BBC gives a dumb quiz on how much you know about evolution

September 25, 2018 • 8:15 am

Readers Dom and Kevin called my attention to this new quiz on the BBC website that supposedly tests your knowledge of evolution. It was compiled with the help of Dr. Paula Kover, who teaches evolution at the University of Bath.

Click on the screenshot to take the seven-question quiz. I got only 5/7, but that’s because the quiz is badly screwed up!

I won’t reveal six of the science questions (the seventh, below, has nothing to do with science), but I will say that question #5 is deeply screwed up, and the “correct” answer is either wrong or, at best, ambiguous. It could have been phrased better. Matthew and I both think it’s just wrong. (See here for an explanation.)

Matthew and I also objected to question #6. I won’t tell you what it is, but Matthew said it’s ambiguous because “better” is not defined. I agree. If you define “better” as “having increased fitness”, then the answer they give is wrong.

As for question #7, it has NOTHING to do with science, but is simply a sop to religion. And it’s personally insulting because I wrote an entire book supporting what the BBC says is the wrong answer. Here’s the question—guess what they consider the “right” answer:

The BBC could have done a much better job with this quiz since nearly half the questions come with either ambiguous or incorrect answers. So it goes.

 

Readers’ wildlife photos

September 25, 2018 • 7:30 am

Today we have a wonderful set of photos, including FOXES (Honorary Cats™), sent by ecologist/ornithologist/evolutionist Bruce Lyon, who’s been traveling in Canada and France. His comments are indented:

On my way to France I stopped in at Prince Edward Island (PEI), a small maritime province in Eastern Canada where my parents and sisters live. PEI is famous for a several things—lobsters, oysters, mussels, potatoes, and Anne of Green Gables (a famous novel by local author Lucy Maud Montgomery). PEI is also a well-known tourist destination for its beaches, pastoral landscapes and wonderful skies, which I illustrate below with two photos.

Below: The harbor in Summerside with a great blue heron (Ardea herodias).

 

Below: another landscape with nice sky and Canada geese (Branta canadensis).

PEI is not yet famous for its foxes but it should be; it is thick with these charming animals. I have been coming to PEI since I was a kid and in the past we rarely saw red foxes (Vulpes vulpes). Now they seem to be everywhere, particularly in towns and small cities, and they can be very tame and photogenic. My sister knows I love foxes, so we spent a few afternoons looking for them around the town of Summerside. We saw foxes on most days, including one lucky day with two different pairs.

Below: PEI is also famous for its red dirt; here a fox takes a siesta on top of a pile of red dirt.

Below: Another photo of the same dirt pile a couple of days later with what I suspect was the same fox or its mate. My cat Houdini often adopts this same pose when perched on a the top of a couch.

Below: We came across a pair of foxes foraging along a roadside. Here one of the foxes crosses the road. There is an obvious joke here, with the answer “to follow the chicken!.”

Below: same animal.

 Below: A second fox was traveling with the above fox, probably its mate. Look at that gorgeous tail!

Below: Same animal.

Below: One last photo of the same animal.

I am not sure why foxes now appear to be so much more abundant than in the past but a couple of factors might be at play. Perhaps foxes increased because people stopped persecuting them, which would not only lead to a larger population but also to foxes that are tamer and more visible. People now seem to really like the foxes.  In fact, foxes are now so popular that they were recently voted the provincial animal (vastly outpolling the original suggestion of the Holstein cow). A second factor that might have changed things is coyotes (Canis latrans)—they were not here in the past but arrived in the late 1970’s or 1980’s from the mainland by crossing the winter ice. It’s possible that coyotes displace foxes where they overlap, and foxes may have responded by taking refuge near people.

The islanders’ relationship with foxes was not always so benign—there was a large and extremely lucrative fur industry here until the late 1950’s, and it ended completely in the 70’s or 80’s. Online descriptions refer to the fox-farming era as both a PEI Gold Rush and an economic bubble—many people got very wealthy from the fur trade, but it eventually collapsed. Key to this story is a particular genetic variant of the red fox—the silver fox—with the gorgeous coat color shown below.

Below: A black or melanistic morph of the red fox. Color can vary considerable among black morph individuals, with some animals having a nice silver color—the silver fox. It was the silver animals that were prized for their fur and the photo below shows a very silver individual (photo from web).

