Beware of the disillusioned colleague, a type of colleague who can become a scourge for a young professional.
This is a post where I expressed my profound disappointment with the political convictions of my students.
I feel really annoyed by a random person who recently wrote that I can’t possibly have anything of value to say about autism because I enjoy Ayn Rand’s novels. So here you go, random person, my post about Ayn Rand.
And this is a very touching (to me) post because I wrote it on the day I got married. This a a post I published two minutes before getting married. Yes, I am a very dedicated blogger.
Preparing to get married involves all kinds of humiliations for a woman. Here and here are two examples.
Right after I published this post, I got an email from Google AdSense informing them that their advertisers found my content to be offensive and they were closing down my account. (And keeping the $132 I had earned with them.) I wonder who the client that complained about me might be. Hmmm. . . Actually, I got several visits from that company to my blog.
I described the culture shock I experienced when perusing our local newspaper. I make really funny jokes when I get angry, so I highly recommend this post. My computer also had a funny Estonian accent at that time, and I decided not to correct it because it’s a nice memory.
This is why Wall Street banksters should be pitied rather than begged for compassion.
Why we need to believe that men are inept. It’s a great post and I’m very proud of it but it didn’t get a single comment when it was published. Maybe somebody would like to rescue it from commentless loneliness today?
I made a fool out of myself in front of a student. I’m still kind of embarrassed about that.
A response to a comment from A Real American Woman. Oh, this was fun.
My students try to figure out what machismo is.
(To be continued. . .)
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