Yesterday, I introduced some of my pupils — in this case, a group of ten rowdy pre-teens — to the idea of decorum and vulgarity. There’s could well be a whiff

Yesterday, I introduced some of my pupils — in this case, a group of ten rowdy pre-teens — to the idea of decorum and vulgarity. There’s could well be a whiff of truth to a comparison between my class of children and this story about FB employees. It feels very old fashioned, but are we not getting a little burned out by a world where people openly nail gun their identity politics to the mast? When I were a lad (way back in the nineties) I was taught it was rude to talk about politics, religion, or money. This applied to anywhere one was in polite company, not just at home, and definitely not at work.