No Defense

Feeling pissed off at it all I stopped into Burnies to see my friend Max Angst. He was at his usual place at the far corned of the bar; I joined him and ordered an IPA from Blackie the bartender.
“Max, that gang at LLI threw me out,” I told him.
“:What happened Art?’ he asked.
“I don’t really know. I met with some of their leaders and was told I’m no longer wanted. I gathered from what they said that I was accused of something – but I don’t know what; they never told me—they found me guilty of whatever it was that I was accused of and kicked me out.”
“They didn’t give you a chance to defend yourself?”
“Max, I didn’t even know they were discussing me. There was an altercation with John Lash where he threatened me and things got verbally hot and heavy. I expected to here from somebody about that, but I never did. Also, some woman accused me of disrupting the class. That was strange since I taught the class. I created it in the first place three years ago, designed the curriculum for this semester, did all the research and presented it to the class and provided the videos that the class was based on. When Margaret Plaskas told me of this accusation, I asked that the woman make her accusations to me personally. It’s a basic principle of American freedom that a person gets the opportunity to face his accusers. Its in the Constitution. Of course this principle applies to the charges made at the meeting that I was judged at. I never had a chance to face those accusers either .I never knew what I was accused of and I never had a chance to defend myself.
“That sounds like something Adolph Hitler would have pulled off, Art..
“Max, the whole thing is shameful. I worked damn hard for that organization over the years. I even spent money to have the materials to make my classes better. Now they treat me this way. They ought to be ashamed of themselves.
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