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igloos are ugly.
Wow. It's been awhile. *looks upon mighty fiendslist backlog and despairs* I've been very busy, particularly with my class; we effectively have to write an eight-page paper and prepare for a final in four days (Not that that's not how I normally do things, but). Whenever I snatch a few minutes to come down here, Mom is trying to win Advanced Minesweeper for a second time. Great stuff. Also, it's been so incredibly humid that all I want to do is find a flat place to lie down and try not to move. However, we're planning to go camping over the weekend, so probably it'll rain and break the heatwave.
Hmm. Have just realised have not said what class is about. It's on the sociology of social movements. As Dad persists in saying, "it's a bunch of liberal crap." (Should never let him read campus newspaper. Bad.) It's a fairly good how-to course, actually, when it manages to emerge from the depth of pseudointellectual obscurantism. For my final paper I have decided to write about the emergence of the open source movement. Less because of any pretentions to geek cred and more because all the primary sources are online. :P Although professor had never heard of Open Source, and said I had to cite "reputable journals" establishing it as a real movement, because god forbid a sociologist write about something that nobody's done before. So much for thought, inquiry and science.
In three weeks, we've covered miners' unions, strippers' unions, gblt movements, greenpeace, and the '60s student movements; dramaturgy, resource mobilization, neo-marxism, political process, cognitive analysis, cultural theory, and collective identity. Among other things.
Spent most of today's class, (after video on early gay movement) discussing the attractiveness and cultural connotations of body hair. Oddly enough, coming not out of video, but discussion of fundamentalist Islamic movements. The professor ended up taking a class survey of which guys will date girls with hairy legs, and which girls will date guys with hairy chests. It brought the video home a bit, actually, since I was left having to decide whether to pass, and say yes, I will date hairy guys; tell the truth, and say no; or totally throw the class into confusion and say "Actually, I don't any date men at all." Which would, given the class, lead to mass amounts of ultraliberal apologizing and commisserating, whereupon I'd be forced to say, "No, actually, sorry, I don't date girls either, I'm just not interested," which would totally derail the class. No, I got enough astounded looks for admitting I was proud to be related to Eastern Shore chicken farmers; I took the easy way out. But I agonized first! Honestly I did!
Anyway, it was interesting to realize that despite the subject matter of the day's class, he just *assumed* everyone was was straight. Also, got a chance to display my gams, so not a total loss. ;)
I spent the first week pondering the ongoing argument chalked on the ceiling about the relative aesthetic merits of igloos.
Then remembered class is, in fact, in the architecture building.
C has an Lj now? Resistance is truly futile.
Hmm. Have just realised have not said what class is about. It's on the sociology of social movements. As Dad persists in saying, "it's a bunch of liberal crap." (Should never let him read campus newspaper. Bad.) It's a fairly good how-to course, actually, when it manages to emerge from the depth of pseudointellectual obscurantism. For my final paper I have decided to write about the emergence of the open source movement. Less because of any pretentions to geek cred and more because all the primary sources are online. :P Although professor had never heard of Open Source, and said I had to cite "reputable journals" establishing it as a real movement, because god forbid a sociologist write about something that nobody's done before. So much for thought, inquiry and science.
In three weeks, we've covered miners' unions, strippers' unions, gblt movements, greenpeace, and the '60s student movements; dramaturgy, resource mobilization, neo-marxism, political process, cognitive analysis, cultural theory, and collective identity. Among other things.
Spent most of today's class, (after video on early gay movement) discussing the attractiveness and cultural connotations of body hair. Oddly enough, coming not out of video, but discussion of fundamentalist Islamic movements. The professor ended up taking a class survey of which guys will date girls with hairy legs, and which girls will date guys with hairy chests. It brought the video home a bit, actually, since I was left having to decide whether to pass, and say yes, I will date hairy guys; tell the truth, and say no; or totally throw the class into confusion and say "Actually, I don't any date men at all." Which would, given the class, lead to mass amounts of ultraliberal apologizing and commisserating, whereupon I'd be forced to say, "No, actually, sorry, I don't date girls either, I'm just not interested," which would totally derail the class. No, I got enough astounded looks for admitting I was proud to be related to Eastern Shore chicken farmers; I took the easy way out. But I agonized first! Honestly I did!
Anyway, it was interesting to realize that despite the subject matter of the day's class, he just *assumed* everyone was was straight. Also, got a chance to display my gams, so not a total loss. ;)
I spent the first week pondering the ongoing argument chalked on the ceiling about the relative aesthetic merits of igloos.
Then remembered class is, in fact, in the architecture building.
C has an Lj now? Resistance is truly futile.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
--C
no subject
But mind, this is a class of, ah, what's the phrase? Oh yes, "liberal snobs." :-P
All the girls said they didn't care either way.
Weekend