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What I found hypocritical is that these elite private schools are pushing diversity, equity, and inclusion but would not give a second look at an application from a child with ADHD or mildly on the spectrum, where the schools might need to adapt a bit to different learning styles. What about those kids?
I know there may be the occasional exception to this but in general, these kids are shunned from many elite private schools. Public schools don’t have an option to cherry pick their students. I’m missing the equity part… |
Sounds like bullshit. |
Crony capitalism is alive and well with DEI hiring and expansion. Soup de jour for sure. |
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Why are you triggered by what some private school in NYC does? If you don't like it, don't apply.
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You think NYC magnets have more privilege than a 60k a year private? |
Sorry no. My kids go to our local public school, which is only 30 percent white, by choice. It mirrors our community. I think going to a 60K per year private school that is mostly white and writing a DEI essay or taking classes is pretty hypocritical and ridiculous. |
+1 and the inclusion part. |
| I find this so bizarre. The entire existence of these schools is about exclusion. Sure, they now let in minorities, but they better be rich! If they weren’t excluding the poor and unconnected, no one would want to attend. |
They do not want those people. They cannot pay tuition and make big donations. |
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I have a disabled kid. As I’m not able to do some things. It’s not a learning styles difference. I don’t have any need to send my kid to some selective school. |
Exactly! MAGAS love being triggered/aggrieved even over things that are none of their business. |
Lol Yes, all those MAGAs who are in favor of DEI! Is it backwards day in your world? |
| In other news, the School for Cats is doubling down on its mouse diversity program. |
What MAGAs seem to love are these threads that are nothing more than a circle jerk. |