Parenting and drugs—this isn’t 1978

Just before the turn of the new millennium, my husband and I were sitting in our living room, our sleeping baby in my arms. Somehow we got on the subject of teenage hijinks and the state forest behind our house. My husband and I had both grown up in places with convenient nooks and crannies for teens to get up to the usual teen stuff away from the prying eyes of adults.

Photo by Emiliano Bar on Unsplash

We gazed out the back window at the trees. When we were young in the 70s and 80s, it was very typical for teens to sneak out into the woods to smoke some weed (we called it pot!). Of course there was quite a stigma about more hardcore drugs, but there was always this sense that cannabis was no big deal.

But life in the 90s was different. The topic of our conversation was “What will we tell our kid about drugs?” And the reason for our conversation was the so-called War on Drugs, which had imprisoned a large number of young people. At that point, we were regularly reading about young adults losing their freedom over the sorts of mistakes cops used to shrug about.

What will we tell him? we asked each other. Little did we know that we’d face a much harder question 23 years later.

This isn’t 1978

In so many ways, the lives are teens are fundamentally different now. And that means that parenting is fundamentally different. The War on Drugs gave my husband and me pause in 1999, but we had no idea that once our children were young adults, a whole new danger would arise.

I’ve spent the last few weeks reporting on the fentanyl crisis in my county. One thing I learned is that most of us have it all wrong. Most people would probably not get 100% on this important quiz:

True or false:

  • Fentanyl overdoses mainly happen to homeless drug addicts
  • Fentanyl overdoses happen to people who knew they were taking a dangerous substance
  • Opioid overdoses are someone else’s problem

All of those statements are false, it turns out. The fentanyl crisis is not an overdose crisis. It’s a murder crisis.

Murder isn’t too strong a word

The word was used by a grieving mom I interviewed, and at first it gave me pause. She told me that her son’s death would be labeled an overdose, but it wasn’t an overdose since he didn’t mean to take fentanyl at all. He thought he was taking half a Xanax he’d bought from a street dealer. He’d been suffering from anxiety, and the pandemic hadn’t helped. He’d run through his health insurance’s therapy allowance, so now he was self-medicating, as so many do.

He took half a Xanax, went to sleep, and never woke up.

You might argue that this was an unintentional poisoning, but there is clear intent and clear understanding of the consequences on the part of the people who are manufacturing, distributing, and selling these drugs. Manufacturers are adding fentanyl because it’s cheap and because it creates a quick addiction—thus a guaranteed profit. The deaths aren’t affecting their bottom line, so they’re ignoring them, spiking even “prescription” drugs like Xanax with enough fentanyl to kill someone.

So if you think it’s just opiate addicts who are dying, think again. A kid who thinks they’re buying a relatively safe “party drug” can end up addicted or dead from a drug they didn’t even know they were taking.

How that conversation would go now

Here’s where I imagine myself sitting with that baby in my arms now rather than at the end of a very different millennium. Then, we were concerned about the government harming our child who had just been acting as teens have throughout human history. Now, the fear is of a much deeper, much more permanent harm perpetrated by people we can’t vote out of office.

I really don’t know what we’d say.

My heart goes out to parents who have young teens now. These years when our kids are forming their sense of self are so fraught with danger even when someone isn’t willfully putting them in harm’s way.

Let kids know the risk

Young people are dying now. Sadly, the mainstream media seems to be ignoring it, or maybe families are embarrassed and don’t want to admit why their child died.

I wish more families of victims would speak out and educate other parents about what’s happening. I hope that parents are listening and not just falling back on stereotypes—”That would never happen to our kid.”

My article contains tips for talking to your child about drug use, as well as information about how and when to use Narcan/naloxone.

Resources:

  • If you are in California, you can get Narcan from any pharmacy. The pharmacist can write you a prescription, and you don’t have to have a reason. Health officials recommend that everyone have some at home—if not for your own family, possibly for someone who visits your home. You can also get it free from most public and nonprofit addiction services.
  • On my blog: Parenting and Drugs: This isn’t 1978

Podcasts:

The Unintended Consequences of Law-making

Last summer, a group of California residents involved in various ways in homeschooling noticed with alarm that state legislators were planning to tinker with a little-noticed part of the education code called Independent Study (IS).

Little-noticed before the pandemic, that is.

