When I decided to teach high school English, I couldn’t have imagined a scenario in which extremist political ideologies would impact how or what I taught my future students. But times have changed.

It isn’t 2006 anymore, and I’m not sitting in 11th grade American Literature. And if Mr. Goyette, the well-read, Birkenstock-wearing 29-year-old at the front of the room, had told me that my profession would someday be implicated in an unnecessarily violent political brawl, I would have tried harder in math.