Remember when you were a kid and your parents said no to the new puppy or the road trip or the new dress or whatever it was that you wanted and they didn’t? And you argued and argued and whined and begged and argued some more? Did they ever give in? In my home, I could count on my mother to say, “This discussion is over. Move on.” And my father would do that annoying thing where every time I started to speak he would make this “ch, ch, ch” sound so that I never got another word in on the subject. I hated their guts at the time but now, as an older and wiser parent myself, I see that tactic as good parenting. I’m the boss, and there’s no room for “appeal.” This brings me to the Blue Ribbon Commission on Catholic Education in Philadelphia and the closure/merger decisions that were recently made. I’m confused by the second phase of this debacle, the appeal process.