I have time and time again been hearing students in my classes talk about how we can talk and talk, yet none of us are doing anything. At first, comments just annoyed me, but as time passes, and I hear it repeated, I am left with a single question: Why is the quest for understanding and the spread of information through discussion, in order to discover how rhetoric (or any other subject matter) affects an issue such as humanitarian intervention not in itself an action toward solving the problems that have plagued humanitarianism for years? Read the rest of this entry »
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Although I have been seriously slacking, the past few days have seen some hardcore catching up…or at least trying to, which leads me to this post. In the last week, I have read the second half of Jean-Franscois Lyotard’s Just Gaming, Judith Butler’s Gender Trouble, and the first half of an anthology called PoMoSexuals: Challenging Assumptions about Gender and Sexuality, edited by Carol Queen and Lawrence Schimel. And several hundred pages later I am left with far more questions then I found answers, but one inquiry that stands out: Is individual, creative thought even a possibility? Read the rest of this entry »
I don’t see anything inherently bad about my self -described status as a “workaholic.” It is simply the way things are in my reality. I opt to take the maximum credits allowed every semester. I choose to do a complete overhaul and redesign of the college newspaper simply because I’m editor, and in some warped way feel it’s my duty. I am almost never online with less that four tabs open on my browser, because to do one thing at a time would be a waste when I can do so much more. Throughout the entirety of the school year, I watch my classmates and colleagues get away with doing minimal work, so I know it’s possible to be marginally successful on such a path, but for some reason, I just can’t allow myself to follow in their footsteps. Instead, I’m that kid who will go nights without sleep so that I can do every page of the reading, every review question and if I feel the need re-write my paper for the fifth or sixth time, when I know the first could have been a B.
So what does a person like me do during the summer when there is no homework to be done, no papers to write, no more newspaper chores to do, nothing to work on? What do I do when all the journal submissions and conference proposals have been sent off, and I am just waiting for responses, for requests for revision? Quite simply, I go crazy. Read the rest of this entry »