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Dear crazy professor folks,
You are crazy.
I am crazier.
Let's compromise.
I don't really know if this class failed to meet some subconscious expectations or something simply rubbed me the wrong way, but I quickly learned to condescend when I was being condescended to. I felt insulted by the Analytic Thinking pamphlet and by the way it was used and referred to as if gospel to treasure and disseminate to the masses. It is not, not, NOT anything like that for me. It is a supercilious, over-simplified, apallingly rude, and utterly condescending piece of intellectual-elitist bullshit. I can already think, thank you, and will continue to do so in a way that allows me to feel both comfortable and capable because I've had enough practice to figure it out by now. Stop trying to dissect my brain in some mistaken attempt to find what's missing.
I appreciate that you haven't taught this class before, so it's just as new for you as for me and all my classmates. This doesn't, in my view, excuse your ineptitude, but that may just be inherent to your way of coming at it or some other aspect. It makes me sick to sit an listen to you saying absolutely nothing. If you can't be concise, go take a fucking writing course. Also, stop whinging it. Stop trying to get us to teach ourselves. Stop being absolute gits about teaching -- I paid for this class because I want the credits, but any other miserable class could do as well. I might just as well go back to EA or the disaster of my internship and STICK IT OUT instead. God, i'm tired of hating school.
more scathing comments later, must go attend your monday class.
i also need to talk with you two, but I'll be damned if I know how to do it without ripping into you.
Round Two
It is not clear to me whether or not I should be searching thinky-dinky prof's office right now. Beyond that I still have no idea whhere her office might BE. Therefore I am going to ride what little high my second cup of coffee has provided to do my homework. Then I'll fall asleep on this comfy couch in SEM2. We'll see about other things later.
You are crazy.
I am crazier.
Let's compromise.
I don't really know if this class failed to meet some subconscious expectations or something simply rubbed me the wrong way, but I quickly learned to condescend when I was being condescended to. I felt insulted by the Analytic Thinking pamphlet and by the way it was used and referred to as if gospel to treasure and disseminate to the masses. It is not, not, NOT anything like that for me. It is a supercilious, over-simplified, apallingly rude, and utterly condescending piece of intellectual-elitist bullshit. I can already think, thank you, and will continue to do so in a way that allows me to feel both comfortable and capable because I've had enough practice to figure it out by now. Stop trying to dissect my brain in some mistaken attempt to find what's missing.
I appreciate that you haven't taught this class before, so it's just as new for you as for me and all my classmates. This doesn't, in my view, excuse your ineptitude, but that may just be inherent to your way of coming at it or some other aspect. It makes me sick to sit an listen to you saying absolutely nothing. If you can't be concise, go take a fucking writing course. Also, stop whinging it. Stop trying to get us to teach ourselves. Stop being absolute gits about teaching -- I paid for this class because I want the credits, but any other miserable class could do as well. I might just as well go back to EA or the disaster of my internship and STICK IT OUT instead. God, i'm tired of hating school.
more scathing comments later, must go attend your monday class.
i also need to talk with you two, but I'll be damned if I know how to do it without ripping into you.
Round Two
It is not clear to me whether or not I should be searching thinky-dinky prof's office right now. Beyond that I still have no idea whhere her office might BE. Therefore I am going to ride what little high my second cup of coffee has provided to do my homework. Then I'll fall asleep on this comfy couch in SEM2. We'll see about other things later.