Yesterday the SFChronicle had an expose of parents who are seriously gaming the federal Special Education laws of the 1970s which gaurantee a “free and appropriate public education” for anyone with disabilities, from birth to age 22. The word “appropriate” is an interpretive soft spot big enough to drive a deluxe edition Hummer through. Which […] Continue reading

I never envisioned myself as a mother. As a child, I had zero interest in dolls. I prefered to read or watch TV, and when well-meaning relatives gave me Barbies, I ended up giving them punk-rock hairdos or throwing them in the air as high as I could. I distinctly recall one ending up in […] Continue reading