According to Wikipedia: “Historically, silver foxes were among the most valued furbearers, and their skins were frequently worn by nobles in Russia, Western Europe, and China.” At first the pelts were from wild-trapped animals and, since these desired silver pelts were rare, then were worth their weight in gold (literally, and perhaps even more valuable than gold by weight). For example in 1900, one pelt fetched $1,807 at an auction (roughly a value of $45,000 today by some conversions I used). In 1910 a pound of gold (pound, not ounce!) cost $330—I am guessing that a fox pelt probably weighed about a pound or two so the above mentioned pelt was actually more valuable than gold.

Given the value of the pelts it is not surprising that someone figured out how to breed foxes in captivity and focus on breeding the silver animals in particular. Based on a newspaper article I found, two enterprising guys (a druggist and farmer) captured black foxes from the wild and were able to get them breed by putting pairs in large outdoor enclosures in wooded habitat near Alberton PEI. Foxes can have large litters so the captive breeding soon generated large numbers of foxes. Given the value of the pelts, the foxes became the goose that laid the golden egg. News about the captive breeding got out and others started farming the animals. At one point 10% of the island farmers were raising foxes. One of my mother’s uncle raised foxes and I saw his setup in the 1960’s.

Fun facts from the article I read: In 1913 it was estimated that the island’s foxes were worth twice as much as all cattle, horses, sheep, swine and poultry combined. People went crazy over foxes—just like a gold rush—and many literally bet the family farm on investing in foxes. Although many got rich, others did not. The relatives of Lucy Montgomery (author of Anne of Green Gables) borrowed a lot of money to invest in foxes but lost most of it, but not before tearing down the Montgomery’s house to build fox pens and squandering most of the writer’s savings.

Below: A photo of a fox farm from the web. Based on this photo it seems that people eventually got pairs of foxes to breed in fairly small enclosures that were out in the open. All those poor little foxes.

Fortunately for the foxes the fur bubble eventually burst, for a few reasons: the anti-fur movement had a big effect,  but also the Europeans had begun their own breeding programs.  And two wars and a depression didn’t help.

Apparently, there are still extremely wealthy families on the island who originally made their money from foxes. The relationship with foxes today is very different and my sense is that most people on the island love the adorable little animals. They are not only the provincial animal but the provincial coat of arms was recently changed to acknowledge the important contribution the foxes played in the island’s history.

Below: the PEI coat of arms, with foxes and the provincial bird, the blue jay. My next contribution will include the jays!

 

 

Tuesday: Hili dialogue

September 25, 2018 • 6:30 am

It’s the first Tuesday of autumn in this hemisphere—September 25, 2018—and it’s both National Lobster Day and National Food Service Worker’s Day (but who is the one worker implied by the placement of the apostrophe?).

Here’s a lobster joke:

A man walks into a bar carrying a large lobster and orders a double scotch. The barman pours him a drink and remarks “That’s a good sized lobster you have there.”

“Do you like lobsters?” asks the man, who has obviously had several scotches prior to his arriving in this bar.

“I love them.” replies the barman.

“Well, here. Take it.” The drunken sod passed the lobster to the barman.

“Thank you very much.” he said. “I’ll take it home for dinner.”

“No, no, no.” said the drunk. “He’s already had his dinner, why don’t you take him to see a movie or something?”

It’s also the Christian feast day of Finbarr of Cork, the city where dwelleth Grania.

Today’s Google Doodle reminds us that election day is six weeks away, and clicking on it will, if you’re American, take you to information about how to register to vote in your state. I’ll be out of the country on Election Day but have already applied for an absentee ballot. Let’s drain the swamp!

On September 25, 1237, England and Scotland established their common border by signing the Treaty of York.  On this day in 1513, the Spanish explorer Vascu Núñez de Balboa finally reached the Pacific Ocean. This is from Keats, referring to the wrong guy:

Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star’d at the Pacific—and all his men
Look’d at each other with a wild surmise—
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
On this day in 1789, the U.S. passed 12 amendments to the Constitution, including the ten now called the Bill of Rights. On September 25, 1957, the government desegregated Central High School in Little Rock, Arkansas by using Army troops. And, in 1974, according to Wikipedia, “The first ulnar collateral ligament replacement surgery (Tommy John surgery) [was] performed, on baseball player Tommy John.” Finally, exactly four years ago, O’Hare airport here in Chicago regained its title as the world’s busiest airport by passing Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport in Atlanta, Georgia. But now we’re back to #6, passed by these in decreasing order of business (passenger traffic): Hartsfield, Beijing, Dubai, Tokyo, and Los Angeles. How embarrassing! I’ve been to all of these airports but can speak knowledgeably only of Hartsfield and Los Angeles airports, both of which SUCK big time.
Notables born on September 25 include Fletcher Christian (1764), Thomas Hunt Morgan (1866, my academic great grandfather and Nobel Laureate), William Faulkner (1897), Dmitri Shostakovich (1906), 1929, Barbara Walters (she’s 88 today and still going strong), Shel Silverstein (1930), Glenn Gould (1932) and Catherine Zeta-Jones (1969). Those who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on this day include Miller Huggins (1929), Ring Lardner (1933), Emily Post (1960), Erich Maria Remarque (1970), George Plimpton and Edward Said (both 2003), Andy Williams (2012) and Arnold Palmer (2016).

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili guffaws at on something Andrzej just wrote. As Malgorzata explains, “In a way this is Hili’s comment on Andrzej’s article of today, “Will artificial intelligence give us artificial rationality?” (funny, ironic, sad and serious at the same time).

A: Did you read it? Reportedly humans are more and more rational
Hili: Don’t make me laugh.
In Polish:
Ja: Czytałaś? Podobno ludzie są coraz bardziej racjonalni.
Hili: Nie rozśmieszaj mnie.
Yesterday Andrzej and Malgorzata visited Andrzej the Second and Elzbieta, as well as Leon, who got some Japanese “cat’s snacks” sent by Hiroko Kubota:

Leon: I’ve been waiting all year for this Japanese delicacy.

A tweet from reader Blue, once again proving that cats are part liquid:

https://twitter.com/m_yosry2012/status/1043812517192114177

and a tweet from Matthew. Yes, the Bible says this!

Tweets from Grania: The first one is stunning (turn video on to see dolphins having fun):

Emus are just bizarre—the most dinosaurian of ratites:

https://twitter.com/BoringEnormous/status/1043444568308547585

Sound on:

https://twitter.com/EmrgencyKittens/status/1043889030851698688

Baby tabbies are adorable. Here’s on cooling off in a bodega:

Clearly a bird with strongly developed aesthetic tastes. . . .

Grania’s answer to this question is “cat videos!”

Grania calls this “religion as absurdist theater”:

I want one of these! This one’s at University College Cork, but I could use it in my office:

Matthew sent a cartoon from SMBC by Zack Weinersmith. Clearly mortality is weighing on him, as it is on me:

The last words of a dying classmate

September 24, 2018 • 3:15 pm

One of my classmates—a guy I knew slightly but who was greatly liked—passed away a few days ago from stomach cancer. This was very sad, but he leavened his own passing with his last words. Here’s the last bit of his obituary:

Such was the rebellious and Leftist Class of 1971 at the College of William and Mary. RIP, Dr. Robinett.

h/t: Hempenstein

 

 

Paul Simon hangs it up, gives last concert in Queens

September 24, 2018 • 2:30 pm

It’s hard to believe that Paul Simon is nearly 77, for I remember him when he was just a sprout—though an immensely talented one.  But he just gave the last concert on his last tour, saying that he wants to spend more time with his family. (He hasn’t ruled out future appearances in what he calls “a [hopefully] acoustically pristine hall.”) And I was a big fan, though I didn’t like a lot of the music he produced after parting with Garfunkel in the early 1970s. That will make me an outlier, as many people think that Graceland is one of his best albums, and that songs like “50 Ways to Leave Your Lover” are masterpieces (confession: I despise that song).

But here are ten eleven of Simon’s songs I really loved; and they were all done when he was with Garfunkel:

Old Friends
The Sounds of Silence
America
Homeward Bound
I Am A Rock
The Boxer
The Dangling Conversation
Bridge Over Troubled Water
A Hazy Shade of Winter
For Emily, Whenever I Might Find Her
Kathy’s Song

The man was a musical and lyrical genius; of that there’s no doubt.

Rolling Stone gives the list of songs he played at the last concert, and reports on how it went:

 But instead of turning it into an evening of sad reflection about the cruel passage of time, Simon – just a few weeks away from his 77th birthday – turned it into a party in the park where complete strangers could groove together to “Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes,” harmonize on the “lie la lie” chorus of “The Boxer” and jump up and down while screaming out every word to “You Can Call Me Al.” At almost no point in the night did Simon even hint at the fact that it was the end of his last tour, even if his eyes looked a little misty near the end of “Homeward Bound.”

