A friend who works in a university theater department recently lost his job when the school took money that was slated for his department and gave it to the athletic department so it could buy new “state-of-the-art” cleats for the football players. (It is not a big football school, despite the fact that it’s in the Midwest.) What makes this development all the sadder is that my friend grew up in Poland, a country whose citizens, during the Cold War, often looked to the United States as a place of sanity and justice. It was why my friend, and so many of his compatriots, immigrated here.