Once we’d gone through the big pause and schools started to reopen, administrators noticed something alarming: some families liked home learning. They realized how little time in school was spent on actual study, how much more time they had to pursue their passions, and in many cases, how much better the child’s physical and mental health was.

In other words, these families found out that they were actually homeschoolers.

The state found this distressing, however, and was moving to curtail it. They tightened the rules concerning IS, requiring homeschool programs to have “daily instruction,” for example. They also tightened the already stranglingly tight rules for online charter schools.

What they didn’t know (but should have, since we kicked up as big a fuss as we could) was that IS is used not just by families trying to keep their kids from going back to a physical school during Covid. IS is used to serve the needs of a diverse set of students, from kids learning many grades ahead to kids with severe physical and mental illness.

And here we are five months later, with another round of changes to ed law on the horizon. And again, here we homeschoolers are, kickin’ up as big a fuss as we can.

Following you can read my letter regarding how the unintended consequences of their ed law changes have affected my particular profession. But I can assure you, this tale is just a small part of the larger picture. These “small changes” they made have wreaked havoc with home educators, and are pushing homeschoolers out of the public school system.

As I explain in my letter, this abandoning of the system is to no one’s benefit. I deeply believe in public schooling. But I also deeply believe in serving the needs of kids on the margins. And the public schools are making this harder and harder to do.


Dear Legislator,

I am writing because I think it is extremely important for legislators to be aware of the unintended consequences of changes they make to law, in this case, education law. The experiences I will detail below concern the changes to Independent Study (IS) that were enacted in 2021 under AB 130 and 167. I feel this is very important for you to read through before the vote on further changes to the ed code next week.

In August 2021, when these changes were being debated, a group of Santa Cruz-based public homeschooling/IS educators met with State Senator John Laird to discuss their concerns over the proposals. Though I was kept from attending by one of our famous Santa Cruz traffic snarls, my colleagues did a great job of explaining to Sen. Laird how public school-enrolled homeschoolers use Independent Study to serve the needs of vulnerable students. 

It is now five months later, and as predicted by those of us who met with Sen. Laird, these changes have had a devastating effect on our families and teachers. I will let our local public homeschool program advocates speak for themselves; this letter concerns the online private school I teach for, Athena’s Advanced Academy.

First, a short introduction: Athena’s attracts a variety of students, both in school and homeschooled. Our core population is gifted children who are homeschooling, many of them through public charters using IS. These families choose homeschooling for a variety of reasons: 

  • because their local districts can’t suit the student’s needs for advanced coursework
  • because our “square peg” students have been bullied and harassed (both by fellow students and by school staff)
  • because our population overlaps significantly with at-risk students who are LGBTQ+, have mental health issues, or have severe physical health problems that keep them from attending physical school.

Our courses take place fully online. We do not use video, and students are asked not to divulge their full names, ages, or other significant details. They are never physically in a room with the teacher or other students. All of our sessions are recorded. Athena’s conducts thorough background checks on all instructors. As you can see, the risk of attending courses at Athena’s is practically nonexistent.

Before I go into the details, here are just a few results of the changes you enacted in August:

  • The owner of our school, Dr. Kirsten Stein, is a single mom who homeschooled her own children (one of whom graduated from UC at the age of 19!) through the California charter school system. She has spent “countless hours” trying to accommodate the different demands from each of the charter schools we work with, all because of the recent changes. 
  • The teachers who live in California (a minority of our educators) spent $85-$195 per teacher to get Livescanned. In other words, we paid as much money as a student pays us for a class in order to have that student in our class!
  • The teachers who live in other states have had to drive hours, make multiple phone calls, and research conflicting advice in order to get fingerprinted and get the prints transferred into California’s system. One teacher is out over $500 so far and her prints have not yet showed up in the system.
  • One of the two teachers who live outside of the United States saw the writing on the wall and got into the system when she was in the US at the end of the summer. She was lucky. The other one, who lives in Norway, has spent hours of research, to no avail. She will lose over half of her students because they are enrolled in charter schools and aren’t allowed to be in a virtual classroom with a teacher who has not been Livescanned.

Just from those four bullet points, you can see how disruptive the law has been to our school. You could certainly stop reading here and be fully aware that the changes you made were harmful to a very vulnerable population, but I hope that you will read on so that you can fully understand our situation.

When this saga started, Dr. Stein was faced with a number of issues stemming from the law’s requirement that our instructors be fingerprinted.

