You know the old joke, "I just flew in from Cleveland and, boy, are my arms tired!" Well, I just got home from the dentist and, boy, does my mouth freaking hurt. Not quite so funny, is it?
The dental clinic I go to, incidentally, seems like it must have some Logan's Run-type policy for its hygenists, as none of them seem like they could be more than maybe 35. Possibly, they are driven from my job by having to listen to all the creepy dentist banter. I mean, when I was finding the dentist repetitive just over the course of my appointment, I can only imagine how the hygenists must suffer.
Update, 7:30pm: It is commonly claimed that dentistry has greatly advanced in terms of the reduction of pain in the course of routine procedures. Lies, all lies! My mouth really hurts. Getting fitted for a crown is not supposed to make your mouth hurt like this.
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My guess is that the dentists hire them young on purpose. Ick.
Ha! Knit wit called your class toolish!
And speaking of pain, the banality of the Graduate Student Blogs is painful to see. Upon review, it becomes readily apparent that most, if they graduate, will end up teaching in back-water junior colleges at best. There they will be faced with bored, middle-aged people wanting to become technicians who must endure Sociology 101. I have never seen such a lack of critical thought and such a lack of imagination and academic vigor in all my life! Clearly, UW admission standards must be reviewed and sharply upgraded in order to weed out the riff-raff.
Pam
i'm all for upgrading UW admission standards. maybe then i wouldn't be trapped in this hell. do i seem like a sociologist to you? no? me either.
Dorotha Do'th thy GPA not shine?
perhaps thy priorities could'st better align
if with me thou would'st but dine
verily to lavish thee with cannolis so fine
and bathe thy litle lovely toes with wine
O! for thee I do'th so pine!
for thy smile I would swim'th the Rhine
but Woe! I fear'th thou shalt never be mine
-LDM
Let me see if I have understood this correctly... "Pam" just insulted all of the graduate student weblogs? They might be considered banal, but they are only online journals and all online journals could be considered banal. None of them seem to be explicitly about sociology. Are weblogs a good place to gauge critical thinking, imagination or academic vigor? How can one tell from weblogs that graduate students might end up at "back-water junior colleges?" Couldn't this online weblog "riff-raff" be extended to include the owner of this weblog, who is in fact employed by the department? What does that say about department hiring policies?
M.
You know, technically, I think Pam was only insulting the Wisconsin grad student blogs. The rest of us remain untouched.
Although, hell, you don't need to insult my blog- it insults itself.
In aligning myself with Pam, I think Jeremy is well beyond the pale of Graduate School. I'm not about to ascertain the number of professional journal submissions he has under his belt and the number published. I seem to recall that he has authored a published book on Statistics and recently was accepted into a rather prestigious research group from Harvard. I note he has the distinct ability, via light fare, to present a basis for some critical commentary in many of his postings, but few take the bait, so to speak. He sows
some clever seeds which never then seem to germinate. You get the infamous LDM instead, whose 'verse' may well be a form of protest. The fact that a proven Academic like Jeremy elicits such little critical thought and commentary may be nothing more than a reflection on technology per se as a teaching, learning vehicle. If so, the 'tires' on this vehicle are low on air and further inquiry and discussion on the matter is warranted. I would go so far as to suggest it is long overdue.
A case could me made I suppose that the Teacher is reflected in the writing and thinking of his student's Blogs, in which case the good Doctor of Sociology, Jeremy, is holding a low-grade C in my meager opinion. A cursory review of the Graduate Blogs shows meandering and boredom, nothing more, which is fine of course, but it begs other questions, and lends subtle legitimacy to Pam's assertions.
Arnold Swogstein
Presumably: (Pam = M. = Arnold = LDM)
...And if that is the case then engaging any or all is pointless.
Still, I am going to say it, because every once in a while it needs to be said. JFW, poor blog model that it is, spawned a significant amount of creativity on both sides of Bascom Mall this year. We, over at the Law School, once thought of giving it a favorite tag that we toss around there – JFW, as stimulating the Wisconsin Idea in blogging (what’s that? I’d say it’s the smartness that lets you take on your surroundings in fresh and inventive ways, steering away from the obvious, the predictable, the ineffective).
But wait, did I read this right? Is Arnold (and therefore Pam and therefore M), is he saying that the faculty, their teaching, their critical capacities, are reflected in the quality of student blogs? And, further, that I myself should write the kind of blog that students can model and build on? Insane! If I had to list 100 reasons why I blog and give 100 duties and responsibilities that I have toward my students, this would not be among them! I am sorry to be selfish and possessive, but my blog is my own piece of pie here, respectful of my profession and my students, yes, but after that – it is my music. Not theirs. Nor is theirs born out of their associations with me. I would not be so entertained if student blogs were but an extension (truly bizarre idea there) of Oscar or Ann or Tonya or Jeremy or myself, or any of us that produce these little quirky (riff-raffy?) posts. And I want to be entertained! More, give me more, and make each one different, unusual, funny, original! Just like you’ve been doing. Only more!
I’m not even going to take on the junior college thing.
Fie! N'er would'st I post such a one dimensional sham
(not that old Hebert would really give'th a damn)
by using the moniker Pam!
T'would make'th me a wretch to be put on the lam
a knave to be thrashed for flim-flam
T'is but lonely hearts I seek'th e'r to scam
verily! my critical analysis be naught but spam
-LDM
LDM: I actually do know who you are. (And I think you know I know.) The lengthy “revelatory” comment of a few days back, if true, along with a nudge from a common friend clued me in. From even an enormous readership of JFW, only one person could have written all that you claim to have written and that person is *you*. [The giveaway: Your November 8th Comment to JFW.]
why do i feel like i am the only person who doesn't give a flying flip who LDM is?
Nay, Nina, Nay! Thy assessment t'is not true!
If so, the Lonely Donut Man would'st be through
alas and at last to bid'th thee adieu
n'er more our friendship to renew
ha'th I ever given thee a day to rue?
Do I bear'th a pox and the flu?
but one has't e'r thrown his shoe
hissing the dreaded word "Boo!"
saying over the Cuckoo's Nest I flew
seeking to eject me from the JFW crew,
but soon shall I grant unto thee something new
verily, my identity be'th in name but two
LDM is one and assuredly my real name unknown to you
Nay, Nina, Nay! thou ha'th but attempted a literary coup
-LDM
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