Quick update
Well, I'm sick right now. With M.'s hurt foot, we're kind of a mess together. I haven't been able to keep anything down for the past few days. Last night I was shivering, and just felt awful. I guess the flu is going around here at school. I don't know if what I have is the flu; I've never had it. I just feel sweaty, and then cold, and week, and pukey. I had a meeting at work this morning that I had to be at, but I came home from work early.
Update to the death I wrote about last week or so, "122nd and Broadway." According to the Columbia Spectator, they've arrested a suspect; he's a fourteen year-old boy. When I saw that headline, I was just so sad. I can imagine a fourteen year-old--that the age of my former students--just thinking he would grab someone's bag, a "simple mugging," and then the person dies, is killed--and suddenly he's up for second-degree murder. It's terrible. What a tragedy, for everyone.
There's still a shrine across the street, dedicated to the dead student. His parents came all the way from China; we signed cards here at Union for them.
I have a paper due on Friday for Philosophy, but it's only seven pages, and after the thesis, that feels like a breeze. Even if I'm in no state to wrap my mind around evidence of God, the problem of evil, or miracles. Whatever it is that's ailing me, it can't last forever, right?