Good point, Stephen.
And that’s why I will always love this man.
BOOTSTRAPS THO RIGHT??
So I’m sitting in my office earlier today, waiting for students to hand in their final assignments, which for some include assignments on which I gave them extensions. One student, who has done barely a stitch of work all semester, rushes in with headphones on and music blasting loud enough that I can hear it. He puts his bag down and pulls out a manila pocket folder stuffed with paper. He has, he says, made up or rewritten all the work he missed or failed over the course of the semester. I’m not in the mood to argue with him about the fact that he has never once come to ask me for an extension of any kind, so I take the folder, wish him a good holiday, and put it in my bag to look at later.
Well, it’s now later, and I just finished going through his work. Aside from the fact that most of it is so late that it wouldn’t count anyway—since, as I said, he never once came to ask about an extension—and aside from the fact that (because he never bothered to pay attention) he ended up doing assignments I changed or eliminated over the course of the semester, he managed to do every single assignment incorrectly, including plagiarizing significant portions of the first page of his final paper. He even failed almost every single one of the online, untimed, open-book self-quizzes I assigned for each of the chapters that we read. And he did self-quizzes for at least three chapters I didn’t assign, and he failed those too.
Except that I am really annoyed because I had to go through everything he handed in—since he has so clearly failed the course, I wanted to make sure everything is properly documented—I have to say that there is something almost admirable about his consistency, in a very ironic and sad sort of way.
ETA: Okay, a second complaint. I thought, perhaps, I needed to step away from the stack of papers I was grading because I was starting to have to read some sentences two and three times before they made sense. So I did walk away, but when I came back, the first sentence of the paper in front of me still read: “Since back from the beginning of time, mankind has always had different parts of their lives.”
One more ETA: Now that I am done with the grading, I feel obliged to say that this student’s paper did get better–and, in places, much better–than this first sentence would seem to indicate. That does not change, however, the effect that first sentence had on me when I read it, walked away, and then read it again.
Remote Mines in the Complex is a nostalgic art print by illustrator Zac Gorman that celebrates playing video games with friends. The art print specifically references levels and weapons from the 1997 Nintendo 64 video game GoldenEye 007. The art print is available to purchase online from Attract Mode.
3 am, a half-eaten bag of chips, a florescent glow lighting the room, 4-way split screen, and not a care in the world other than blowing up your friends.
images via Attract Mode
“These *are* the handbags you’re looking for!”
ThinkGeek has released two officially-licensed Star Wars bowling bag-style purses that are made to look like the infamous bounty hunter Boba Fett and the loyal astromech droid R2-D2. Both handbags, which come with two interior pouches and protective metal feet on bottom, are available to purchase online.
The right bag, matched to her wardrobe, would have been a fantastic addition to her ensemble. Hooked on her arm, her new purse could have not only carried Death Star plans, but also a blaster, lightsaber, droid-recall unit, plus all the pins and clips necessary to keep her hair in place (no small feat in any galaxy but particularly in one far, far away).
Perhaps too late, ThinkGeek now has a consignment of Star-Wars-themed handbags, in two different styles. Choose Boba Fett or R2-D2 (which means you can still smuggle the plans in a droid, only a more stylish version). These bags have more than enough room for you to fit whatever you need the next time you find yourself in a club, at the store, or in a scoundrel’s stock-light freighter somewhere around the ruins of Alderaan.
images via ThinkGeek
Via a blog at Daily Kos:
San Jose police officer Phillip White has been put on leave after posting a series of death threats to protestors on his personal Twitter account.
His tweets raise at least three very disturbing questions.
1. How could an officer who makes such statements just be put on temporary leave and not fired? It will be hard for members of the community to ever feel safe around Phillip White.
2. In his mocking statements of #BlackLivesMatters and #iCantBreathe, he fails to see that these are chants from peaceful protests. Nobody saying these statements has been called violent in any city in the country. Why is he using them as an opportunity to mock and threaten the community?
3. Is it safe to assume that the sentiments expressed by Phillip White, which seem to invite violence and death and confrontation, are shared by his colleagues?
I remember after the Rodney King beating, the ACLU asked a very simple question: Who do you call when the gang wears a police uniform?
