Even if you don't plan to be an academic in the future, while actually in academia teaching those standards is useful because it promotes intellectual honesty. It's perfectly fine to cite someone else's research... so long as you actually cite it. You are being transparent in showing "I'm sharing the thoughts of someone else" rather than misrepresenting them as your own.
I do feel like a lot of the problem is that students who need the support of professors for future endeavors know they are required to show ether...
- creative and novel understanding/thinking in regards to the subject they teach, as well as the capacity of original thought in the subject
or
- fairly masterful rote understanding of the theories and techniques as presented in class
... and most of them just aren't up to the task. So you have the pressure to present works that aren't your own in order to garner the kind of accolades and attention you need to advance in the field. Yes, it almost never works, but the pressure's there. It's also there for the kids who just need to pass this prerequisite and just... don't have the time because some other professor thinks their class is "defining" and deserves more focus than other aspects of a college student's courses. I've definetely had a professor or two that made things harder than really nessacery just to force some people to the bottom of the curve.
- creative and novel understanding/thinking in regards to the subject they teach, as well as the capacity of original thought in the subject
or
- fairly masterful rote understanding of the theories and techniques as presented in class
... and most of them just aren't up to the task. So you have the pressure to present works that aren't your own in order to garner the kind of accolades and attention you need to advance in the field. Yes, it almost never works, but the pressure's there. It's also there for the kids who just need to pass this prerequisite and just... don't have the time because some other professor thinks their class is "defining" and deserves more focus than other aspects of a college student's courses. I've definetely had a professor or two that made things harder than really nessacery just to force some people to the bottom of the curve.
I wonder how useful it would be while still in earlier grades to assign students the task of writing about stuff they actually enjoy, whatever it might be, just so they can get some levels in choosing a topic, talking about it, sourcing it, positioning it, defending it, supporting it, etc. Talk about video games, talk about dirt, talk about how much you like the smell of plastic when you burn it, whatever, just talk about it.
--Patrick
--Patrick
We do that. Too many of them still plagiarize.
And why so many of the kids that go to our oldest’s High school are such turds.
Too many parents are dipshits who don’t even try to encourage their kids in school, or don’t instill any kind of values like hard work or intellectual curiosity. And they just allow them to watch Netflix or play video games all day. So you get some kids who just sit there and don’t care, until it’s too late.
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Considering the primary function of the modern education system is to warehouse children first and educate them second, I understand the resentment? We criminalize being a child.
Something like two-thirds of high school seniors graduate without knowing how to write a paper. They can write, but they cannot formulate a thesis, argument, or conclusion. Part of that problem is because so many schools have replaced teachers with football coaches. The coaches don't want to grade all those papers and so they never required much writing. Then those graduates go on to university where they cannot write even basic papers. I'm not an English professor. I'm a history professor and I need to get them through the course material first. Most of them are awful writers and they don't get much better as time goes on. They also don't know how to take notes.
So, I vaguely mentioned some health problems awhile back, and today as a continued part of trying to resolve those issues, I had to get a heart echo.
On TV they look so easy. They stick a wand on someone's chest and voila perfect image of the heart.
In actual practice it hurts like hell, because they really jam that sucker into your ribs and then wiggle all around with it. For like 30 minutes.
On TV they look so easy. They stick a wand on someone's chest and voila perfect image of the heart.
In actual practice it hurts like hell, because they really jam that sucker into your ribs and then wiggle all around with it. For like 30 minutes.
I didn't learn how to write a proper paper till college. So like 18 months ago. One of my first classes taught it and I had to write 4, each in a different persuasive style. It was just never covered in high school, and I was in honors English.
You know, I just love hearing this shit from people on the sidelines. It never gets old. Come by my room sometime so I can show you how little I educate my students, how much I suppress their free thinking, and how hard I work to turn them them into mindless drones.
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Does the funding and support you get reflect your efforts and goals, or does the system you're working in only work in support of the type of care that Ashburner is talking about?
There are definitely a lot of good people working in the education system, but the system itself is in a major state of dysfunction.
I'm feeling woozy at work again. But this time it's not due to anything coming out of the vents.
I'd like to start by saying that I am very vulnerable to motion sickness. I get airsick, seasick, carsick, bussick, trainsick, bikesick, I even got sick once while walking. It's gotten to the point where my brain will start feeling sick and woozy in anticipation, for example I'll start feeling unwell as soon as I get onto a bus, even if the bus isn't moving yet. Or I'll feel sick if I smell certain aromas associated with certain modes of transportation.
