Leftist Loon Teacher Tries To Publicly Shame and Humiliate Stephen Miller For Things He Did When He Was EIGHT Years Old


A teacher who said President Donald Trump’s senior adviser Stephen Miller ate glue as a child is under review by the Santa Monica-Malibu Unified School District in California for disclosing information of the former student.

“He [Miller] was a strange dude,” Fiske said to The Hollywood Reporter. “I remember he would take a bottle of glue — we didn’t have glue sticks in those days — and he would pour the glue on his arm, let it dry, peel it off and then eat it.”

Fiske added that Miller was a “loner.”

The article recounting Miller’s alleged behavior as a third grader has received push back since its release.

“What kind of teacher goes to an entertainment newspaper with gossip about an 8-year-old boy?” Becket Adams wrote in The Washington ExaminerWednesday. “Hell, forget that she’s a teacher. What kind of human being does that?”



A little Fiske Info.

And let’s not let the reporter off the hook. This guy is a grade A d-bag.

Benjamin Svetkey

26 Comments on Leftist Loon Teacher Tries To Publicly Shame and Humiliate Stephen Miller For Things He Did When He Was EIGHT Years Old

  1. I have it on good authority that Fiske ate boogers when he was eight years old, the shame of it is he is still eating his boogers.

  2. I’m with Tosk, the chunky white paste served on a square of construction paper helped me make to lunch in the 1st grade.

  3. I guess it is all relative – Kavanaugh had a smear from 36 years ago, Miller significantly younger gets smeared for alleged grade school behavior. This isn’t the first time they have smeared him for his youth. I’d take it as a badge of honor, he is extremely effective and a fabulously tough immigration hawk that isn’t afraid to debate any leftist clown on CNN.

  4. I would say that my education in the Santa Monica – Malibu school district in the 70s was pretty decent, although I definitely had some lefty teachers. I was less aware at the time, although I vividly recall reading ‘Whitey on the Moon’ by Gil Scott Herron, a poem of grievance by a black man. I also recall spending most of that year-long class making snide remarks in the corner – particularly because every short story we discussed ended with ‘so how do you think this relates to the current Iran situation?’ This was the 1979-80 school year. Another clear memory is US History, where the teachers discussed the opposing views of historians – my first real exposure to consideration of different views.
    I think journalists are hounding anyone remotely connected to Miller, probably other Trump people too. My guess is that Fiske didn’t call the reporter, although she certainly shouldn’t have even considered saying anything about a former 8 year-old student.

  5. How gauche. Glue was meant to be thinly spread on a clean corner of a wooden desk where it is allowed to dry evenly, sprinkled with a few No. 2 pencil shavings, and then scraped with a blunt edge elementary school scissor and consumed slowly while occasionally cleansing the palate with an unused rubber eraser. Shame on you, Mr. Miller; I’ll bet you drink fine wine straight from the bottle as an adult.

  6. As a child all the way through high school, Trump exposed his penis and urinated within the school building AT LEAST ONCE EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!1

  7. What does it say about Miller that they have to dig all the way back to when he was 8? And even then all they have is he ate glue? Really? That’s the best you can do?

    I can’t wait for this ace reporter to start reporting on the doings of Bill Clinton, Carlos Danger, Chuck you Schumer, Maxine Waters and Nancy the hammer and not when they were 8 but how about last month? Yah, that will never happen.

    And don’t even get me started on the caliber of the teacher’s character to who would allow herself to be used this way.

    It’s this kind of crap that will result in the Blue Wave disappearing like a fart in the wind.

  8. I ran with scissors, cut my own bangs (as well as my BFF), watched the others eat pencil erasers and we are all fine to date. That swamp donkey should have her colonoscopy done very soon cuz she’s full of shite.

  9. Well, she’s in a little bit of trouble. But just a little…

    The school placed her on “home assignment,” which means Fiske is not at work but retains employment status, Santa Monica-Malibu Unified School District (SMMUSD) spokeswoman Gail Pinsker told The Daily Caller News Foundation. Pinsker emphasized that Fiske “is not suspended.”

    Until the story disappears, right?

  10. Come to think of it, if anybody looked into my grammar school days they might find something they could actually make something of.

    It was 5th grade, so I’d have been 10 or 11 at the time (I was a year ahead). It was just after summer vacation so it was still hot. The school was not air conditioned, nor did it have ceiling fans. The teacher had a desk fan, the students couldn’t (obviously) have desk fans, and we were jealous.

    One day I came to school early, sneaked into the classroom, and unplugged the desk fan. I took a single strand of the very fine copper wire that makes up normal lamp cord, wrapped a couple turns around one prong, then a couple of turns around the other prong. This resulted in a dead short across the line in the form of a very fine copper conductor. I sneaked back out of the classroom.

    We all came in at the start of the day with me trying to act normal, whatever that is. Nobody else knew what I’d done. It took forever, but the day warmed up enough the teacher finally turned on the fan. Nothing happened because it was unplugged. So he bent over, picked up the plug, and stuck it in the wall socket.

    There was a loud SNAP! and a blue flash and a small puff of smoke. The teacher, who had suffered no shock or injury of any kind whatsoever, was so startled he jerked backwards and fell on his butt. After a few seconds of silence, the whole class burst out laughing. It was beautiful! No damage to the fan, no damage to the wall socket, no damage to the teacher except to his sense of decorum and self-importance. And that desk fan disappeared and never was replaced.

    I was just old enough to know better than to ever tell anyone that the culprit was me.

  11. That’s why I can never run for public office.

    May as well admit it here.

    The night I was conceived, I went to a party with my father and came home with my mother.

  12. What a disgrace. A teacher’s first responsibility – before her students even learn anything – is to protect them. This is a betrayal that would make me wonder if my child was next.

    That said, Miller is an amateur. I gurgled a bunch of bleach when I was three. Still vividly recall the orange and yellow chairs at the hospital.

  13. She should be sued in federal court for violating Miller’s rights under FERPA law. You can’t just talk about kid’s behavior or experiences in class in the public domain with their names attached to it. They have a right to privacy that lasts the rest of their lives.

    What are democrat scumbags going to do next, dox every kid in their district whose parents are Republicans? It certainly wouldn’t surprise me anymore if they did.

  14. As long as we’re confessing dumb things we dd as teens, I must reveal that it was my buddy and I, in his bottle green 1953 Nash (our school’s color) who shot-put a quart of bottle green oil paint over the chain link fence into our rival school’s swimming pool. Our school was crawling with police the next day but, since my bud worked in the dean’s office, we were left alone to ponder our misbehavior. BTW, alcohol WAS involved.

  15. UNCLE AL
    in ’59 my Chem teacher glared at me the entire period ( I was a top spit hat shooter from grade 1 and sat in the back so I could shoot them!). On the was to “Joe”PE some of my friends asked me “Why is Stevens mad at you?” I did not know.
    At dinner that night Dad announced that my sister had been kicked out of school for setting of an M80 in Stevens trash, he sh*t his pants. She had him for Freshman Sci the period before my Chem.

    In ’63 She was Class Valedictorian! Were were a bunch of Wild Celts (Limmies that is said Kelts not selts); but no dummies. My little brother started HS 2 years after I was in college; he claims to have had no trouble.

    Yes I spent many hrs in detention because of “Operation Wetback” but never expelled. she had bigger bal*s than I!

  16. I used to eat the heads off match sticks when I was a kid. I had a craving for sulphur! Imagine that? As I grew older I put the matches to better use: I started smoking. Kids do the darnest things, dontcha know, Ms. Fiske? Then they grow up. Well they used to, but not any more, because of drain bamaged teachers like Ms. Fiske.


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