  • The cost of initiating individual educator fingerprinting for each of the 15+ charter schools would have been prohibitive, so that was not on the table.
  • After many hours of research, Dr. Stein decided that Athena’s would obtain the credentials needed to fingerprint our teachers and convey the results to the charter schools, which required attaining an Originating Agency Identification (ORI) number for Athena’s.
  • After five months of continuous effort, dealing with the DOJ and the uniqueness of Athena’s situation, the ORI was obtained.

At that point, each individual instructor’s arduous task started. Please note that instructors make between $100 and $200 per student per course, and so far only one of us has kept our expenses under $100! Many of us teach part-time while homeschooling our own children, so clearly, the cost is prohibitive to us. But the cost has been dwarfed by the time trying to figure out the US’s labyrinthine system of education, privacy, and interstate communication. It’s truly been a disaster!

The intent of the law, I assume, was to better and more safely educate our students. Our students are not safer because of this law. They will not be better educated. Their parents will not feel more comfortable with their choice of Athena’s as an educational provider. This law has done nothing but force us into a Kafkaesque tragicomedy which keeps us from doing what we love: educating our unusual, smart, inquisitive, creative, and vulnerable students in our shared passions.

Here is a sampling of students who are in my courses:

  • A child with such debilitating illness that she can’t attend physical school
  • A lesbian girl so harassed at her public school that she attempted suicide last year
  • A transgender teen who loves the freedom of attending Athena’s as the person she is—while at home her parents won’t let her talk about “that girl nonsense” 
  • Multiple young teens who are attending college and see Athena’s as a safe place to interact with students their own age
  • A twelve-year-old who writes full-length novels and is seeking publication
  • Brilliant children with learning disabilities better accommodated at home than a remedial classroom

Our students deserve a school like Athena’s. Independent Study allows them to maintain their status as public school students while also pursuing an education that suits their needs. Like Dr. Stein, both of my children were public school students the entire time they homeschooled. One of them just graduated with honors from UC. We are not the fringe-dwelling crackpots portrayed in the press.

From our point of view, the crux of this situation is that lawmakers view homeschool educators with suspicion. Public homeschool programs that use Independent Study, a lifeline for our families, are seen as bilking the government out of money needed to educate children in mainstream schools. There is no acknowledgement that our public schools have become unable to educate a significant portion of the population due to narrowing of the curriculum, draconian attendance rules, and lack of accountability when a child is harassed or bullied.

Athena’s is a wonderful place. Our students love the community and the sense of belonging that they get in a place where they aren’t seen as different and where their academic needs are met. Many of our families scrape together the money they need to pay for our classes, but the lucky ones are able to enroll in public programs that pay their tuition.

I realize that the legislators making these changes thought they were solving problems. I also know, however, that they were not unaware of the vulnerable children whose education they were going to upend in making these changes. My two colleagues who met with Sen. Laird made sure that he understood the consequences and I sent him a letter detailing my separate concerns after the meeting. 

I urge you to consider that in order to make good laws that help our state’s children become educated citizens, you have to consider all of our children. Yes, the majority of our children do just fine in mainstream schools, but our vulnerable children do not. Many need Independent Study to serve their needs. Our society needs them not to fall through the cracks, and it is in the State’s best interests to keep them in the public school system.

My own children are now grown, but if they were homeschoolers now, we would have left the system. And we wouldn’t be alone. The enrollment numbers speak loud and clear: decisions like the ones you made last August are having terrible consequences for our students. The students you are losing from the system now are probably not coming back, and that is a sorrow that all of us at Athena’s feel acutely.

Thank you for sticking with me through this letter. I would welcome any questions you have. You may also contact Dr. Stein to get her perspective.

Sincerely,

Susana (Suki) Wessling

Educator, Athena’s Advanced Academy

Jazz is still alive

We were all grinning under our masks as the band started to play. It was November, our first jam since the pandemic, and jazz was back.

I am on the board of the Jazz Society of Santa Cruz County, an organization of 72 paying members and 700-some interested event attendees. We had weathered the pandemic with pathetic attempts to jam over Zoom and informal gatherings outdoors at members’ houses.

Masked, distanced, but ready to jam!

The decision to have a live jam wasn’t made lightly. There is no better incubator for a virus than a room full of horn-blowing, singing, dancing people. And as a tiny nonprofit with a dedicated board of five amateurs, we debated what sort of risk we were able to shoulder.