I used to fly almost exclusively on EVA Air, a Taiwanese airline. They play instrumental versions of certain Taiwanese folk songs on their planes when passengers are boarding and disembarking. As a result, my brain has associated these songs with airsickness, and I'll start feeling sick as soon as I hear them. Fortunately I don't hear them very often, because these songs are like half a century old.
However, today I'm working on a case in which it just so happens that I have to translate these songs' lyrics into English. And that necessitates listening to them over and over again. I feel like I'm back on a plane again, and I don't even get to go somewhere interesting at the end of it.
I'd like to start by saying that I am very vulnerable to motion sickness. I get airsick, seasick, carsick, bussick, trainsick, bikesick, I even got sick once while walking. It's gotten to the point where my brain will start feeling sick and woozy in anticipation, for example I'll start feeling unwell as soon as I get onto a bus, even if the bus isn't moving yet. Or I'll feel sick if I smell certain aromas associated with certain modes of transportation.
I used to fly almost exclusively on EVA Air, a Taiwanese airline. They play instrumental versions of certain Taiwanese folk songs on their planes when passengers are boarding and disembarking. As a result, my brain has associated these songs with airsickness, and I'll start feeling sick as soon as I hear them. Fortunately I don't hear them very often, because these songs are like half a century old.
However, today I'm working on a case in which it just so happens that I have to translate these songs' lyrics into English. And that necessitates listening to them over and over again. I feel like I'm back on a plane again, and I don't even get to go somewhere interesting at the end of it.
"home with a hot woman" isn't interesting anymore? Sheesh
I'll 't Ms. Bhamv knowI'd say it's debatable whether home is meant to be interesting."home with a hot woman" isn't interesting anymore? Sheesh
Yes, this was my point. Not that teachers aren't doing their damnedest with what they have... my mother is a teacher for special needs children in a low income district. I know the horror stories... hell, half the reason she became a teacher is because she saw all these problems when my brother and I were in the system. But it's very clear that our Republican legislators and senators and reps are more concerned with keeping kids off the streets from 7am to 3pm than they are with actually teaching them to think for themselves or to develop a trade. Hence we have teachers and administrators without any of the tools they'd need to actually do the job with which they are tasked with.
Not that this is a problem in the rich districts... we really need to pool land taxes and distribute them across the state by need, not by locale.
I don’t think he commented on the teaching at all. It’s just for most parents, the most important aspect of school is daycare. I would say Covid proved that undeniably.
My wife is an elementary school teacher. The past few years have been challenging, to say the least. A lot of parents do indeed think of school as a daycare service. Her school is also Title 1, which means lots of behavioral issues from neglected and impoverished students. So anyways my wife dealt with the kids and their parents all year long. She texted me today and said she'd finally hit her boiling point and quit her job. She didn't know how we were going to pay the bills on my income alone. And this is on top of us trying to recover our finances after the wedding and honeymoon. So I talked with her about the corners we might cut, canceling our Orlando vacation later this summer, etc. Then she suddenly blurted out "APRIL FOOLS!"
She must have been talking with some of my friends because they pull pranks like this every year. What prank should I pull to get back at her?
She must have been talking with some of my friends because they pull pranks like this every year. What prank should I pull to get back at her?
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Holy crap I would NOT appreciate that kind of "joke". I'd have signed up for extra overtime etc etc by the time I found out it was fake.
I mean, "man, I've been having doubts about our relationship for a while now, but this just proves you don't even think my input is wanted on major life decisions. I can't do this anymore, I'm divorcing you" followed by "haha, just kidding" right after she called het parents in tears. Ah-hah-hah hilarious.
I assume you can accept/appreciate/enjoy that, and otherwise she wouldn't do it, but it would literally be a relationship ender for me.
I mean, "man, I've been having doubts about our relationship for a while now, but this just proves you don't even think my input is wanted on major life decisions. I can't do this anymore, I'm divorcing you" followed by "haha, just kidding" right after she called het parents in tears. Ah-hah-hah hilarious.
I assume you can accept/appreciate/enjoy that, and otherwise she wouldn't do it, but it would literally be a relationship ender for me.
My son wanted to do a "lie about canceling an event" prank on his friends today and I convinced him that telling a lie wasn't really a prank. He made some "cat food" kibble out of sugar cookies coated in cocoa mix and is going to excitedly eat them at snack time and offer some to his friends. Much better, my boy.