It is getting harder and harder for me to defend police, even though I know there are good cops in the world. Institutionally, however, there’s way too much of this sort of thing, and instead of being put on paid leave, law enforcement who do this sort of thing — that’s make threats, not express abhorrent opinions, which are protected speech — should be immediately fired, have their guns taken away, and be barred from ever serving in law enforcement again.
Report: Darren Wilson's Key Witness Lied About Everything
In a damning new report by the Smoking Gun, a crucial witness in the grand jury deciding whether to indict former Ferguson, Mo. police officer Darren Wilson is revealed as having fabricated her eyewitness account of the altercation between Wilson and unarmed 18-year-old Michael Brown on Aug. 9. "Witness 40," identified as 45-year-old Sandra McElroy, has a documented history of racist remarks, criminal behavior, and mental illness.-- leaving behind the same stink of racism and willful ignorance that the last dozen, collapsed wingnut conspiracies left in their wake.
i honestly want aliens to come and annihilate the human race
Fucking special snowflakes.
don’t they know doing things like that might fuck up their body or….
please let this be a troll. This has to be a troll, right?
Tourists visit Beast Jesus in Borja, Spain (photo by virmorcar/Instagram)
Anyone who still doubts that internet memes can have an impact on the real world should pay a visit to the small town of Borja, in northeastern Spain. Thousands of tourists have been doing just that ever since local amateur art restorer Cecilia Giménez blessed us with Beast Jesus. According to a new report in the New York Times, about 150,000 people have visited the town of 5,000 and made the trek to the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Mercy, the 16th-century chapel that houses the beloved fresco since it first came to international attention in 2012.
Tourists and Beast Jesus (photo by nataliagmarin/Instagram) (click to enlarge)
Many locals were initially unhappy about the attention Giménez had brought to the town, but they have since come around and made of her something akin to a new patron saint. “The impact of ‘Ecce Homo’ has been really great for businesses,” José M. Baya, owner of local eatery La Bóveda, told the Times. His business has been so successful he’s planning to open a second restaurant. “Sadly, everyone heads to look at a painting that, frankly, is ugly.”
Aesthetic judgments aside, Borja has embraced Giménez and her handiwork. She is the focus of a local holiday every year on August 25 to commemorate the day of her momentous restoration effort. She judges an “Ecce Homo” painting competition in which local children paint their own versions of the fresco. And an image of the work appears on the municipal lottery tickets. The increased visibility has also been a boon to the nearby Museum of Colegiata, which has seen its attendance increase tenfold to 70,000 visitors per year.
In spite of the trickle-down effects of “Ecce Homo” tourism, some locals still don’t get it. “I can’t explain the reaction,” Miguel Arilla, Borja’s mayor, told the Times. “I went to see ‘Ecce Homo’ myself, and still I don’t understand it.”
every time I see this it gets reblogged
Dear cis men regulating reproductive rights
The Land of the Giants, Electrical pylons transformed into statues walking along the Icelandic landscape.
New PBF: “One Time Thing”
Before the Affordable Care Act I could literally not get insurance. I have a chronic disease, ulcerative colitis, which causes me a lot of pain, about $300 in prescription drug bills per month, and will probably give me cancer.
The treatment for the cancer that I hope won’t kill me is a surgery that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars and it will be followed by a lifetime of medical bills to help me live without a colon.
Do you want to know why I didn’t have health insurance? Because I was diagnosed in college…and when I graduated I had to get off the University’s plan and when I applied for new coverage I was denied. I was denied by every insurance company that operates in the state of Montana. Apparently this was my fault?
So now we have the Affordable Care Act. I pay full price for health insurance, and if I get in a car accident (which might happen) or get cancer (which probably will) I can avoid bankruptcy. I can continue running my business that employs 30 people and not dissolve all of the assets of the thing I have built in order to pay for the luxury of not dying.
And what is the price to you? To the average citizen? Oh, y’know, nothing. No increase in your taxes, and you’re more likely to see your insurance bill go down than you were before the ACA was passed. Fucking Horrible. I’m so sorry that the sustainability of our nation’s economy and the freedom of average citizens to not live in constant fear take precedence over your bullshit ideology.