MapQuest Would Have a Field Day

September 19, 2009

I now have a long drive three days a week.  Rather than doing something sensible like keeping an eye on the road in front of me, I’ve been noticing other roads.  More specifically, the names of some roads have caught my eye.  On my drive I see:

East St. North on the left

(a 1/4 mile later I see…)

East St. South on the right

North Hill West.  There doesn’t appear to be a North Hill East, though. Or North Hill South.  And North Hill North would be redundant.

Then there’s Salmon Brook, Trout Brook and Mountain Brook roads, located almost side-by-side.  I guess the town segregates its fish and provides each with its own separate-but-equal waterways, while the third brook apparently spontaneously spawned a large rock formation.

I’ll let you know if I notice anything else of little to no importance.

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Dilemma of the Day

September 17, 2009

Alright, here’s the dilemma we discussed in my Moral Development class:

bonghits4jesus

bong hits 4 Jesus.

The story is that students were given the day off from school in order to watch a parade; school had been canceled.  The parade was televised and a couple of students decided to try to get the camera’s attention.  They held a banner up that read “Bonghits4jesus.”  They succeeded in getting on camera.  They also succeeded in ticking off the school board who felt embarrassed by the boys’ stunt.  Even though the students had the day off, they weren’t on campus, and did not have drugs on them, they were suspended for 10 days.  The boys fought back, claiming what they did fell under their First Amendment rights.  The court supported the school board, but the 9th circuit overturned the ruling and found in favor of the boys.

If you were a member of the school board, how would you have handled the situation?  Would you do what the board did?  Would you devise some other form of punishment?  Would you ignore them?

What would you have done?

Categories: College Life, Random Thoughts.

Selling Souls?

September 16, 2009

Driving home today I saw a “For Sale” sign in front of a cemetery.

I think it actually refers to a house that’s invisible from the road, set back in the woods down a long driveway.  The real estate agent just chose a poor place for the sign.  At least that’s my hope, because the alternative is both amusing and mind-boggling.

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Diving In

September 9, 2009

Things have been going well so far, and some of it might interest you:

Moral Development: my advisor teaches this, and so far it’s a great course.  We look at how our morals develop (starting with earliest childhood) from an academic standpoint, but we also look at morality as it plays out in the world and in ourselves.  We start each class discussing a Dilemma of the Day (DOD) which she presents for our consideration.  There’s one I want to throw out to you to debate amongst yourselves, but I’ll save that for its own post.  It’s kind of fun.

Statistics for Behavioral Sciences: we’ve really only just begun this course because the only text she likes is about 30 yrs old and out of print.  She has permission to make copies for her class, but before she could do so she had to find out how many copies she’d need.  We finally got them yesterday.  In the meantime she started discussing Individual Organism studies vs. Group studies; you can’t extrapolate data from one to figure out what will work for the other.  There’s a lot of blah blah blah from your standpoint so I won’t go into it.  But over the weekend we were supposed to grab someone and explain what she had covered so far to them.  If we could explain it to someone else so that they understood it, then we ourselves understand it.  I chose Randy.  He dozed off somewhere in the middle, but claimed to understand it afterward.  Good enough for me.

History and Systems only meets once a week on Wed. nights.  So far we’ve been covering Greek philosophy and medicine as it pertains to the earliest development of psychology.  The most interesting thing so far?  Our prof drives 3 hours from his home in Vermont to teach it.  That’s not even the most interesting part.  He plays his tuba while he does it!  And I thought talking on cell phones while driving was bad.  Glad I drive to school a different way.

Philosophy of Racism is really labor intensive, but fascinating.  The prof is great.  One of the things I had to do last weekend is to take an Implicit Association Test (IAT), which uncovers hidden biases you may have.  It checks how long it takes for you to categorize certain words or images.  If you take too long your response is discounted because you’re thinking about where the item should go rather than acting automatically from your gut.  There are a few places you can take it online, but I liked Harvard’s the best.  Some test for race bias, but there’s gender bias and many others.  If you choose to try it and find yourself race biased (which is not the same thing as racist), don’t feel bad.  80% of the people- Black as well as White- score biased in favor of Whites.  I’m proud of the fact that I fall into the 20% category, but shockingly show a gender bias.  I seem to have a moderate bias towards men as career and women as caregiver.  So while in my deliberate thoughts and actions I am egalitarian, society has taken a toll nonetheless.  Harvard gives out the IAT subjects randomly, though.  If you want to take the Race or Gender IAT, you can take them here.

