From bad to worse.
I was just forced to watch an episode of anorexic McBeal in a class. The episode closed with some Michael Bolton clone crooning. I think I’m going to be really ill now.
Leaving the class, a torrential rain started. Thankfully, teaching this morning is still a pleasant memory. Nobody told me there’d be days like these… I wish I could have the three and a half hours I spent reading that novel back this afternoon.
Of course I exaggerate. The highlight of the evenings class was when I hinted at my belief that Socrates was a master manipulator. The professor responded:
If you believe that, then the entire ethical structure of Western philosophy is suspect!
I let it lie, and then after class I had to tell him that I do think that the entire ethical structure of Western philosophy is suspect. He said:
You’re right— it is.