Like every show on this tour, it began with a rearranged rendition of Simon & Garfunkel’s classic “America.” It’s a durable song that has managed to work in everything from David Bowie’s set at the post-9/11 Concert For New York City to a 2016 Bernie Sanders campaign commercial. And now in the Trump era, the “empty and aching” kid on the bus seemed to be speaking for many Americans. The president’s name was never uttered, but after a haunting “American Tune” near the end of the night Simon said, “Strange times, huh? Don’t…Give…Up.”

“America” went right into “50 Ways To Leave Your Lover,” “The Boy in the Bubble” and “Dazzling Blue” from his 2011 overlooked triumph So Beautiful or So What. It set the stage for an evening where he toggled between his greatest hits and album cuts only familiar to the true devotees. “Most of these songs that I’m going to play tonight I think you’ll be familiar with, maybe a few you’ll be less so,” he said early on. “But the rhythm tunes are all written with the idea you’ll get up and dance.”

They certainly did dance, especially when he kicked into the opening chords of “Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard” and everyone had the unique chance to sing about “Rosie the Queen of Corona” in Corona. His wife Edie Brickell even came out to deliver the famous whistle solo with impressive skill. The mood then quieted down when the chamber ensemble yMusic came to the front of the stage to accompany Simon on “Rene and Georgette Magritte With Their Dog After the War,” a fantastically obscure Hearts and Bones song that he’s resurrected on his new album In the Blue Light. That album was a commercial dud in 1983, but time has been very kind to it.

Here’s a news report on Simon’s last concert:

And what I think may be Simon’s best song, performed live at their Central Park concert:

Kerfuffle continues about professor who wouldn’t write a recommendation for a student to study in Israel

September 24, 2018 • 1:20 pm

I’ve written earlier about University of Michigan faculty member John Cheney-Lippold, an associate professor of American Culture who refused to write a letter of recommendation for an undergraduate who wanted to study in Israel. (To be precise, he first agreed but then reneged when he found the letter was for an Israeli program. Cheney-Lippold is a supporter of the anti-Semitic BDS program.) My view was that once Cheney-Lippold had agreed to write a letter—and it would have been a positive one judging by his offer to recommend the student for other programs—he was bound, as a professional duty, to write a supportive letter. His politics aren’t supposed to impede the careers of his students.

I offered that opinion in an email sent to the President of the University of Michigan, to Cheney-Lippold’s chair, and to the several trustees of the University of Michigan. I did not ask that Cheney-Lippold be fired, but rather that the University clarify that a professor’s political opinions should not play a role in whether a student should get a letter of recommendation. So far I haven’t heard back, except for a lame response from Cheney-Lippold’s chair (see below).

Inside Higher Ed (IHE) gives some newer responses to this controversy. The first is the University of Michigan’s own statement, which they then changed, supposedly on grounds of brevity (what a crock!). My emphasis on this IHE report:

The University of Michigan, for its part, issued a statement affirming its opposition to the boycott of Israeli academic institutions, and clarifying that no academic department or unit has taken a stance in support of it.

“Injecting personal politics into a decision regarding support for our students is counter to our values and expectations as an institution,” the university said in a statement issued Tuesday. An earlier statement from the university described the faculty member’s decision as “disappointing,” but that language was removed from the subsequent statement, which a spokesman said was revised for purposes of concision.

Does anybody believe that “concision” excuse?

Then of course professors were interviewed, and of course their views differed, with the Israel-hating ones saying that Cheney-Lippold’s decision was fine. On my part, I would have written a letter had a student asked me to study in Palestine (given, of course, that I could have positively recommended the student on academic grounds). A reader asked me if I would have written a recommendation for a student to work with the Templeton Foundation, which I loathe. My answer was, “Of course!”. To me it’s not a matter of freedom of speech, or of academic freedom, but of professional duty: helping and mentoring your students.

