As a kid who was so far ahead of “regular” classes she regularly fell asleep, got punished, or was sent to the principal due to the stunning boredom, the kind of smug, self-important attitude displayed by the woman in this recent Slate feature (and to a slight extent, by the columnist as well) makes me want to vomit. Your kids do not belong to you; they are not little puppets for you to virtue-signal with so your friends can see how much you support the vile but popular doctrine, equality of outcomes. They are individuals whose whole lives will be shaped by your refusal to give them an education that will challenge them, teach them to use their abilities, and prepare them to make a life for themselves outside of your moralistic shadow. Denying bright kids honors or AP classes doesn’t make you a champion of the proletariat; it makes you an abuser.
