In the first part -- recounted here -- I made my way to the hallowed campus of Southwestern College to attempt a second go at furthering my education.
Day 1 went well. Which was the one thing I had assumed would go well this semester. I had a few shocks, particularly when seeing how late students would mope into class, and just how apathetic the atmosphere was here and there.
More shocks on Tuesday? You betcher butt. But we'll get to that in a moment...
Crushing Tiny Cities, The Four Things All Students Need, and What Happens When James Bond Mistakes You For Someone Else
Last Thursday I went to the Student Center to get my photo ID, to make it easier to use the facilities. To do so, the man with the camera had me step behind a blue line, then tilted it up about forty degrees to get my head in the shot. The camera was mounted on a shelf about two-and-a-half feet high, meaning that my ID photo is shot up and at an angle that makes me look like that big fellow atop of the beanstalk.
Before I left the building, crushing tiny cities as I went, the cameraman asked, "Hey! Are you still with the newspaper?" This was a bit distracting, since I'd only been with the paper about two hours at the time.
|You have no rightsh on thish campush.|
But apparently Commander Bond had assumed I was already with those rabblerousers at the Sun, so I answered, "Nope. I was a civilian when you tried to throw me off campus."
The last bit of weirdness I got was when I took a little coupon book with discounts for those important student needs. A couple bucks off for books, a buck off at the cafeteria, a couple of dollar-off coupons at Jason's coffee cart, and...
Discount hepatitis shots. Yep, a little something for that student that does have everything.
True Believers, You Mean... I Actually Gotta Buy Stuff?, That Sneaky Homework, and You'll Get Your Money When We're Damned Good And Ready To Give It To You.
I picked up my books over the weekend, and armed with those books and my coupons - in case the urge for a hot coffee or an ice-cold Heptivax struck - I returned to class on Tuesday morning, Business 120.
|You're serious about the textbook?|
Forgive me if I seem to be harping on this, but I simply can't understand this. So far, we've been told to do only three things: get the textbook, read two chapters, and do a short non-graded quiz. The answers of most of the students appear to be "no, no, and... no."
Sometime later, I found out that one of the reasons that so many of the students didn't have the books, is that at SWC, the school doesn't start giving out financial aid - including that needed to buy books - until the second week. Apparently this makes sense to someone. But not to me, and likely not to the students who are now at least one day behind in every class, and will likely be closer to a week behind.
If only we had some new people in power who could look into this vast abyss of stupidity!
In Journalism 200, Professor Max Branscomb spent the day lecturing on the journalists' Code of Ethics. It's clearly a passion of his, and it came through. It's always a pleasure to watch someone who believes in what he or she is lecturing. Max's passion is good, high-quality journalism, and that comes shining through.
Mike Van Keith is a true believer of the power of business, and he demonstrates that with every word, peppering his lectures with anecdotes and asides that shows how well he understands how it all works. Both instructors are easy to listen to and easy to understand, but use completely different styles of lectures.
More on that later. I've got to keep this short. I've got a couple of chapters to read, and a bit of homework to do.
Thank God I went ahead and bought those books.