I want to apologize for my mistake in singling out a student and any misunderstandings that arose from that. One of my favorite things about working at a liberal arts institution is that the University community has diverse perspectives. All students, faculty, and staff are able to engage in civil discourse with those whose views may be different from their own, and to learn about those views in an academic setting. I value and support these conversations with students, and I know that students value these conversations with their peers as well.
That is the apology from Dr. Avery Tomkins, “Diversity Scholar.”
DONALD TRUMP: I’ve been told by my many sources, good sources – they’re very good sources – that the chicken crossed the road. All the Fake News wants to do is write nasty things about the road, but it’s a really good road. It’s a beautiful road. Everyone knows how beautiful it is.
QUOTE; “Social media giants pulled the video of doctors in lab coats talking about coronavirus research and they hid it from the public.”
IMHO; a darn good presentation, I encourage you to watch it. The video has been posted under a different heading, what I am hoping to illustrate is his observations on this and the reason(s) for the demon-crats and big business and internet giants blocking it thereby influencing the election.
I stood looking down at a pair of new Mary Jane’s, black with yellow linings. My sister and I were to go to Thai school, now that we had moved to town from the village, and we were both to be enrolled in Kindergarten 2. The first thing my mother saw to was our uniforms: crisp, white button-up shirts with our names embroidered in blue on the pockets, blue pleated skirts, and the prescribed footwear. My sister’s shoes, lined up neatly next to mine, were smaller. Of course they were. I was older than she–older and probably wiser than Missy and most kids in the class, since I was seven, and Missy only five.
We’d driven past the campus before, Missy and I noting a playground that we would surely be lucky enough to play on every day. Then school began. And as we lined up, sang songs, learned the alphabet, and went to assemblies, we found out that school was a lot more than shoes and playgrounds and choosing a name for one’s pocket that would be easy to pronounce in Thai. That, having known so far only home education with my mom, there were a lot of things we hadn’t considered. We were about to be schooled in not only the rudiments of Thai, but of life as well.... [Read More]
OK, we have countless things that will spike our anxiety levels, people. We gotta lighten up. Smell the flowers, (through your approved COVID-19 masks only), and hope they don’t smell like antiseptic. Relax, take your shoes off watch a good old movie. Think about when we could go on and not have to be Politically Correct. Ah, yes, those were the days. To help you remember them, here’s something by the Late Great Robin Williams.
Apoligies to any one living the the country portrayed here, it was all in fun…
One day after his 90th birthday, Thomas Sowell joined Peter Robinson for a plague-era virtual episode of Uncommon Knowledge to discuss Dr Sowell’s just-published book, Charter Schools and Their Enemies. Focusing on schools in New York City, the book explores in detail the success of charter schools, sometimes in the same buildings as public schools, and drawing the students from the same ethnic mix, have largely closed the academic achievement gap between minorities and white and Asian students, and why, despite this achievement, politicians are bent on restricting the growth of charter schools if not killing them entirely.
Introductory note: I wrote this homage to a beloved teacher, Miss Carter, some time ago and set it aside. I came across it yesterday and reread it. I found a burning need to reset its context in light of current events. It thus reaches an inflection point and takes a sharp, negative turn, like our failing nation.
It was the era when erasers had to be clapped and blackboards washed. First thing every morning we recited the Lord’s Prayer and read a Psalm. It was the 1955-56 academic year at Alexander Hamilton Junior High School in Elizabeth, New Jersey. I was in 7th grade. We had a class quaintly called “unified studies.” All I remember, though, is that we learned English. Our teacher that year was Miss Carter. She had gray hair and was older than my parents, so she qualified in my book as old – probably mid 50’s. She was what we called an “old maid” and she lived with Miss Neff a fellow maiden teacher. We and the times were sufficiently innocent back then that I do not recall any speculation whatever as to their sexual orientation; in those days there were only two sexes. They were both respected, indeed beloved teachers; strict disciplinarians, to boot.... [Read More]
HARRISBURG, Pa. (WHTM) — State Representative Daryl Metcalfe (R-Butler) and 24 co-sponsors introduced House Resolution 915, Tuesday afternoon, calling for the impeachment of Gov. Tom Wolf.... [Read More]