Tim Jahraus needs to be [censored] in the [censored] with a [censored], hard

I know this struggle well. Good teaching involves getting the students actively involved and asking questions and thinking about the material, and it’s hard work sometimes to wake them up. For example, my last lecture in our introductory biology course is always about bioethics, where I bring up a lot of controversial topics: eugenics, abortion, animal rights, etc., and rather than just lecturing at them to let them know what the right answers are, I expect them to express their opinions…and sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t. In two sections this semester with the identical lecture part and the same questions, one responded well and the other sat and stared at me. Tough room. Both sections are doing equally well on the exams, so I can’t blame it on the stupid kids in the one section, because they aren’t. Maybe it was the time of day (hey, astrology works!).

Daniel Petersen at the University of Hawaii at Hilo has his own successful strategies for provoking students: blunt speech, challenging the students, vigorous, even aggressive confrontation. He also occasionally uses profanity. I tend to be a more laid-back instructor and almost never swear in the classroom, but if it would have jarred students into talking in that one section this semester, I would have enthusiastically tried it. That’s our job, to shake up brains and get them perking along. And if it makes students annoyed or want to fight with us, all the better.

Administrators at the University of Hawaii at Hilo have a different idea, apparently. They pressured Petersen to be less provocative, and in response, he’s taken the principled path and quit. Cheers for Petersen, razzes for the gutless university.

What started it all was that one student complained, and that student told on Professor Petersen to her daddy, and daddy wrote a letter to the university. Her daddy, Timothy Jahraus, really needs to grow up. Here’s what the snotty little prig wrote.

Instructors, people in an authority position, with influence and power over their students, have no right to use profanity in the classroom. It demonstrates a paucity of verbal ability and total lack of respect for the students he instructs. This instructor’s action is an abuse of the authority position he holds and a betrayal of whatever confidence the students may have had in his ability to deal fairly with them.

Our institutions of higher learning need to take the high ground intellectually and in general deportment rather than devolving to the lowest vernacular.

Would you believe that university officials actually took this pompous blowhard’s supercilious whining seriously, and told Petersen to stop all swearing in class, threatened him with suspension, and basically told to change his teaching style to be less provocative? Of course you would, because whenever administrators choose to meddle in the practice of teaching, they tend to be idiots.

I would answer Daddy Jahraus this way.

  • College instructors do have a right to use whatever language is effective in the classroom, and you’re making up restrictions, you lying wanker. There is a good argument that using demeaning racial epithets, for instance, would make one a less effective teacher, but that isn’t the case here: this is a philosophy professor who is getting chewed out by a sanctimonous bluenose for using the phrase, “Shit happens.”

  • Use of profanity well enriches one’s vocabulary; the only exhibit of a paucity of verbal ability here is demonstrated by a certain slimy jackanapes who wants to impose arbitrary restrictions on language. Go read some fackin’ Shakespeare or goddamned Twain, and as the Holy Bible in II Kings instructs, go “eat [your] own dung and drink [your] own piss.”

  • It is no abuse of authority for an instructor to use every day language with his students, including words that they use routinely. I have no idea what trust is being abused or what confidence is being exposed by saying “goddamn” — and Timmy doesn’t explain it, either. He’s just being a pushy and arrogant ass.

  • When you examine the fucking content of a course rather than fussing like a scandalize virgin over the vigor of the language, then maybe you can talk about an intellectual high ground. But deportment? What is this, grade school where the kiddies are supposed to get evaluated on their manners? Or a place where adults are expected to engage the world of ideas and express themselves fully?

  • Fuck off, you presumptuous puritan. It seems your daughter wasn’t even registered for the class.

It does not surprise me that there are thin-skinned whiners like little Timmy Jahraus in the world. I am, however, appalled that the university administration is pandering to them, and that an instructor like Petersen seems to be getting no support from his fellow faculty (OK, often that is unsurprising—adjuncts frequently get treated like worms by the tenured and tenure-track faculty. But it isn’t right.)

Huzzah! The end is in sight!

It’s the last day of finals week here at UMM, and lucky me, I have two exams scheduled back-to-back today…so I’m about to go into the classroom and proctor away (the most boring task in all of teaching), and I don’t emerge again until at least 3:30. But then the semester is done!

Except for the grading.

The awful, horrible, daunting stacks of papers that must all be graded before I can live again.

If you don’t see me again, it means the grues got me.

Episode CXXXXIV: He had it coming

Don’t say I never do you any favors, acolytes of the endless thread. I’m about to spare you the need to see the latest cheap, unimaginative Hollywood dreck to hit the theaters by showing you the ending of the new Yogi Bear movie. Bring the kids around, tell ’em to see what the new kiddie movie is all about, and watch their little faces fall and the tears flow and the screaming begin.

