Truly, those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. But it’s hard to see why, in this case. “People don’t like dark, enclosed spaces” is not the kind of insight that should require a trained archivist to ferret out.
You’d think. But that’s why students need old people around on salary.
I’m already well into week 4. At the end of this week we have Family Weekend and Homecoming! Zipping right along!
My European Studies 101 has just pulled out of the Old Testament into the Greeks. We’re reading Hesiod first, then some lyric poets, then Plato’s Symposium. I really do like Hesiod’s Theogony more each time I read it – his origin myths are so – um – human and relational. His definition of deity is, essentially, immortality, but it’s not eternity, because every god has a parent (and sometimes two).
Golden tipped branches on Saturday – early signs of autumn!
Geneva used to have a lithium spring – and the water was bottled and sold all over the place.
The Senate’s secret handbook of procedures revealed!
And “each Senator receives annual paper allowances for blank paper, letterhead paper and envelopes” based on population with a formula of “one and one-third sheets of blank paper per adult constituent.” Thus the Illinois senators each receive 11,605,333 sheets of blank paper; the West Virginia senators receive only 1,874,667.
It’s all hands on deck this year for open houses.
After the story about a rape at HWS was on the front page of a Sunday edition of the New York Times this summer, we lived in anticipation of a global-warming melt of admitted students. But no! The theory out of Admissions is that they were already committed enough to come anyway.
Here’s the problem. Campus visits are down something like 25% so far this year. Usually a very high proportion of those who visit campus eventually apply. What no one knows (because colleges don’t disclose this sort of thing) is whether it’s JUST US or whether other colleges and universities with similar cases are having recruiting trouble. There are something like 75 now with public investigations by the Office of Civil Rights – from Yale, Amherst, Swarthmore, on down. We also wonder why WE got the NYT front page story, when plenty of other campuses are under investigation for more than one complaint – we have only one complaint, horrific though it is.
Whatever the case, I was on campus today giving tours of the art facilities to prospectives and their families.
Click here for a page from the campus website – which is clearly linked from the splash page www.hws.edu – talk about disclosure! The organization is a bit messy – the NYT story is at the bottom.
I’m having that annual “Omigosh, that’s where I left it!” moment. It’s 55 degrees and overcast and I need to run downtown to drop off some dry cleaning and buy some coffee beans. I put on my leather jacket and THERE IT IS! A little box I bought in Rome that I figured I’d left in Rome, since it wasn’t in any of my suitcases.
Not that public anything in Washington DC has much credibility – but this must be read to be believed – child prodigy is a truant. No exceptions.
I don’t think I had seen my brother-in-law without one or more of the children since child number one (and godson) was born. My sister came up here with him and spent a couple of nights, mainly to spend Saturday winerying with some of his old friends (he’s from Syracuse, and B.A. at U of Rochester). It was lots of fun to see them this way!
My MWF class this semester met from 9:05-10:00. Good group! Too many…let’s hope I was scary enough. Then I had to hang around until 5 for Convocation. Honestly, the speeches were more pedestrian than usual. The keynote was mildly inspiring, but he certainly didn’t say anything everyone who reads news doesn’t know about HIV/AIDS.
Remember what an world-class awful president George W. Bush was? American historians and political scientists eagerly published polls that proved he ranks with Millard Fillmore and James Buchanan.
Somehow, I haven’t seen any recent rankings of Obama. Cowards.
There are going to be some very interesting actual histories written of the first decades of the 21st century, but it will take a long while for honesty to set in.
. . . and as per usual, I’m more worried about their parents than about them. The little lambkins will be shell-shocked and ready for a nap by the time I see them at 2:45 p.m. In fact, I always think I might just as productively play soft music and let them snooze for an hour as try to talk to them about their college careers on the first day they arrive.
The First Year Students get here Friday, but classes start a week from today. Syllabus time for almost everyone. Some of the architecture students who are back (I guess folks who are TAs or assistants) were cleaning out last year’s models. Construction was going ahead noisily for the Performing Arts Center on Pulteney – and I’m afraid Pulteney is going to be an awful mess all weekend.
I did a good bit of laundry this afternoon to try to get ahead of the curve!