The Teachers' Lounge: Polarization Without Polarization
The Teachers' Lounge: Polarization Without Polarization Every morning at eight o'clock, the teachers' lounge in our school awakened to the same scene. Three teachers from unions E, G, and H would gather around the worn-out couch in the kitchen corner, clutching their pastries, their eyes radiating that innocent "we" gaze. "Oh, colleagues," said Mr. Frank ( Union E ), crumbs of sesame bread spilling from his mouth, "our school is wonderful, isn't it? No polarization whatsoever. We eat and drink together. Unity, solidarity, brotherhood!" "Well said!" added Ms. Grace (Union G), sipping her tea. "Look at this table. Union E, Union G, Union H... all here. No one gets hurt. World peace begins right here, friends!" Mr. Henry (Union H) lifted a piece of pastry into the air. "Every layer of this pastry comes from a different union! But look, they're all together. That's what I'm talking about!" Just then,...