| Subject: CURTIS SLIWA |
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MIKE SLOAN
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Date Posted: 21:31:19 12/25/05 Sun
HERE IS AN EXCERPT FROM A RECENT INTERVIEW WITH TALK SHOW HOST CURTIS SLIWA'S MEMORIES OF CANARSIE HIGH SCHOOL Bill: Okay now is it true that you were thrown out of high school, expelled from high school?
Curtis: I went to a Jesuit high school in Brooklyn and my dad and mom worked two jobs. My dad was a merchant seaman, he would come home and work another job during his vacation. And my mom would work two jobs to make sure the kids had everything that they could only dream about as depression kids. Pop wanted football, little league baseball, piano lessons, martial arts lessons, parochial school education. So I had the best possible education. And I learned at a very young age that there are consequences, there are actions for every reaction. And I had challenged the dress code authority that the Jesuits had imposed for disciplinary purposes. You had to come to school every day with a jacket and tie. I was elected student government president in my senior year by a mass majority of the votes of the students and their priority was to change the dress code policy. And I pushed the envelope. And I’ll never forget the headmaster, Father Jack Alexander and the prefect of discipline bringing me in with my parents at my side and telling me, you’ll soon be on the outside looking in if you continue to do this because you are violating the whole spirit of why your parents work so hard to send you to this school. I assumed that all the young men in this school would back me up if I fought for their issue. It really wasn’t a big issue to me, but we were taught outside of the classroom that you study hard and you put your principles into action and you fight for your actions. Meantime you have to understand the Jesuits took to the right of Ayatollah Khomeini when it came to their disciplinary standings. But they warned me they would throw me out. And I didn’t heed their advice. And one day I came into school and on the student bulletin board it said, Curtis Sliwa was no longer student government president. A week later, it said, Curtis Sliwa is no longer a student. The prefect of discipline took me to my locker, I cleaned out my locker. It was like I was a leper. None of my fellow students would come anywhere near me. And the next thing you know, I was on a one way trip to Palukaville. A local public school that was like Animal House 2. I get registered in Kanarsy High School cause I just need a few regent’s credits to graduate and go off to Brown University. Although I’m very thankful I didn’t go to Brown University. While in Kanarsy…you can figure out the reasons. But while in Kanarsy, I’m sitting in a class, a subject I had had back in my freshman year in history and a teacher asked these three gahoons for the homework. And they give him lip, and then they physically assault him. Now, I haven’t done a very good job as a Roman Catholic in turning the cheek in my life. I got involved. I used pain compliance on these cahones. I put one of their heads through the blackboard. When the dean came rushing in, he saw only me ramming this guys head into the blackboard, the teacher had fallen on the ground and had cut his head, he had passed out. He couldn’t come to my assistance. They chained and shackled me, bring me to the police precinct, they arrest me for assault and battery. I mean, it couldn’t get any worse. Finally, the teacher recovered, he had gotten some stitches. He tells the Dean, oh no, Curtis did the right thing or they may have turned me into a speed bump. Now the next day when I returned to class, I didn’t expect to get the red carpet treatment, but I didn’t expect to get the fleabag treatment. The Dean called me into his office, read me the riot act. He said, don’t you ever get involved like that. What do you think we’re around for? You call us, we’ll get involved. And I just asked this question. I said, you mean, after he was room temperature? You know I think my sarcasm got a little too much. And that was it, I was kicked out of Kanarsy High School for what I thought was doing the right thing.
CANARSIE HIGH
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