Post #4052253
2026-07-24 02:42 UTC
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Another memory;
Bussing in Boston. I'm 10 years old (1975) and we're watching the news, I remember a VERY angry woman screaming at buses with kids in them. I rode the bus to school every single day because I lived in Manassas Virginia which was so white and southern that we were taught, IN SCHOOL that "we won the battles of Manassas" but the school was across town.
Anyway, Boston.
I didn't understand why the woman on TV was so angry about bussing because it meant, to me, that she didn't have to drive her kids in! I loved the bus, I could read on the bus! It took 45 minutes to get to school and I looked forward to that time with my books!
I didn't put that memory into context until I took political science at #UMassBoston in like 1996. It just never occurred to me to question that memory and my parents never felt like explaining it to me!
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@timoj@mastodon.online 2026-07-24 02:45
@Dougfir@m.ai6yr.org @mycotropic@beige.party @cookiesinheaven@m.ai6yr.org @moira@mastodon.murkworks.net @ai6yr@m.ai6yr.org @larand@appdot.net @paul_ipv6@infosec.exchange @W6KME@mastodon.radio Dude. I went to TJ. 90 minutes, voluntary, from Centreville, each way, uphill, occasionally in the snow. That said, I was in my 20s before I’d learned that Virginia had closed public schools for years rather than integrate. Selective teaching is real, y’all.