Major British Writers:  we haven’t actually begun reading the literature yet.  Rather, he’s had us learn a little about the history, geographic nomenclature, and development of the English language.  To that end he posted “Caedmon’s Hymn”- supposedly first recorded English poem- first in Old English, then as a literal translation.  Finally, we each have to come up with our own loose modern English translation:

Old English:

Nu scylun hergan    hefaenricæs uard

Metudæs maecti    end his modgidane

Uerc uuldurfadur,   sue he uundra gihuaes,

Eci dryctin,   or astelidæ.

He aerist scop   aelda barnum

Heben til hrofe,   haleg scepen;

Tha middungeard   moncynnæs uard,

Eci dryctin,   æfter tiadæ,

Firum foldu,   frea allmectig.[1]


[1] http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/369.html

Strict Literal Translation:

Now must we praise   of Heaven’s kingdom the Keeper

Of the Lord the power   and his wisdom

The work of the Glory-Father,   as he of marvels each,

The eternal Lord,   the beginning established.

He first created   of earth for the sons

Heaven as a roof,   the holy Creator.

Then the middle enclosure   of mankind the Protector

The eternal Lord,   thereafter made

For men, earth   the Lord almighty.

My translation:

Now we must praise the marvelous work of the wise and powerful Lord,
Keeper of Heaven.
In the beginning the Glorious Father created a home for his sons,
With Heaven above as a roof and
Earth below as a foundation upon which mankind may dwell
Under the Lord’s protection.

There you have it, my first week of school.  Now I must be off to do homework for this week, but be on the lookout for the DOD discussion, coming soon.

Categories: College Life, Random Thoughts.

A Home of Their Own

September 5, 2009

Every weekend all summer long there has been a dog adoption drive on the green next to the local gas station.  It’s a high traffic area, ideal for those seeking to find homes for these sweet furry critters.

On one hand I’m so glad that they’re doing this.  I’m willing to bet they’ve found more homes for these dogs by bringing them out into the public than they would have if they simply stayed in the shelters and advertised.  I really hope that they’re successful.

On the other hand, it’s actually physically painful for me to drive by when every part of me wants to stop and bring them all home with me.  We normally have 2 dogs, and our house is dogless at the moment.  But I can’t adopt any dogs right now because one of our cats is too skittish.  We rarely saw Patches while Sam and Greta were alive.  He’s become so much bolder and friendlier now that he only has to deal with one other (bitchy) kitty and 2 strange humans.  It wouldn’t be fair to him to bring dogs into the home.

Oh but it hurts not to when I see those energetic furry bundles down the road, tails wagging furiously, in need of a home.

I love Patches, but is it wrong for me to wish he had more of a backbone?  Must he live up to the stereotype of “scaredy-cat?”

Sigh.

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Assimilating

September 4, 2009

I’ve just finished my first week of school and am processing.

I’ve got a buttload of work this semester and am trying to stay not only on top of it, but a little ahead where I can.  I really like all of my professors so far.  They’re fun, quirky, and are not only knowledgeable about their subjects (well I should hope so!) but who also genuinely enjoy teaching those classes.  It’s a little harder making friends, though I’ve begun to connect with a couple of women.  It’s a residential school, and most of my classes are upper level.  This means that most of  my classmates have lived, eaten and hung out together for 2 or more years.  I don’t live there and they don’t know me from Adam.  Or Adem, even though I look nothing like him.  *G*  I’m sure that I’ll get to know more people eventually, though.  I remind myself that this is how it was at NCCC my first semester, too, and look how well I did there!

I also learned a little history about my college.  It seems that back in the early 30′s there wasn’t a single college in the state that offered a BA to women.  Then a law was made that prohibited anyone from teaching unless they held a bachelor’s, although those who were already teaching were grandfathered in.  But this new law meant that there would be no new women teachers!  The Sisters of Mercy learned of this and converted their farm into a beautiful college for women.  Half of the first class at Saint Joseph was made up of women who had been “grandfathered” into the teaching profession.  They didn’t want snide comments from men about how they aren’t really qualified to teach but get to anyway because of the grandfather clause.  No, these women wanted an education and, thanks to Saint Joe’s, they got it.

How cool is that?

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