If you have been following this blog for a long time, you know that in my estimation one of the best (actually the best) education bloggers is Peter Greene. Peter taught high school students for 39 years in Pennsylvania. He knows more about teaching than all the experts at the elite universities.
Best of all, he has a keen eye for flimflammery and a great sense of humor. His is one of the few blogs that makes me laugh out loud. He pierces through BS and shysters with ease. And he’s more prolific than anyone I know. Some years back, I devoted every post on one day to Peter’s writings. I consider him to be one of my teachers.
So I was immensely grateful when I discovered that he reviewed my memoirs in both Forbes and, in a different voice, on his blog Curmudgacation.
Over at Forbes.com, I’ve posted a piece about Diane Ravitch’s new memoir, An Education. That’s my grown-up fake journalist piece; but I have a few more blog-appropriate things to say.
Most folks know the basic outline of the Ravitch career, that she was a recognized and successful part of the conservative ed reform establishment who then turned away from the Dark Side and joined the Resistance–hell, basically co-founded the Resistance.

I have never heard her talk or write much about what that change cost her, and she doesn’t really talk about it in those terms in this book, but the early chapters show just how in that world she was. Connected to all the right people, welcome at all the right gatherings, in demand as a speaker, and the people–the names just keep coming. Ravitch was in the Room Where It Happens, and not just in it, but close friends with some of the folks in it with her. And she walked away from all that.
I don’t point to that to say we should feel sad for what she gave up, but as a sign of just how tough she is. She looked at the reality on the ground and concluded that she had to change some core beliefs, and having changed them, she had to act on them. If there was more of that kind of intellectual and ethical toughness in the world, the world would be a better place. It’s unusual enough that folks on the privatizer side have often assumed that someone must be paying her off, and a handful of people on the public school side were reluctant to fully trust her.
There are other details in the book that attest to her guts and hard work. Her first book, The Great School Wars, was a history of the New York City public school system– a massive research project that Ravitch in her mid-thirties just assigned to herself, a project so thorough and well-constructed that she could use it as her PhD thesis.
There are lots of fun details in the book– imagine the young Diane Ravitch swinging on a rope ladder outside a Wellesley dorm room where a formal dinner was in progress.
The book tells the story of how she got there, how she concluded that the policies that she had believed in were simply not so. And again– many another person would have at that point either kept going through the motions, or retreated to a quiet cave, but Diane instead became an outspoken critic of the very policies, organizations, and people who had been her professional world.
Back in the early 2010s, I was a high school English teacher in a quiet rural and small town corner of Pennsylvania. I knew things were happening in education that just felt really wrong, and I went searching for answers. What I found was Diane Ravitch’s blog, which was like a gathering place for many voices of advocacy for public school. It was where I found many writers who could help me make sense of things like Common Core and NCLB’s undermining of public education.
There are several people who were responsible for my finding an audience (or the audience finding me) but it was Diane’s blog that got me my earliest connections to audiences. I didn’t know any of these folks, didn’t have any of the connections that hold together movements. At my first NPE conference, the most common question I got was some version of “Who the heck are you and where did you come from?” Diane’s network had made it possible for me to find my connections with a larger movement.
I’m just one example of how Diane’s extraordinary generosity in sharing her platform allowed all sorts of supporters of public education from all across the country to connect and support each other. It’s a notably different approach to leadership than, say, making a movement all about yourself in an attempt to collect personal power on the backs of followers instead of lifting everyone up to be a leader and activist in their own little corner of the world.
The book provides part of answer to where a person like Diane comes from, where that kind of intellectual and ethical courage and diligence come from. And it also provides a clear, compact explaining of where modern ed reform has gone wrong, from the toxic test-and-punish approach of NCLB to the billionaire-driven privatization push to the culture panic debates currently raging. If you want to hand someone a quick simple explainer of what has gone wrong, you can do worse than the last few chapters of this book.
At 223 pages, this is a brisk read but an illuminating one. I highly recommend it

Hey Diane… I was wondering when and if there is an audio book in the works for “An Education?”
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A nice review. I would only take issue with the idea of a “brisk read.” I found myself stopping frequently to reflect on my own life experiences, either to commiserate because the experience described seemed universal, or contrast Diane’s experience with my own or some other public figure with whom I associate ideas she treated.
So it took me a long time. Then again, there is that association disorder….
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“and a handful of people on the public school side were reluctant to fully trust her.”
I definitely was on that side. I came to her blog in ’13/’14 because I wanted to see what the “enemy” of public education was saying. Ya know keep your friends close and your enemies closer type thing. Come to find out the “enemy” was actually like having a spy in the opposition’s camp.
Oh, and the first NPE conference in Austin was the best one as it had a more academic focus. On that Sunday morning, before everyone else was there Diane and I were at the breakfast area chatting-me a no-name teacher from the flyover Show Me State, her a nationally acclaimed education “expert”. She was sporting her white snakeskin cowgirl boots. She said it was the first time she had a chance to wear them. I thought that it was great that she wore them, it showing me the sort of casual confidence to not worry about what some might consider tacky boots. What a hoot!
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Señor Swacker!
So nice to see you in these pages; hope you are well.
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Thanks Christine!!! The ol body isn’t cooperating like I’d lke. Having to deal with a glaucoma induced partial blindness in my left eye. Oh well! Plus I was incommunicado for a couple of weeks being at the Current River of the Ozark National Scenic Riverways. Even though the Feds were shut down, the camping and access points and the rivers themselves were/open.
Hope all is well with you and yours!
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Duane,
Hope your feeling better!
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And, I endorse his review! Just great.
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I have one chapter left to read and am reluctant to finish it. Diane’s wonderful sense of humor and irreverence shine through all her story’s many twists and turns. For the willing, there are life lessons on nearly every page.
In 2010, as I was nearing the end of my career in the classroom, Boston Teachers Union president Richard Stutman invited Diane to speak at the union hall during our regular monthly meeting. We were just beginning to hear the roar of the tsunami of education “reform” spearheaded by Bill Gates. In the first few minutes of her talk, Diane vindicated our fears that those running the reality show about public education had no clue at all about our work. There was a standing ovation accompanied by a collective sigh of relief that this woman who was in all The Rooms Where It Happened knew the deal.
Get yourself a copy and enjoy.
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Thank you, Christine!!
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Diane, there’s a typo on page 162, just below the break. The line reads:
I don’t know what can be done, but wanted to be sure you knew.
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Thanks, Christine.
I found some other minor typos. The editor told me that they print on demand, so I can get corrections into the next printing.
Diane
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Oh, that’s great.
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