While the American Association of University Professors, which opposes academic boycotts like the BDS movement, didn’t issue an official statement, some of its members gave their opinion, all opposing what Cheney-Lippold did. IHE reports:

“In general, AAUP policy does not address whether faculty are obligated to write letters of reference,” said Hans-Joerg Tiede, the associate secretary of the AAUP’s Department of Academic Freedom, Tenure and Governance. “I think that it’s generally understood that writing such letters falls within the professional duties of faculty members. I also think that it’s generally understood that faculty members may decline to write a particular letter in particular instances, for example, because they believe that they have insufficient information on which to base such a letter. In general, refusing to write a letter of reference on grounds that are discriminatory would appear to be at odds with the AAUP’s Statement on Professional Ethics.”

John K. Wilson, the co-editor of the AAUP’s blog, “Academe,” said, “Writing a letter of recommendation is not like teaching a class; it is a voluntary activity, and not a necessary part of one’s academic work. Professors are given broad discretion to decide how, and if, to write a letter. And they can decline if they think the opportunity is not in the best interests of the student, even if the student disagrees.”

“However, I think it is morally wrong for professors to impose their political views on student letters of recommendation.” Wilson stressed however, that the professor should not be punished. “If a professor was systematically refusing to write letters of recommendation because they are time-consuming and unrewarded in academia, it might be appropriate for colleagues to judge it as a small mark against them on the service criterion. But a singular case like this certainly should not be punished in any way,” he said.

Cary Nelson, a former AAUP president and an opponent of the movement to boycott Israeli academic institutions, argued on the other hand that the professor could be punished. “What the professor did violated the student’s academic freedom — the right to apply to study at any program anywhere in the world,” said Nelson, a professor emeritus of English and Jewish culture and society at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign.

Nelson said he believes it is a violation of professional ethics for a professor to decline to write a letter for a student on the basis of politics. A faculty member has the right not to write a recommendation, but not based on political objections to the university or nation in which the student is interested in studying, or the student’s own politics, Nelson argued.

I agree with all of these people, including about the lack of punishment. IHE also got dissenting statements from those who participate in boycotts of Israel. You can read their pathetic rationalizations for yourself, but here’s one:

Reflecting a different view, David Klein, a professor of mathematics at California State University, Northridge, and a member of the organizing collective of the U.S. Campaign for the Academic and Cultural Boycott of Israel, argued it was the professor’s prerogative not to write the letter. Klein, who opposes study abroad programming in Israel, said he agreed with Cheney-Lippold’s decision.

“First of all, a professor has a right to decline a request to write a letter of recommendation under any circumstances: that’s a choice a professor makes about a student and a goal. In this case I think it’s the ethical thing to do. The study abroad program for Israel is really a propaganda program to legitimize the apartheid system in Israel and I think it’s proper for a professor to object to participate in that,” Klein said.

Once someone starts using the words “apartheid state” with respect to Israel, while ignoring the much greater “apartheid-ness” of Palestine (actually, I don’t like the use of that word outside the topic of South Africa), you know they’ve jumped the shark. If any state is an apartheid state, it’s the Palestinian territories, but of course these mushbrained Lefties ignore that.

But enough. Here’s the tepid response to the letter I wrote(see it here) from Cheney-Lippold’s chair, Alexandra Stern. Note that my letter already said that the University of Michigan and its departments do not have positions on divestment. apparently Dr. Stern not read what I wrote:

Dear Dr. Coyne:
 
Thank you for your message. 

Our department does not have a position on BDS (nor does any other department at this university). University of Michigan has long opposed boycotts and has made official public statements to this effect in 2013 and 2017.

The University’s official statement regarding this matter can be found here.

Warm wishes,

Alex

Reading the last link, I do find something a bit heartening (I’ve put it in bold):

University of Michigan statement
Sept. 18, 2018

Injecting personal politics into a decision regarding support for our students is counter to our values and expectations as an institution.

The academic goals of our students are of paramount importance. It is the university’s position to take all steps necessary to make sure our students are supported. In this particular situation, the student has asked that we respect this as a private matter.

While members of the University of Michigan community have a wide range of individual opinions on this and many other topics, the university has consistently opposed any boycott of Israeli institutions of higher education.

No academic department or any other unit at the University of Michigan has taken a stance that departs from this long-held university position.

The university’s approach has been stated publicly by university leaders, including this statement from the president and provost in 2013 and this statement from members of the university’s governing Board of Regents in 2017.

Maybe they can have a quiet word with Dr. Cheney-Lippold about his university’s “values and expectations.”

