“There were no sex classes. No friendship classes. No classes on how to navigate a bureaucracy, build an organization, raise money, create a database, buy a house, love a child, spot a scam, talk someone out of suicide, or figure out what was important to me. Not knowing how to do these things is what messes people up in life, not whether they know algebra or can analyze literature.”—
Want to learn about sex, good and safe? Read voraciously. And I’m not talking about Fifty Shades of What the Fucking Fuck.
Want to learn how friendship works? Read voraciously. Huck Finn, Harry Potter, Little Women.
Navigate a bureaucracy? Try some Kafka. (That’s only semi-sardonic.)
I would really rather not see our schools become more like trade schools. It’s bad enough that university education, in the US at least, has become so results-driven that there is precious little difference between the course load in a four-year “liberal arts” institution and a concentrated program from a place like DeVry or ITT Tech. Education at that level is no longer about opening minds; rather, it is about learning a trade and getting a certificate of completion to put on your résumé. There’s nothing wrong with that, but the options for broad, undirected study are becoming more limited each year.
Let’s halt the transformation of our primary and secondary educational institutions…let’s restore art and music and make sure that learning math and analyzing literature always takes precedence over learning how to “create a database” or how to “buy a house”.
Lip: that had better be a goddamn pimple.
Food: fowl, perhaps for lunch.
Tip: what I promised would be all I put in.
Snip: what the mohel says.
‘Tude: give me none.
Grip: Kung-fu or not at all.
Nude: like one of your French girls.
Trip: to Chicago in two days.
Taking a walk last night, I spied a man walking two dogs - a German Shepherd and some tiny little thing I refuse to acknowledge as an actual canine - with a holster on his belt. Now, maybe he was one of PHX’s finest or maybe he was one of Sheriff Joe’s boys…but this is PHX, so odds are he was just some dude who carries.
And it made me sad. Sad to think how very, very frightened this little man must be such that walking in a perfectly reasonable neighborhood (this is, after all, where TheWife walks our dog at 4am) with his 90-110 pound dog, he feels a need to be armed.
What trauma must he have endured, what demons must haunt him, that he feels so afraid of the world.
[P]ublic schools appeared to be attaining higher levels of mathematics performance than demographically comparable private and charter schools—and math is thought to be a better indicator of what is taught by schools than, say, reading, which is often more influenced directly and indirectly by experiences in the home. These patterns flew in the face of both the common wisdom and the research consensus on the effectiveness of public and private schools. Immediately, we checked to see what had happened in the analysis, whether “public” and “private” had been “reverse-coded” or some other such error was involved. But after further investigation and more targeted analyses, the results held up. And they held up (or were “robust” in the technical jargon) even when we used different models and variables in the analyses. We eventually posted a technical paper on a respected website and published a short article, which received some attention. And then, like any good researchers, we applied for funding to study this issue in more depth using the most recent, comprehensive databases. The results across datasets are consistent and robust—indicating that these patterns are substantial and stable, regardless of changes in the details of the analyses.
These results indicate that, despite reformers’ adulation of the autonomy enjoyed by private and charter schools, this factor may in fact be the reason these schools are underperforming. That is, contrary to the dominant thinking on this issue, the data show that the more regulated public school sector embraces more innovative and effective professional practices, while independent schools often use their greater autonomy to avoid such reforms, leading to curricular stagnation.
I’m still seriously fuming over that troll bait. To me, it was like saying, “Sure, the person who discovered fire is pretty cool but Steve Jobs man…the iPhone!” (Except that’s a shitty analogy that diminishes the brilliance of GGM and his opus.)
Apparently, Imma have to suck it up and pay too much for a Utilikilt if I’m unable to get a job in SF before summer comes on full force. HR continues to say no to shorts, and the president of the company apparently laughed at the notion. So I’ll be cranky in a damn skirt and let them rethink their policy when I wear it.
If it’s any wonder why the media were so quick to believe the anti-semitic news out of the Ukraine, please remember that a good ol’ boy killed some of my brethren the other day in the heartland. Anti-semitism is alive and warped and twisted and well the world over.
i’m sorry I took the troll bait from New Republic. I know I shouldn’t do it…I know that no one who has ever lived, not even GGM’s mother, could believe that load of tripe, but sometimes I just can’t control myself.
Huh. Good Friday. Guess it’s time to listen to JCS and post my usual video with joke about how Peter is the ROCK on which the church will be built. Paul Thomas video coming. Not to be confused with a video of Paul Thomas coming, of which there are thousands.
I was going to try to take a picture of myself smirking today for SST (as my smirk is the closest thing I have to “sexy”). Instead, let’s call my rant about that shitty Hemingway software my SST submission for the day, shall we? That’s a bit more me.
Where the hell was then when I was in high school!
Saving this for so many reasons.
Of course I’m reblogging this.
Hemingway (and his writing) can get it.
Okay. So is it time for me to create the complementary software tool, Faulkner? Which tool will make your writing sound like it was not written by a monosyllabic eighth grader. (Bonus points for my “passive” construct there. A second gold star for the “which tool” construct, my homage to DFW, yet another writer who wrote densely.)
What the fuck is with this shit? The fuck is wrong with complex motherfucking thoughts and independent, but related, clauses being conjoined with a semi-colon? What the fuck is wrong with using the right word instead of a “short” one? Dense writing serves a purpose beyond the mere beauty of it: it forces the reader to take time to absorb what she is reading. Hemingway’s journalism-informed prose has its place and, in the hands of an actual master like Papa, can be beautiful as well. More often, it is the throwaway garbage that lines bird cages. Literally. People literally line birdcages with newspaper.
Lemme tell you something…anyone who can write well enough to craft the grammatically correct and concise sentence, “Hemingway highlights long, complex sentences and common errors; if you see a yellow highlight, shorten the sentence or split it.” Does not need help from shitty software to edit it. In fact, to help out the jackholes who think this it is good advice to split that sentence…it is not. The two independent clauses represent related activity; they are more logically bound into a single sentence. (N.B. What I did there…see how I used a semi-colon in a sentence explaining why the semi-colon is useful? Why don’t you fucking highlight that, dbag?)
"There some things that are going on in this country that are destroying us. We’ve got a false economy and it’s, some of those corporations are run by Jews because the names are there," he [Marionville Mayor Dan Clevenger] said. “The fact that the Federal Reserve prints up phony money and freely hands it out, I think that’s completely wrong. The people that run the Federal Reserve, they’re Jewish.”
Whomever wrote this piece for the Atlantic seems to hold my view on hops, namely that their overuse in craft beer is fucking ridiculous and ruining craft beer. If you want a hoppy beer, drink an IPA and enjoy the hell out of it. But how about we don’t over-hop our hefeweizens and porters and stouts and lagers and pilsners and every other fucking type of goddamn beer that wasn’t overhopped until a bunch of fucking hipster douchebags decided they wanted to make beer because Wil Wheaton made it “cool”? (N.B. Technically, I blame Sam Adams for the overuse of hops…must be all those fucking beans they eat in Boston that dulls their goddamn tastebuds.)
For the non-beer drinkers who might drink wine, here’s my SAT analogy: beer : overhopped beer :: tannic wine : eating a fucking banana peel
Are you fucking kidding me? Take the nastiest thing about beer and make it into a non-alcolholic drink? Smart. Perhaps next, we can take milk and let it sit for six weeks in a peat bog so it can take on the smoky undertones of scotch.
Be a goddamn grownup and drink a fucking non-alcoholic drink if you want a non-alcoholic drink (the marketing justification from the makers of this vile brew is that they’re targeting people with the maturity of newborns.)