Of course, if they get really excited and demand to go see it right now, you’ll also know that you need to book a psychiatrist, stat.

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How astrology works

You’ve been wondering about that, too, haven’t you? Prepare to be disappointed again, because the source of this bit of egregious misinformation is none other than that raving nutcase, Mike Adams of NaturalNews. He claims that astrology has a scientific basis:

Skeptics must be further bewildered by the new research published in Nature Neuroscience and conducted at Vanderbilt University which unintentionally provides scientific support for the fundamental principle of astrology — namely, that the position of the planets at your time of birth influences your personality.

Hey, Vanderbilt is a good and respectable university. I wonder how they studied the effects of planets on personality. Short answer: they didn’t. And Mike Adams explains it himself.

This study, conducted on mice, showed that mice born in the winter showed a “consistent slowing” of their daytime activity. They were also more susceptible to symptoms that we might call “Seasonal Affective Disorder.”

That’s old news. We’ve known about seasonal rhythms in physiology for a long, long time, and it’s completely unsurprising. It’s also unsurprising that Mike Adams somehow thinks seasons are correlated with the positions of any of the planets other than Earth itself. Because he’s a moron.

Hey, Mike. Think. This is a study from Vanderbilt that shows that known seasonal phenomena, day length, dietary changes (oh, that should get him excited), even temperature can affect one’s metabolism, and that maternal metabolism during pregnancy can have enduring effects on children. This is not the same as saying that the position of Jupiter in the sky or where Pisces is on the horizon can have any effect on your personality.

Oh, but this is Mike Adams, the kook who starts off talking about astrology and then goes into a rant about how cold fusion really works. Thinking isn’t what he does.

How homeopathy works

You’ve been wondering, haven’t you. Good theories involve both substantiating evidence for a phenomenon and an explanation of the mechanism, and homeopathy has had neither: no evidence that it works (and plenty that it doesn’t), and no rational explanation for how it works, unless you count gibberish like “memory of water”. Now that has all changed. The way homeopathy works is nanotechnology.

Homeopathic pills containing naturally occurring metals such as gold, copper and iron retain their potency even when diluted to a nanometre or one-billionth of a metre, states the IIT-Bombay research published in the latest issue of ‘Homeopathy’, a peer-reviewed journal from reputed medical publishing firm Elsevier.

IIT-B’s chemical engineering department bought homeopathic pills from neighbourhood shops, prepared highly diluted solutions and checked these under powerful electron microscopes to find nanoparticles of the original metal.

”Certain highly diluted homeopathic remedies made from metals still contain measurable amounts of the starting material, even at extreme dilutions of 1 part in 10 raised to 400 parts (200C),” said Dr Jayesh Bellare from the scientific team.

Ah, the “reputed” publisher, Elsevier. They don’t say what their reputation is, but I will: they are a reputably venal organization that gouges libraries and buys up journals without concern for quality. If you want one symbol for all that is wrong with science publishing today, you can’t go wrong picking Elsevier.

Anyway, the explanation isn’t an explanation. It simply says that no matter how much you dilute a substance in principle, it’s still going to contain trace contaminants. I’d like to know if they examined the water they used to dilute their “remedy”; odds are good that it contains low concentrations of miscellaneous stuff. Also, doesn’t this mean it wasn’t actually homeopathic, but simply contained a dilute quantity of an active agent? This doesn’t explain how potency would be increased by dilution at all.

Finally, “quantum” is not the only potent word that fails to magically make a quack explanation scientific. Add “nanotechnology” to the list.

Oh, wait, not before I bring my new snake oil to market, the one that contains “quantum nanotechnology”! I’m going to make a fortune!

I suppose this is a kind of poll

The City Church of San Diego has a website with a fill-in-the-blank statement you’re supposed to complete, and they’re actually displaying the results, after they’ve been approved…and it looks like they’ve been reasonably liberal in their approvals. Help ’em out. Tell them what JESUS IS ______.

I said, “a myth”, but I also saw “a Jewish zombie” and “Placebo” and “very upset that you called him gay” appearing on the page.

Who will be eaten first?

A reader from Austria sent in a photo of a very special nativity scene. None of it is on my diet, but I thought maybe a few readers would appreciate it, and maybe even be inspired to recreate it in their holiday celebrations.

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Is this another salvo in the War on Christmas? Or does reverence for bacon mean it’s actually acceptable?


Oh, no! It’s a trend!

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