When I consider the criticism of the decisions made at the county, state, and federal level and by corporations small and large, I think about the Jazz Society. If it’s so hard for us to decide what sorts of risks to take, how hard is it when your decision affects thousands or millions?

The decision looks easy, but…

Our county boasts fine weather and lots of space for outdoor music. Well over 80% of adults over 30 are vaccinated. When we announced that our event would require masks and proof of vaccination, we didn’t receive a single complaint. 

A closer look shows more nuance to the decision. Jazz is an art practiced mainly by people over 60, and we’re not the wealthiest or healthiest population. We also know each other. We are not strangers who happen to end up next to each other, like attendees at the music festivals that became superspreader events. If one of us dies, we mourn as a community. If one of us gets Covid, it usually means that a group of us have to rush to get tested.

We were prepared to start up our twice-monthly jam schedule for real in January. We had finally found a new location—at this point, none of the for-profit clubs we’d played in was able to take a charity case like us. (Jazz was voted the very least popular musical genre in the county in one local publication’s poll. Come on, folks, this is America’s classical music!)

And then Omicron

We considered the county’s hospitalization rate, the health of our house band, the reputation of our organization. We considered our nonprofit hosts, the cold weather that would keep us inside, the fact that we five were making decisions about the health of scores of others.

And we canceled.

Here’s what I take away from this

Pandemics are complicated. They are frustratingly slow-moving. They heighten our anxiety and divisions. We want to blame somebody, but there’s simply no one to blame. We’re all improvising.

Jamming from home during the lockdown was…less than ideal

I understand everyone’s frustration and anxiety—I share it. In fact, when my son’s university did a bait and switch to get students back to campus before they announced that classes were going remote, I was hopping mad. He could have stayed home and eaten good food rather than dining hall slop. Honestly, it wasn’t the decision that angered me, but the timing.

However, knowing how hard our board worked helps me appreciate the difficulty of the decision-makers’ jobs. They are doing their best, and they can’t please everyone. But when they go home at the end of a long, difficult day, they have to live with themselves. They have to know they made the most informed decision they could. And until others are willing to go out and get the education, skills, and experience that they have, they are the decision-makers we’ve got. We don’t have to agree with their decisions, but barring evidence of clear ineptitude, we’ll be a happier, more functional society if we support them so they can do their best.

Carry on!

Thankfully, our members—though disappointed—are largely behind us. We truly are doing our best in these difficult circumstances. And we promise this: Jazz is not dead. It may come dead last in a popularity poll, but we will come together again with grins under our masks. And someday we’ll remove the masks and get back to the smiles, the hugs, and the free exchange of breath that makes our music the deepest expression of our humanity.

I’m trying to pay down my personal climate debt. It’s time.

I don’t know what tipped the balance for me, but a few years ago, I realized I’d had enough.

I’ve had enough of saying there’s nothing meaningful I can do personally to address how humans are destroying the earth.

I’ve had enough of listening to people whine about how it’s too expensive to invest in clean energy.

I’ve had enough of worrying that the thing I’m doing isn’t the perfect solution to the problem, because it never is.

My realization led me through a series of steps:

1. Acknowledge the real problem

Our lifestyles are not sustainable. We are taking more from the earth than we’re giving back. Every time we burn fossil fuel, we borrow energy from the earth and send it into the atmosphere. We’re piling our garbage out of sight with no real plan for the fact that it will outlive us.

We’re incurring a debt, and now we have to pay it back or permanently destroy the environment that sustains us.

2. Make a personal commitment to invest

The first step in this process was to decide that our family would invest actual money in this process. This is money we won’t have for retirement. This is money we won’t have for fun vacations. This is definitely money we aren’t leaving to our kids.

I figure that we have lived on this earth taking and not giving back, and it’s time to stop that. Our money comes in part from the fact that we are taking from this environment and not giving back. At some point that balance has to be shifted.

3. Look at what I have control over

Another thing people whine about is that they can’t fix everything. Well, I have decided not to care. I can’t, in fact, fix certain aspects of our lives that are wasteful. But that doesn’t mean I am going to give up on the rest of it.

We have been looking at every aspect of our lifestyle and trying to pinpoint how we are taking more than we are giving back. Some of the things we’ve identified include:

  • Using disposable plastic, which will persist long after we’ve been returned to dust
  • Burning fossil fuels when there are alternatives
  • Making habitual lifestyle choices that are wasteful

4. Stop worrying about other people

One of the huge lessons I’ve learned in life is that the only person I have control over is myself.

