The end of another school year is eleven days away. For teachers this a special and sometimes melancholy time. It’s harvest time and we find out the results what we have sown. Teaching is a complex business. It is constsnt improvising, adapting, and overcoming the weaknesses of our students, and the inherent weaknesses we as individuals bring to the table. It is fighting or rather manuvering with the great bureaucracy of school adminstration. You must learn what is possible and what is not. You kludge, you cajol, you sometimes beg.
Is the act of blogging a social endeavor? Are you communicating with those who read as discourse, or instead are you insuring that your single voice will find no disagreement, no rejection: an ultimate act of self-protection.
This will be a multi-part, ongoing rant about the state of American Professional Football (APF).
APF has been destroyed by the media. Incredibly long, long games due to far too many commercial breaks. Over-analyzed games. Over-announced games. Sideline reporters and reporter-ettes. ESPN. Touchy-feely, in-depth, boring features about players I have no interest in knowing about. Emotional baggage is just that and we all have it. Don’t share, Please, don’t share.
Did I mention sideline reporter-ettes?
Competitive balance. Read mediocrity.
The tolerance of players such as Terrell Owens, or Randy Moss in his hayday, who think they are bigger than their team or the game itself.
The site digg.com is great fun and turning into the prime example of the “smart mob’ mentality. Together with Boingboing.org, the two make a useful snapshot of the technicrati (sic) cutting edge on a daily basis.
Moving into the third century of this Republic, there are three groups that are holding the threads of our civilization together: government/military, law enforcement, and teachers. They are the framework that allows everything to function. With politicians and the elite ruling class becoming more amd more corrupt almost on a daily basis; with the entrenched political staffers and bureaucrats putting their own personal short-term interests above the nation’s; with police being overwhelmed by the shear complexity of the society they are trying to protect; with teachers being put into the position of trying to educate a populace to is rapidly becoming uneducable; when these factors are placed into the context of history, I get that thousand-click stare and thank God for my 20” iMac G5 2.0 gHz, my TiVo, and the library.
Ted Kennedy and the liberal socialists in this country can kiss my ass. There is a special place in Hell, Karl, Vlad, and Uncle Joe have got all warm for you. Julie and Rose say hi.
I’m taking a break from politics until the new year. No Rush. No Hannity. No Fox. In fact as little “news” as possible. A glance at the newspaper. A little coffee discussion. It’s gonna be the way it’s gonna be.
Heights: a miserable little film, about miserable little people. Films about urban dwellers are all the same.
The Devil’s Rejects: an absolutely reprehensible piece of trash that has all the makings of a faux cult classic (because it was purposely put together to be that way), which will expose the dark side of your pysche. And it ain’t pretty.
Scooter’s indictment is not a conviction. If he did lie then he is a fool.
Netflix is a great service and if used correctly a tremendous bargin.
Bewitched is a terrible movie and a complete waste of time. When Nicole Kidman and Michael Caine inter-acted, you saw the wasted potential of the project. Will Ferrell IS NOT funny. Why producers will put money into the drek he is in goes way beyond my understanding. Why people will pay money for seeing his movies or to purchase his DVD’s is truly a sign of the approaching apocalypse.
To me it was sad to see The Houston Astros cinderella story come to its predictable conclusion. I was hoping against hope for them to win at least one. Wasn’t meant to be.
Anyone out there know what the music for the new Pontiac commercial is?
A fortuitous day. My first entry into this social phenomena of blogging and my baseball team’s first trip to the Series. There is no correlation, just a pleasing node. I have been waitng a long time for the latter. A shorter time for the former.
The Houston Astros are a true reflection of the team concept. A star-crossed collection of highly paid young men (and not so young men) who have overcome great challenges to win at playing a game. It is both absurd and wonderful. If you enjoy baseball the above might be meaningful. If you don’t like the game or don’t understand it, then it probably is not important.
This experiment with blogging is due with all thanks to Flock and WordPress.com. Oh, what hath they wrought when them such as I take to this wordscape. I have no illusions about anyone reading this. My thoughts are all derivative of the media that feeds my head. Maybe there is a synthesis that takes place which will produce product worthy of a slight consideration. That remains to be seen
I bid you all a hello and a hearty “Hi-yo, Silver!”
MIA: Jeff Harrell. Best of everything guy.