September 10, 2008

To Be Fair

Sadly - because I just need someone to blame - I can't blame this on the professor. The list of required books was made available online 2 weeks before classes. The thing is, the university book center will not include the information about which edition of the book nor will they publish the ISBN so you can just order online immediately. So I am left with a faceless entity to hate; and if you know anything about me, you know I like to be specific in my hatred.

And, to her credit, my instructor is making copies for me of this week's reading so I can at least be prepared for that while I wait for my new book to arrive.

*sigh*

September 9, 2008

Higher Learning my Ass

Only if the implication there is that learning to circumvent and subvert the system while nurturing a deep-seated suspicion hatred of The Establishment is somehow desirable. To me, yes, this is desirable. Polite society however would argue that aside from the proper letters accompanying one's name on the diploma - which presumably leads to a solid career, which presumably leads to polite society - colleges and universities should turn out basically homogeneous drones, upgraded marginally (perhaps annually, perhaps not) to reflect Professor X's latest text edition. No one tips the scales, no one stumps the instructors, no one steps out of the processional to observe what they've been part of (or smell a flower), god forbid anyone question procedures or policies - heads short-circuit, confused googly eyes bounce inside their sockets hoping for a soft landing to absorb the cerebral aftershocks.

My University is actively prohibiting my learning. This week I read and today I reviewed roughly seven textbook chapters; at least some of that information would be on the quiz I had this evening in my American Political Process class. During said quiz I found myself guessing far more than I should have been. Moments later we were assigned group class work using several essays from those chapters. I tried to turn to the assigned pages and consult with my nearest classmate. Despite my every effort, the essay was not to be found in my book. "Can I borrow your book for a minute?" I asked the person beside me. His essay in section 2.2 was different than my essay in section 2.2. So I compared several other pages. Nothing matched.

I HAVE BEEN READING FOR TWO WEEKS OUT OF THE WRONG EDITION because the black whole into which I hurl my money after incinerating it held the required reading list hostage until days before classes started. Even then, the information was partial and ambiguous. Also, the book center stocked some of the correct edition and some of the WRONG edition. Is this where higher learning enters? Disambiguating the monkey-job of incompetent pretentious dill holes? Do I really need to go to college for that?

I had to guess my way through an exam for which I have ignored my children and personal hygiene to gain more study time. In the spirit of withholding, the instructor despotic bitch deigned to inform the class at the last minute that this would merely be a 10 question multiple choice quiz; a quiz worth 15% of our grade. Ten questions from seven long chapters. How could anyone even suspect what the relevant information might be?

Certainly I could not fathom it, a fact which is mildly surprising to me since test-taking has usually come as a sixth sense. Having to apply such extreme deductive reasoning to a quiz frightened me knowing that an actual exam is around the corner. But why, why did I struggle so? Because

I READ THE WRONG EFFING BOOK!

September 8, 2008

Careful Sarah, You Might Be An Organizer

This is an excellent article and it clearly explains why Sarah Palin doesn't belong in the White House.

September 5, 2008

Just Another Reason to Support Obama

I'm an idealist most of the time, but I'm not naive enough to think any one candidate can create Utopia for me, so I will vote according to - among other things - the issues I agree with and the candidate's integrity throughout the duration of the campaign.

The link below will take you to a breakdown of some specific answers from Obama. Please notice that his answers here represent thought, organization, and an actual plan for how he wants to lead the country. Whether or not you agree with it, the fact remains, there is more substance here with the potential for disagreement than McCain has offered us period.

Please be an educated voter; and if you are a dissenter, at least know why.

Here is an excerpt from the site explaining the premise of Science Debate 2008:

"In November, 2007, a small group of six citizens - two screenwriters, a physicist, a marine biologist, a philosopher and a science journalist - began working to restore science and innovation to America’s political dialogue. They called themselves Science Debate 2008, and they called for a presidential debate on science. The call tapped a wellspring of concern over the state of American science."

August 27, 2008

In Which I Ascend a Soap-Box

In the first meeting of my American Political Process class last night, I learned that there is no specific "right to privacy" granted by the Constitution and that the Constitution makes three references to God or religion - one of those is merely the date: "in this one thousandth seven hundred seventy-sixth year of our Lord" or something like that.

I just think it's interesting.

Also, this is something I knew already, but plenty of people don't: the idea of "separation of church and state" was not established in the Constitution. That phrase was only first mentioned some time later in a letter from Thomas Jefferson (I think) to someone else.

People would do well to be knowledgeable rather than to subsist only on the regurgitated misinformation of both sides of the media. Generation after generation perpetuate half-truths and foundational lies until now we're at a point where our collective understanding is too wobbly to stand on when asked to explain what we believe in. Or even if we can say, "I believe in a, b, and c and I think x, y, and z are secondarily important," we often can't definitively claim which political personality represents those values. I think there are several reasons - severe contradictions even inside party lines, apathy toward the system and the people, blind acceptance of hearsay as fact; aside from that last one, the worst is complacency.

