Friday, May 29, 2009
Another World Is Possible
Thursday, May 28, 2009
nothing in his life became him
people that care about me don't like it
when i call myself a failure and so maybe
i oughta knock it off... but by golly,
there's sure good *evidence* for it
if you like that kind of thing.
i've referred to teaching
freelance as an "adjunct"
(after four years on the tenure-track)
as being "sent down to the minors"
and that's how it felt for a long time.
i still got to play the game.
and i even had a pretty good run:
thousands of students have learned
quite a bit of math with my help.
meanwhile, i got to talk to lots
of other teachers about the art.
still.
i haven't even *learned* anything
that counts as "being a pro" to me;
not anymore. i've gotten to be
a great math tutor as i see it
but am scared to even think about trying
to find paying tutees, for example.
and the point here is that *all* the
"professionalism" here (as always)
is *getting paid* and i'm worse than
a beginner at getting paid.
also a damn fine lecturer sometimes.
but a pisspoor assigner of grades.
i've gotten so bad at *this* that
i have to quit.
"i have to quit".
gee. when you put it like that
it almost feels like you're *not*
about to get a sinking feeling
that just *keeps* sinking.
as in, for about an hour just now
and no end in sight.
anyhow if you can handle *that*, try *this*:
i *want* to sell.
hint: you don't have to actually *believe* it.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I Might As Well Learn To Spell "Jaschik"
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Watch This Space
Brazen on D. Quinn and Ishmael. Must look into this.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
It Only Encourages Them
An internet-ancient (2004) post on grade inflation dedicated to the Invisible.
Changing higher ed: Sherman Dorn sums up.
listening the most precious thing
the "work" of the captives of the system: sit quietly and listen. if you do this well enough, they let you speak to some of the other captives... on the condition that you produce certain documents.
the purpose of these documents is reported to be "see why, eh?" but, no doubt due to my faulty wiring at the factory... i appear to've been some sort of experimental model or something... this scans as gibberish to me. what the system appears to require—as a sort of tax for having had access to all those precious listening ears—is an accounting: who was listening? to what? when? where? why were we not informed?
these documents replace the captive listeners in the next level of the hierarchy (as the most precious thing). and just as, ideally, no one will speak except the captive-in-front during a listening session, no document should "speak" by ever being actually read: each one should be so much like thousands of others that it can be filed and forgotten (until it can be safely destroyed; around here that takes about three months).
and then you move up, up, up... evidently there are robotic entities at some organizational level processing meta-reports about meta-reports... all to the effect "everything here still safely under control"—and essentially nothing else.
when "something goes wrong" the documentation tree must be actually searched; the goal is to determine which branches of the "tree" (what "student", "instructor", "committee", "department", "college", or whatnot) will be threatened with, typically, a requirement that they produce more bricks with less straw.
people can somehow live this way. without crawling up into books for several hours a day too, though that would certainly appear to be the easiest way.
heck, if you're allowed to read while you're supposed to be listening, it's hardly even a waste of time at all...
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Dog Goes Right On Biting Man
"Lessons for girls" at Not of General Interest (etc.)... polymorphously perverse boys can play too.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The University In Ruins
The hat-tip goes to decasia... but this review of HTUW shows me that I prob'ly shoulda known about Williams from reading Bousquet...