  • I realize there are people who can’t afford the things we are doing.
  • I realize there are others around me who are living wastefully.
  • I realize that we really should have more political will to deal with this problem.
  • I realize that people think I’m weird when I refuse to buy something because of its packaging.

I can’t control them. I can only control myself. I vote for politicians I think will do the right thing, but I’m not going to wait for them. I’m done waiting.

5. Embrace failure

Because let’s face it, I fail every day. I use some sort of disposable plastic every. darn. day. I really try not to, but it doesn’t matter. I also burn some fossil fuels pretty much every day, no matter how I try.

Embracing failure doesn’t mean giving up—it actually means the opposite. I know and admire some people who really don’t dispose of plastic. They really have altered their lives so radically, and I truly admire them. But the fact that I can’t be as successful as they are doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try.

6. Admit that this is an ethical issue, and do the right thing

This is not about politics. It’s not about virtue signaling. It’s not about saving money. It’s really not about almost all the things people discuss when they discuss climate change.

Changing how we interact with the earth is an ethical issue. If we use fuel unnecessarily, we are making the wrong ethical choice. If we choose to take a vacation rather than install solar panels, we are making the wrong ethical choice.

There is nothing subtle here: Anyone who knowingly makes choices that harm the environment when they could choose something better might as well by throwing rocks through their neighbors’ windows. It’s harmful, it’s wrong, and we have to stop.

Now.

This is what I tell myself:

Stop worrying about whether you can solve all the problems. You can’t.

Stop making excuses about how you’re used to this lifestyle. So what.

Stop saying that you can’t do something positive because others can’t. You are yourself, not anyone else.

Stop worrying that you’ll be judged by others for your decisions. So what else is new?

It’s time.

Remember: there’s one door you can’t lock

Being sad is part of the holiday season. Anyone in mental health care can tell you that. In my case, I’m sad this holiday season not for myself, but for others.

Many in this country appear to believe that the door to their heart can be closed and locked.

They’re wrong.

HATRED SHOULD NOT BE OUR NEW NORMAL

Americans have always had lively disagreements about policy. Democracy is built on healthy disagreement.

But there’s something new going on:

  • People who in the past used to disagree about policy now express hatred of each other as individuals.
  • People who in the past would never have acted out in public now feel they can harass or even attack those they don’t agree with.

MY FRIENDS ARE SCARED OF THEIR FAMILIES

Every day I seem to talk to someone who is living in fear of the holidays. They used to have policy disagreements with family members, and maybe there would be a lively political fight at the dinner table.

But now their family members hate them. As people.

Their family members parrot talking heads who speak approvingly of killing people they disagree with.

Their family members display political paraphernalia that encourages hatred and violence. They drink their warm, comforting beverage out of mugs that advertise hatred of individual humans.

MY FRIENDS (and I) ARE SCARED FOR THEIR FAMILIES

I grew up around lots of intolerant people. But most of those people stated their intolerance in generalized terms and in private. They didn’t spew it into the faces of strangers at a restaurant or people standing in line at a store.

There are places in this country now where I don’t want some of my family members to go. Some of us can hide the differences that make people want to hate and hurt us.

But my friends and I have family members who can’t hide. Their skin, the shape of their nose, their Adam’s apple—something about them gives them away as someone to be despised by haters.

YOU DON’T HAVE TO HATE

My father, a conservative, and one of his closest friends, a liberal, had many lively conversations throughout my childhood. But they were friends. They were decent to each other. Their friendship deepened their understanding of “the other.”

But these days, there’s a lot of noise out there telling you that in order to be pure in your political beliefs, you have to hate those you disagree with.

It’s not true.

THIS HOLIDAY SEASON, CRACK OPEN THAT DOOR

You don’t have to love or even like politicians. I won’t tell you not to have a personal disdain, or even hatred, for a politician who promotes or enacts policies that you despise. That’s politics. That’s democracy.

But when your family members walk in that door, remember that they are individual humans. When you express hatred of humans who disagree with you, you are expressing hatred of them. Open your heart. Forget about trying to lock them out—you can’t.

That lock on your heart is poison. Hatred will eat you from the inside out. Those people who are selling hatred want you to be eaten up, they want your attention—they want to pull you away from your family.

Don’t let them.

Disagree, accept, move on.

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