I guess today wouldn't be a great day to change my martial status on FB to "single"...as kind of a reverse April Fool's joke.
I decided to be a good boy yesterday and actually go grocery shopping. I suppose i brought this upon myself. Everything perishable i bought is now worthless.
so, when I posted the above, I was still without power--but I was running off my phone, and I happen to have like a half-dozen battery banks that I keep buying when I travel because I keep forgetting to pack them. So, I was never without internet. But it was too dark to crochet, and, yes, everything in my fridge died. The ice cube trays completely melted, so everything in the freezer went too.
Luckily, I'm living the bachelor life, so it was only about $150 worth of stuff. It coulda been worse. Power came on just in time for me to have to work the last 2 hours of my work day
Luckily, I'm living the bachelor life, so it was only about $150 worth of stuff. It coulda been worse. Power came on just in time for me to have to work the last 2 hours of my work day
I don't know if I've mentioned it on here, and I'm not going to bother to search if I did, but the past 6 six years I've been having trouble with my tear ducts. What was misdiagnosed as a "sensitivity to the weather" by my previous doctor for years, turns out that my ducts have either shrunk or are blocked, as identified by my new doctor this past January. The tears have no where to go, and I look like I'm crying ALL THE GODDAMN TIME. I was over-joyed when it turns out I don't have to live with it, and he sent me to a specialist.
Today was my 2nd appointment with the specialist. We're taking steps to figure out if the issue can be solved without surgery. I'm going to spare you guys the details for the squeamish, but he is basically excavating my ducts and seeing if we can stretch them back out manually, and I am VERY MUCH AWAKE during this whole procedure. (I brought a stress-squeezy with me this time.) He's trying to tell me that my eyes remaining unteared for an hour after the first treatment is a good sign, and this option is "better than surgery", but in my head I keep thinking:
Today was my 2nd appointment with the specialist. We're taking steps to figure out if the issue can be solved without surgery. I'm going to spare you guys the details for the squeamish, but he is basically excavating my ducts and seeing if we can stretch them back out manually, and I am VERY MUCH AWAKE during this whole procedure. (I brought a stress-squeezy with me this time.) He's trying to tell me that my eyes remaining unteared for an hour after the first treatment is a good sign, and this option is "better than surgery", but in my head I keep thinking:
GasBandit
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Next time we're in Valheim, I'll have to treat you to an eyescream cone.I don't know if I've mentioned it on here, and I'm not going to bother to search if I did, but the past 6 six years I've been having trouble with my tear ducts. What was misdiagnosed as a "sensitivity to the weather" by my previous doctor for years, turns out that my ducts have either shrunk or are blocked, as identified by my new doctor this past January. The tears have no where to go, and I look like I'm crying ALL THE GODDAMN TIME. I was over-joyed when it turns out I don't have to live with it, and he sent me to a specialist.
Today was my 2nd appointment with the specialist. We're taking steps to figure out if the issue can be solved without surgery. I'm going to spare you guys the details for the squeamish, but he is basically excavating my ducts and seeing if we can stretch them back out manually, and I am VERY MUCH AWAKE during this whole procedure. (I brought a stress-squeezy with me this time.) He's trying to tell me that my eyes remaining unteared for an hour after the first treatment is a good sign, and this option is "better than surgery", but in my head I keep thinking:
I had a roommate decide to be "helpful" and stick my cast iron in the washer and use the cast iron's chainmail scrubber to scrub my non-stick wok...Tonight I found a cast iron pan in the sink filled with water.
Thankfully I found it tonight instead of tomorrow when it was rusted.
Tonight I found a cast iron pan in the sink filled with water.
Thankfully I found it tonight instead of tomorrow when it was rusted.
I love cast iron, and am really good at restoring it, so if you need advice on repairing/restoring any damage, let me know. It's almost always salvageable and once re-seasoned, literally better than new.
Well, wife just tested positive for COVID. Only minor rant because so far, all she's got is coughing, spitting up mucus and fatigue. No fever, and coughing is in fits rather than constant. Also, I'm fine.
So... Yeah. After my sister, her kid and both my parents catching it on their Easter visit here, kinda starting to wonder when my number's gonna come up...
So... Yeah. After my sister, her kid and both my parents catching it on their Easter visit here, kinda starting to wonder when my number's gonna come up...