Oak Park and its environs are something of a liberal bastion in terms of population (very diverse in terms of race, ethnicity, class, and sexual orientation) and general attitudes, at least so far as you can tell from casual conversations. But every once in a while something happens that reminds you that homophobia, racism, etc. are not dead here. Not yet. It makes me sad. And it's sad to feel like we need to move Anand from the school where he and Kavya spent two largely happy years. But I don't think I could keep walking in the door and smiling at the administrator, or that I could peacefully walk out again, leaving my small son in her hands.