 

Professor “accidentally” gives Nazi salute in class, gets fired

September 24, 2018 • 11:15 am

This article from the New York Times‘s education issue (click on screenshot) tells us once again the degree of political sensitivity in American schools—this time in an elite New York secondary school. It’s a long read, but worth it:

https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2018/09/05/magazine/friends-new-york-quaker-school-ben-frisch-hitler-joke.html

The story in short: a somewhat socially awkward but popular teacher, Ben Frisch, who worked for years at Friends Seminary in Manhattan (a private Quaker school for rich kids), wound up turning an extended arm into what he thought was a joke. But it turned out to be a bad and misconceived joke. As the NYT reports:

Ben Frisch opened his Feb. 14 pre-calculus class at Friends Seminary the same way that he opened all his classes over the course of his 34 years at the private Quaker school in Manhattan: with an invitation to his students to share anything that was on their minds, followed by the gentle ringing of a chime and a long moment of silence. He then introduced the day’s lesson, involving the calculating of angles of depression and elevation. Frisch straightened out his right arm to demonstrate. He lowered it down and then raised it up. Glancing at his arm, now fully extended and pointing slightly upward, Frisch realized something: He was inadvertently pantomiming the Nazi salute. Frisch is a practicing Quaker, but his father was Jewish, and two of his great-grandmothers were killed at Auschwitz. Mortified, he searched for some way to defuse the awkwardness of the moment. And then he said it: “Heil Hitler!”

A few students gasped; others exchanged surprised looks or laughed nervously. Instantly aware that his stab at Mel Brooks-style parody hadn’t landed, Frisch lowered his arm and tried to explain himself, telling his students that it used to be common to make fun of Nazis. Only recently, he said, had such jokes become taboo. He resumed the lesson, and the weird moment seemed to be over.

It wasn’t. Frisch was fired.

Parents’ reaction were somewhat mixed about this, but, as the Times reports, “the overwhelming majority of students, teachers, and alumni disapproved of Frisch’s firing”, though some thought this was “unforgivably offensive.” I don’t think so. It was a hamhanded attempt to make a joke out of a weird gesture, and it backfired. Frisch even apologized, but it wasn’t enough. And the fact that his father was Jewish and two relatives were killed in the Holocaust didn’t matter. Bo Lauder, head of the school, who wants to make it the equivalent of Manhattan’s most elite private prep schools, terminated Frisch. Further, he prohibited the students from putting out an issue of their newspaper that defended Frisch, and then fired the editors when they disseminated the issue to the school as a pdf. Lauder’s excuse?

Lauder did not consider the “Heil Hitler” episode a close call. “Personally, I was appalled,” he told me. “I couldn’t imagine, even as a joke — and I grew up watching ‘Hogan’s Heroes’ — that in a class that had nothing to do with history or World War II or Nazism or teaching German language that an incident like that could happen.” I asked Lauder why he felt he needed to go so far as to fire Frisch. “One of our pledges is to make all of our students feel safe,” he replied. “And that is something that I take very, very seriously.”

That no one has accused Frisch of being an anti-Semite was beside the point: His invocation of the Nazi salute in a classroom full of high school students, regardless of his intentions, was enough to end his career. On today’s campus, words and symbols can be seen as a form of violence; to many people, engaging in a public debate about the nuances of their power is to tolerate their use.

This really is going too far, and abrogates common decency and an empathic understanding of what happened. It isn’t even close to Count Dankula, the Scotsman who trained his girlfriend’s dog to make a “Heil Hitler” salute with his paw when Dankula said “Gas the Jews.” That was deliberate, though a (bad) joke—and I think Dankula, who was convicted, should have been found innocent. But what Frisch did wasn’t even a deliberate joke: just a misfired attempt to turn a gesture into something lighthearted. But these days you don’t use Hitler to be lighthearted.

So kudos to the students, teachers, and parents who are supporting Frisch (see photo below). Although he was fired, Frisch was a member of a teacher’s union, and they’re appealing his suspension.

Some of the supportive students; it’s heartening to see such sentiments in students not yet in college:

BENJAMIN LEVINE, ABRAHAM LEVIN, CAMILO DURR AND MAEVE WOOLLEN, ALL RECENT GRADUATES OF FRIENDS SEMINARY, AT STUYVESANT SQUARE PARK. ELIZABETH BICK FOR THE NEW YORK TIMES

h/t: Grania