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Throughout the semester, I've noticed that my professor censors himself a great deal. He will begin a train of thought, only to say, "No, I can't talk about that," and move on to another topic. On Tuesday, I noticed him discussing immigration reform with a fellow student. After the conversation, he approached and asked if I had been listening. When I said yes, he told me that there now existed organizations that recruited students to inform on teachers who discussed politics in the classroom.
Well, after I scraped my jaw off the floor and assured him that there weren't jackboots under my sneakers, he and I got into a debate over his reticence. Clearly, he has his job and family to consider, but it bothered me that he was so afraid of these organizations that it was affecting his ability to teach the more controversial and/or extremist views of the four major world religions, and I said so. Maybe a bit stupid in hindsight, considering my mark is at his mercy, but he was not offended. In fact, he seemed surprised that I had noticed.
Have the obnoxiously cloying yuppie parents who have churned out two generations of helpless, unprepared entitlement whores so thoroughly castrated university administrations that even colleges-which, according to my professors, are designed to prepare you for the merciless realities of adult responsibility-must be insulated against anything that smacks of unpleasantness or human or cultural diversity? Are we truly so far gone? Either my professor has been huffing his newborn son's baby powder, or he has confirmed the existence of the Thought Police?
On a more pleasant note, I thought I'd do a mid-year fic report and provide links to everything I've written in 2006. Most of you will have seen and read these, but there have been a few newcomers, and last night, someone asked for a link to SLS. So, without further ado, the fic from 2006 to this point:
( Fic in 2006 )
Well, after I scraped my jaw off the floor and assured him that there weren't jackboots under my sneakers, he and I got into a debate over his reticence. Clearly, he has his job and family to consider, but it bothered me that he was so afraid of these organizations that it was affecting his ability to teach the more controversial and/or extremist views of the four major world religions, and I said so. Maybe a bit stupid in hindsight, considering my mark is at his mercy, but he was not offended. In fact, he seemed surprised that I had noticed.
Have the obnoxiously cloying yuppie parents who have churned out two generations of helpless, unprepared entitlement whores so thoroughly castrated university administrations that even colleges-which, according to my professors, are designed to prepare you for the merciless realities of adult responsibility-must be insulated against anything that smacks of unpleasantness or human or cultural diversity? Are we truly so far gone? Either my professor has been huffing his newborn son's baby powder, or he has confirmed the existence of the Thought Police?
On a more pleasant note, I thought I'd do a mid-year fic report and provide links to everything I've written in 2006. Most of you will have seen and read these, but there have been a few newcomers, and last night, someone asked for a link to SLS. So, without further ado, the fic from 2006 to this point:
( Fic in 2006 )
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