On a Friday in
November of 2009, you committed your first overt act of administrative
fraud and corruption by colluding with Mr. [insert name here],
to have Assistant Principal, Felicia Bray removed from your administrative cabinet.
I hope you don’t mind if I call her by that title, since technically, she
should still have it. She did nothing wrong
professionally. She only did what was asked of her.
There is an old
adage... [Once you tell a secret it is no longer a secret]. So shall it
be. As it was told me, I shall tell it back to you. In our beloved common
workplace, where you happily whisper, wink and act on whims with your woeful
and wicked friends, let us revisit this fateful Friday in November three years ago where you
used your Athletic Director and his fraudulent documentation as evidence
against AP Bray and had her removed from MCSM, against her will. Only in a
corrupt bureaucracy can you get away with such social tyranny. You verbally granted a
subordinate assistant principal, Ms. Bray, permission to make a purchase, and
then fired her for misappropriating school funds when the bill arrived. To compound your lies you claimed and (testified) in a court you never
authorized such a purchase. Were you aware that when you testified you were under oath? Are you aware in New York State a verbal agreement is a binding contract especially wherein the presence of substantial witnesses? Did you know you were under the Oath of God? Or are you atheist? You claim to be a man of faith. The lies must stop. The devil is the king of all liars. Lies beget lies and so forth. You cannot lie and lead at the same time in a school for lies are false knowledge.Tell the truth. It shall set you free.
This is the tie
that binds you to the demonic one with crooked eyes and warped visions. Your secret
is no more for no secret is so sacred as to never be told. In that long room.... with his cold heart beating fast, he knew he was committing
a great sin, lying to advance professionally. As the frigid blood fiercely pumped
through his body, his wickedness jumped from his aura and manifested into
our tangible world, in the form of his signature, that he placed on a document, lasso'd around you, and granted you the authority to terminate AP Bray from
her current position. It spared two on that cold day but the moment it was lifted from the document, it failed to spare you.
At his left side
you sat believing this contrived plot would work and all would be forgotten in
time as the evil ruminated, and re-entered your co-conspirator's aura through the tip
of that pen and grew stronger ever since. Time heals all wounds but it does not remove scars. This evil seduced you daily and you
indulged. To the executor of AP Bray go the spoils. You rewarded this warlock with all the power his twisted heart desired. Foolishly, you did not
consider that, the craving for power has no means for fulfillment by any one...especially not you. Still, you used the warlock to remove AP Bray and in
return the man witch took everything from you. Your dignity, your honor, your
self respect, your logic, your ability to reason, your sensibility, your
independence, your trust of your own intuition, your sense of community and
worst of all, your ability to lead which fell first. He
used the power you bestowed upon him and brought in his own legions to protect him from you. Foul people who have no loyalties but to themselves and whatever power preserves them as they do wrong and knowingly so. In return you used him. You both got what you wanted but so many were vanquished for all the wrong reasons. All betray when the time is right for them. What time is it for you?
Yet I see children come here with wondrous smiles knowing not
the evil that lurks in the building until it touches them eventually which it always manages to in some fashion. You feign ignorance, disassociate, but
everyone knows you are the master manipulator. As you hide in your office, your
decisions destroy the social fabric of the lives of children, good men and
women. Your title as principal is not to preserve your own employment at any and all costs. You were empowered
to, simply put, “do good” by serving as an example of moral greatness, unquestioned intelligence and at the very least good, but preferably, great character. Something you thought was so complex was so painfully simple. Plant the seeds of kindness and help grow the
ones that were already planted on these shared hallow lands, blossom, prosper and each one teach one in good spirit and good faith. Instead you viewed
the lands as your own and the soured the once fertile soils of knowledge here. Perhaps
beyond the point of salvation. The toxicity is so foul. If you have any conscience at all it must haunt you, whoever you really are.
Three years have
passed. You have given all to the one with blurred sight and he gave to his own. So such that his treachery has totally possessed you. It has poisoned everything you have done
since that day just to preserve something that could not be preserved. While the balance of so many lives of good people, at your mercy were met with wrong instead of right time and time again for 1095 days straight since this evil act was committed. What an incredible secret you have
kept for so long. You truly know not how we are affected. Oh how hard you have worked to bury it so deep into the Earth
so far that it has gone through the crust, the mantle, the core and re-surfaced
through the crust on the other side of the planet to greet you plainly today. Hello.
Happy Bray Day!
