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Friday Morning Ramblings

In racing terms, I’m rounding out of turn four and can see the finish line.  The good news is that the bad weather allowed me to rest a little and kind of shake this cold, although I don’t feel 100%.  The bad news is that the weather has pushed everything to today, so I haven’t gotten to get a jump start  on the grading before the weekend.  With grades due Monday, that means quite a bit of work this weekend and Monday morning.  However, once grades are turned in, I’m taking a break and relaxing a little.  I’m exhausted from this grind and need o recharge my batteries a little before the spring semester starts.

I get the boys the 29th-4th, so that will help reinvigorate me.  Last night, Collin gave me a list of all the things he wants for his birthday, which is in February.  He hasn’t even gotten through Christmas but is already planning for his birthday.  He’s a funny kid.  That’s all for today.  Now, back to the chaos the weather has created this week.

Friday Morning Ramblings

Maybe it’s the English major/instructor in me that still clings to archaic beliefs about language and syntax and organization and coherence, but I swear, a lot of the writing I see on “professional” journalism websites is barely legible.  I’m not talking about Bob’s Big World of Nascar dot com, either.  I’m talking about commercial sites owned by major news outlets.  Sports sites seem to be the worst, but they are not the only.  It’s truly disturbing to me.

I recognize that in this country journalism needs to be written on a fourth or fifth grade level to appeal to a mass audience, but I’m not sure much of what’s out there even reaches a fourth grade level  Here’s an example:

Given how James announced his, ahem, decision, I suppose he had it coming. But let’s be honest: if any Miami professional athlete deserves some heckling, it’s Chad Henne. Or, if you’re a Browns fan, you should be buying that guy dinner after he gifted the Browns a victory last Sunday.

In unrelated news, Erik Spoelstra is now a Browns fan*.

* Fabrication … but wholly believable

This is professional journalism?  It reads more like a drunken text message sent from one frat boy to another.  Does he really get paid money for this crap?  I feel like my efforts to teach English have been wasted since the major sources for news and journalism produce such poorly written articles.  How can my lowly efforts to keep the language alive and somewhat thoughtful compete with such incompetence?

That’s only one example.  I’ve encountered dozens more just like it, and it makes me wonder if it’s just a sign of the times, this ADD culture we’ve created.  Or is it a symptom of something larger and more sinister, like the decline of the republic?  While our education and health systems swirl around the drain, while our politicians engage in endless rounds of deliberation over who should get tax breaks, and while our energy consumption threatens the very existence of our planet, a major news outlet is paying good money for a guy to sit in a sports bar and type that crap on his Droid.  Little thought, little deliberation, vague references to another sports “writer” and a different sporting event, this is what constitutes “journalism” at the end of 2010.  This is exactly why so many of us in education feel as if we have wasted our lives.

Honestly, I can’t wait to get the farm rolling so that I can walk away from the system and never look back.  I’ll write my silly books and maintain my silly blog, and that will be all I do to sustain the language.

Monday Morning Ramblings

Thanks to a little snow in the mountains, Sevier County Schools are closed today, so I get an unexpected break from dual enrollment.  In end-of-the-semester terms, that means I get three extra hours to grade, which is as good of a blessing as I could ask for.  I can’t wait for this semester to be over.  I’m about as tired as a person can be.  Under no circumstances will I ever take another overload course in the same semester that I’m teaching dual enrollment.  It’s simply too much.

Okay, time to find a cup of coffee and dive back in to the pile of essays.  I think I can; I think I can; I think I can.