Reading this thread is so bad for my blood pressure slash general sanity.
So I'll just say my piece and go.
Some kids were throwing rocks at me on the playground one day. I told the... I forget the title. Student counselor? He oversaw students at this middle school. You got sent to his office instead of the principals if you did something bad, kind of like that. Anyways, they got in a lot of trouble. He also told me to come to an appointment in his office later about it. Being a distractable 11 year old kid, I missed the appointment. So he comes in, livid, and not only do I get written up, the kids who were literally committing felony assault got their punishment greatly reduced.
And for the rest of the year I stayed at that school, my name was fucking mud. I was bullied regularly for being the smart quiet kid, and any time I complained about it, I was a liar. Every time I fought back, I was treated like public enemy number one, threatened with suspension, that kind of deal.
The one that sticks in my memory the most is when a kid a year older than me just started yanking my hair and smacking the back of my head while we were walking in from recess. I ran to a teacher in tears.
Him: "He stepped on my heel."
The teacher: "Well that's pretty nasty of you cthulhubert."
My response: "Uh, it was obviously an accident, if he'd said something I would've apologized."
The teacher: SLAMMING HIS HANDS ON THE TABLE "LIAR"
I've grown a lot in the intervening years. If you'll allow me a moment without any humility, in my general demeanor and capacity to forgive and to see things from other peoples' point of view, I'd say I approach buddha-like. But something about that teacher has gotten ensconced in the rage part of my lizard brain. Mr ██████ of ████ Middle School, I dearly hope I never see you, because if I do I will feed you your teeth. I don't mean I'd punch you in the mouth. I would hold you down, rip them out with pliers, and force you to swallow them. It's the only lesson a disgraceful, mewling piece of shit like you would be able to understand, and I would enjoy teaching you as you so failed to teach the children in your charge.