Friday, August 31, 2012

Loverly to see some things, even if...

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Brutal.  I am just hedging back and forth in that pain.  I think a fistfull of aspirin is necessary right off as I wake tonight.  Pain can be good, at a minimum, for a while.  It tenses everything up, good for the autonomic reflexes, and some other stuff.  When it goes too long though, it... becomes quite an annoyance.  I took a shower first thing after waking tonight.  It's only been a few days but I needed a shower as if it has been a week.  I think pain stresses the body into overdrive, which would explain the benefits it procures.  Pain can be like a workout.

Reading the news I saw how Harvard is putting it's foot down (haw-verd).  Way too funny.  Every college, save a junior college I attended and only for that class that I can be sure of, cheating was commonplace.  Instructors "helped" pet students (athletes), people copied homework, helped each other on tests, the rest.  Those of us who would not cheat were at a distinct disadvantage, and in some classes *cough physics cough* that disadvantage was monstrous.  The professor, knowing how rigged it was, merely suggested to us non-cheaters that we study more.  He was lying.  I took my test to a physics grad student who thought I was fibbing.  Oh, he got it...  He finished the test with a 90% correct... after two hours.  It was a one hour test.  And he was a theory student so this stuff shouldn't have... been difficult for him.  This was the basic physics course (calculus based).  It was that way in every class at the University of Iowa to some degree or other.  Oh, but they are going to fix it by... picking out some students who weren't included in the academic pick cheat list?  What a gas.  I suppose it is some sort of face saving move to encourage more giving from alumni...  the only people who might be fooled (self-deluded) by their silly action.  What would it take to eliminate cheating?  Expulsion, from any school level from k-grad.  A contract clause allowing even tenured professors to be fired on the spot if caught helping, selling grades, or such.  Not Going To Happen.  So, if you go to school?  If you want that degree?  Learn who cheats, how, and what it takes to be party to it.  Or prepare to work your tail off, and if you are politically incorrect even that won't help you.  That... is that.

Here is a story that I love to hate.  See, this woman is driving, talking on her cellphone (which I am to take is illegal), gets pulled over, gives out a raft of merde, then gets body slammed not once but twice.  The worst of cops versus the worst of civilians.  In some ways loverly, in some ways all ugly, but my sort of thing.  If I were a hog, that would be the mud I would choose to... pacify my angst... or something.  Having been rearended by a phone-talking driver, I really don't care to a degree.  I see some justice in there.  But the cops really were heavily out of line... IF the story is true.  That is the price of living in a city where no one knows the cops and the cops know no one?  Cities, while the pinnacle of human achievement, show why human achievement is... at best questionable.  All good, all bad, all the time.  Bleh.

Well, on to goofing.

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