I've been able to last quite longer than I'd imagined when the humiliation on the job began. I ask the questions. That's not allowed. The other day, FAN had his select few in the office for a gathering. It can't be called a meeting because there is no agenda. I happened to walk by and was invited in, not by him, of course. He spent several minutes describing a conference that would be a value to the treatment program staff, but pointed out that all of them were essential to the current project and he really needed his experts in the office. "I thought you might like to go," he said to me.
Then a few days later I watched the oversight committee meeting on videostreaming. There were the reformists singing the praises of the new leadership. EO said that both staff and students were much happier now. I guess they forgot to tell me. When the public comments began, the interruptions and confusing of the witnesses was less than gentle. How disheartening to see how high the arrogant network goes. And it goes downward also. Everyone is an expert, except me it seems. I have to take that VICTIM sign off my back. Oops! It says "KICK ME!"
One bright point of light, to use the Reagan phrase. OR helped me carry my load and smiled pleasantly.
In simpler times my brother shared his popsicle. That was before he realized that he was the only child in the family.
