answer, of course, is no—any fool would know that if your kids are being taught by a dead octogenarian, she'd better have a good attitude. In the comments, one of the respondents (most of whom are way nicer than is merited) points out that there was speculation that the (again, dead) teacher might have had some mental health issues, Stukel explains, without a hint of irony:

While I was totally unaware of her mental health condition, I instinctively knew something was wrong with her.

You mean aside from having the kind of bad attitude that made her pretty much deserving what she got, which was the premise of your entire fucking article? Oh, and I knew she might have had dementia. Tragic, tragic, really. Still, would you want your kids to be taught by an old woman with dementia, am I right?