I continue to encounter this burgeoning mindset of plodding on with whatever came before simply because it came before. Why do we not regularly reassess our personal values and allegiances? Why do we continue to vote a party just because we voted it last time? Rather than taking an analytical and deductive approach to each new candidate as an individual, we assume we know what a person stands for merely because we think we know what the D or the R stands for after his or her name. That brings me back to the wobbly collective understanding and the fact that the ideals of parties subtly change year after year, until 30 years have passed and you're still voting R when in reality your ideals line up with the D, but you don't know that because there is no reevaluation.

I think there is little to be done for the contradiction in values within party lines; we can not hope to convince the R that by building up military might, they are polarizing the other R goal of small federal government. Likewise, even with the D generally being anti-capital punishment, someone is still going to die under the umbrella of pro-choice.

There's also the problem of apathy. It's discouraging that people can't bring themselves to an educated opinion - and therefore an educated vote - of anything because they wrongly believe it all has no effect on them; so why care? I personally see little difference in apathy and selfishness. Both of them stand on the premise that no one else's situation matters as much as my own and so no action is required of me. Apathy can't be blamed on party lines; it's pervasive. But there again is little to be done about it.

I don't know what can be done about the public's penchant for believing every bit of spin from the radio waves and pulpits and I don't know where liberals get theirs but I know they do. It doesn't matter who you're talking to, the conversation will die - or at the very least become an ineffectual monumental waste of time and breath - as soon as one person starts flinging partisan rhetoric. Those well-rehearsed parroted lines by the zealots on both sides do nothing to actually support the causes and issues for which each candidate stands. It only further polarizes Americans and entrenches them even more deeply in their separate ignorances.

Voters should read about their representatives, listen to their speeches and plans for the future, learn about their voting records, and decide how those measure up to their own values and societal ideals independently of talk radio, NPR, or their church pastor. At least that way, it's honest.

August 21, 2008

End of an Age

First grade and thus an essential end to childhood looms. Monday marks the day when my real battle with materialism, clothing trends, BFF heartbreaks, cell phone envy, and oh my god, so many things I don't even know about will begin in earnest. You will gasp and shake your head in denial, but those things all existed - in their infancy - in Kindergarten. But that was only three hours a day; that's somewhat counterable. Seven? I don't know about seven hours.

Already, in Kindergarten, relatively in order of ascending offensiveness: Evelina was kissed by a boy, excluded from games and secrets, alternatively the most popular and most despised, led severely astray by the misinformation of her tiny peers, taught to fear airplanes because some wretched little urchin filled her head with everything he didn't know about terrorism, learned that some clothes are "cool" and some aren't and how to use "sexy" in a sentence. It's depressing and nauseating.

All that will more than double and intensify in first grade. It's impossible for me to approach the new school year with excitement and genuine anticipation. I have to be on guard against all these innocence-depleting influences. I have to constantly run around with my arms out shielding, surrounding, gathering mine, punting theirs, rerouting and misdirecting. I'm like this berserk mother hen flapping and throwing feathers while I hop in circles around my brood, squawking maniacally to run off the foxes and wolves. I have to lead off with my insanity these days; the only way to remain un-stuffed with this world's idiocy is to be crazier than everyone else. I'm sure I gave a fair impression of that in Kindergarten, but this is the year to cement it.

Happily, it's not necessary to walk the extreme fringe around here in order for stifling ideas to allow a wide berth. Everything here popped out of the same well-oiled silicone Williams-Sonoma pan; somebody had to run a knife around my burnt edges and pry me loose. I might be a little misshapen, but I still taste alright.

Anyway. First grade, you're on notice.

August 7, 2008

If You Love Mister Rogers

as much as I do, then you need to help save him. In September, PBS is planning to reduce Mister Rogers' Neighborhood from his daily syndication now to a mere once weekly on the weekend showing.

I am devastated. I love Mister Rogers and so do my kids. If you love him as much (or even if you don't, but you can bring yourself to care about the things I care about) then please visit, Save Mister Rogers and send requests to both PBS headquarters and your local station to keep Mister Rogers scheduled daily.

Thanks.

July 28, 2008

No Wonder We Call Him a Genius

"Unthinking respect for authority is the greatest enemy of truth." -Albert Einstein.

We should all live by this.

July 24, 2008

Aging

Today was the first time I have not been carded at a liquor store. There are times that I have not been carded at a restaurant, but they are rare.

I'm conflicted. Do I feel relieved because now perhaps I don't resemble an unwed teenage mother; maybe the old ladies won't look askance as I shlep along my three yard-apes.

But. I like the idea of looking younger than I am. Because I am vain and in college as an adult student and I really don't want to be looked at like that. You know what I mean. You all looked like that at the few adult students when you were in college.

I just want to blend in. Sometimes.

July 23, 2008

Huh.

It would seem my blog has started to work again after a few months hiatus. Interesting. Although it lists comments as 0 even when there are some.

Gee, I wonder what feats of literary genius I shall deliver unto the world now my window is open again.

We shall see.