I'm retiring, but for twenty-eight years, I've taught children how not to grow up to be like Tommie-poo. I've been watching him slowly sink back below third-grade level in mental ability (assuming that he ever got beyond it in the first place). Like many patients with cognitive impairments, he doesn't even realize that his brain has turned to cottage cheese. His being a loyal Trump-slave probably hasn't helped.
I find it highly risible that in the same thread, one clown accuses me of being an English teacher, while another accuses me of not being an English teacher. I guess I inspire high passions in the tiny-brained folk, or something.