Archive for October, 2012

the downside of bromance

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/28/fashion/cant-guys-just-learn-to-fight-for-a-friendship.html?ref=fashion

where does hard work come from?

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/27/education/a-grueling-admissions-test-highlights-a-racial-divide.html?hp

my $.02: http://aer.sagepub.com/content/49/4/624.full.pdf+html?ijkey=va5dt.yXe50vA&keytype=ref&siteid=spaer

One (okay, that’d be me) wonders why we just can’t make more high schools…excellent.

chinese american linedancing

Another reason why Michelle Lee is ahead of her time: http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-line-dancers-20121026,0,1616500.story

obama and race

When Ruby Bridges Hall went to see the famous Norman Rockwell portrait of her marching into school, which Mr. Obama had hung just outside the Oval Office, the president opened up a bit. The painting shows a 6-year-old Ms. Hall in an immaculate white dress walking calmly into school, a hurled tomato and a racial slur on the wall behind her.

The president asked Ms. Hall, now 58, how she summoned up such courage at that age and said he sometimes found his daughters staring at the portrait. “I really think they see themselves in this little girl,” he said, according to an interview with Ms. Hall.

“Doing the work we do, it gets really lonely,” Ms. Hall said. “I felt like we understood each other because we belong to the same club.”

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/21/us/politics/for-president-obama-a-complex-calculus-of-race-and-politics.html?pagewanted=1&ref=general&src=me

how shall we live?

If we see someone marching with a sign that says, “We are all doomed,” we would respond, smiling grimly, “Yes, of course we are. The question is not whether we are doomed, but when we are doomed. How long do we have? And how should we live during the Great Tribulation?”

Perhaps an answer also can be found in The Seventh Seal: the scene in which the knight, Antonius Block, finally discovers the purpose of his crusade: He finds something worth saving. “I shall remember this hour of peace … the strawberries, the bowl of milk, your faces in the dusk, Michael asleep, Joseph with his lute. I shall remember our words … and shall bear this memory between my hands as carefully as a bowl of fresh milk. And this will be a sign and a great content.”

How often do such moments occur in the lives of professors?

The pleasant lunch with a trusted colleague, the class that goes so well that we forget the clock, the scholarly essay that writes itself, the daily walks through a lovely campus, and the perpetual renewal of our lives with each season and semester. No career is so miserable that it is not full of such signs that we are on the right path.

http://chronicle.com/article/Its-Your-Duty-to-Be/135014/

the don

A wonderful wonderful trailblazer/human being/collector of maneki-neko cats: Reposted from AAM: http://apiasfrepresent.tumblr.com/post/33365301627

drool

http://www.latimes.com/features/food/la-fo-gold-20121013,0,7735349.story