Jonathan knew his job was to provide just such a service to
the administration. He understood that the ombudsman's function
was ostensibly created to provide the faculty with a neutral source
to handle complaints. Most times the illusion of impartiality
was well maintained, but the reality of the position was otherwise--
it was the administration's ear and eye on the faculty.
"Just followed your suggestion," Jonathan replied, preening
self-consciously. Feeling himself in the good graces of the VP,
he continued. "What's the story here, Henry? Why is this being
handled so harshly? Her transgression is fairly innocuous and I'm
surprised it's even coming to a hearing panel. Why not slap her
down or suspend her? Hell, it would be less trouble to retire her,
she's been here nearly twenty-five years!"
Henry twitched with ill-concealed indignation for an instant
then answered calmly but with some passion, "Between you and me,
Jonathan, the bitch needs a taking down. You know how we've
adjusted to federal and state mandates that women be accepted,
even encouraged to work and matriculate here.
"All in all, it hasn't been a bad deal for us.
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