Jun 24, 2007 18:39
I'm looking forward to going to class tomorrow morning because my political science professor is insane.
I had been warned by a friend who took one of his classes before that "He's too conservative, even for me." This was one of my Republican friends. Well, she's actually quite moderate, she just likes to call herself a Republican. But I digress.
Professor Mackin isn't too conservative or too liberal. He's just nuts.
The title of the class is "Current World Problems", but we spent the entire first day talking about Nazis. Now, I know that there are still some skin-head neo-Nazis running around, but I would be hesitant to classify them as a "world problem". However, Mackin kept bringing up various figures from the Third Reich:
Prof: Do you know who Germany McGerman was?
Class: *blank stares*
Prof: Anyone? He was...A NAZI! And he did all of this bad shit!
It went on like that for about an hour. Seriously. It was like Godwin's Classroom.
I think next time he asks the class who a historical figure was, I'm just going to say "A Nazi?" Especially if the name is obviously Chinese or something.
At one point he asked me if I knew what had happened to Random Nazi after the war.
"He was put on trial at Nuremberg?"
"Well, you would think that wouldn't you, because you're a good and decent person."
Um, thanks? Actually, I figured it had to be that or "He fled to South America."
He continued: "But no! He was sheltered by the CIA!" Lest you think all of his hatred is directed towards long-dead Germans, he seems to dislike the American government a lot too.
The second class was a little more varied in terms of content because we had to go back and take a quick look at WWI. This led to a discussion about the Bolshevik Revolution.
"Do we have any revolutionaries in this class?" he asked, eying us warily.
Silence from all six members of the class.
"You!" he cried pointing at me. "Why aren't you overthrowing the government?" See, I'm the only who ever answers questions in class. It's a compulsion of mine. Fortunately, I already had an answer down pat. Evil Ex-Boyfriend Jake was a Marxist and we used to argue about that sort of thing all the time.
"Because I'm not willing to hurt or kill people."
I don't think he believed me. "You mean that you're not willing to get hurt or killed yourself. Okay, but why do most people not overthrow the government?"
I rolled my eyes and gave him the sort of answer he was looking for. "Because they're complacent and materialistic. There's no reason for them to."
"Exactly, but what else? Let me put it this way. In five years, do you expect to be better off than you are now?"
I hadn't seriously considered the question before, and he got tired of me looking at him with my "critical thinking" face.
"Don't take it too personally. I mean, you don't have a terminal illness, do you?"
Eventually, we got up to WWII and therefore back to the Nazis.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be just as crazy.
real life,
class