“It’s so fantastic to have such a supportive spouse that I wonder with astonishment and awe how anyone could be attached to a person who was unsupportive and hostile to your career. Especially when the worker is the sole working individual of the household. Shouldn’t the sole earner be supported?” I know exactly what both scenarios feel like. I was the sole working individual in the household whose career efforts were sabotaged at every opportunity in my first marriage. And now I have the experience of being married to somebody who is 100% supportive of everything I do professionally. Do I need to spell out which scenario is better and healthier?
The remains of my favorite king have been found. Yay! At least, Britain had kings one could feel interested in. The ones we got, however, were all idiots, losers, raving lunatics, mass murderers, with the exception of Boris Godunov who was an usurper. And a child-murderer.
“Just because you finish your Ph.D. doesn’t mean you have to do a national job search, writes Rachel Leventhal-Weiner. Sometimes your best bet is to make a career where you are.” Is she mocking us? Does this condescending. . . person really think that people look for tenure-track jobs on the other side of the continent because they “put down shallow roots”? Yes, that’s why I ended up in Southern Illinois, because there is something wrong with my “roots.” I’m very lucky to have ended up with a dream job but I didn’t come here because I had any choice in the matter.
More horrible barbarity: “A call by a Saudi imam for a full face-veil for baby girls to protect them from sexual abuses is sparking a controversy among Saudi Muslim scholars and social media for tainting the image of Islam.”
And a very funny comment on the preceding horrible barbarity.
Want to know why the governments that try to ban the horrible barbarity are absolutely right? “Naomi Oni, 20, was on her way home from work to her home in Dagenham, East London, on 30 December when an anonymous attacker, wearing a niqab, threw the corrosive liquid at her, leaving her with serious burns on her head, neck, arms, legs and body.” And that’s just one of many reasons.
Weirdness: “Massachusetts Republicans are desperately scrambling to find a strong Senate candidate to replace Scott Brown, with some even trying to persuade Mitt Romney’s wife or son to jump into the race to avert another electoral disaster.” The idea that a politician is interchangeable with his or her relatives is so backwards that it scares me. Why not just bring back monarchy then?
I don’t want the conservative radio hosts to go away because they never fail to entertain: “I’m beginning to get some evidence from certain doctors and certain scientists that have done research on women’s wombs after they’ve gone through the surgery, and they’ve compared the wombs of women who were on the birth control pill to those who were not on the birth control pill. And they have found that with women who are on the birth control pill, there are these little tiny fetuses, these little babies, that are embedded into the womb. They’re just like dead babies. They’re on the inside of the womb.” I think I will never stop laughing.
A textbook case of the consequences of being stuck in the Oedipal stage.
Still excited about the Egyptian “revolution”? It now calls to mutilate women: “Female Advisor to Egyptian President: Girls Not Circumcised “Lacking in Faith”.”
And what do you think about the case of the Applebee’s waitress and her weird customer?
Another really extreme example of helicopter parenting. Where are all these crazies coming from?
A drunk pedophile is not a pedophile! Oh, wait. . . What is this, a week of flourishing barbarity everywhere?
And the post of the week: an adjunct instructor versus the Coach: the battle of Harvard. I haven’t worked for Harvard but at Yale this is exactly how things were. “So, how many did you get this semester?” we, the instructors, asked each other. Everybody knew that the question referred to how many athletes we had in our sections. When the number of athletes reached a critical mass, this meant we were facing a failed semester. When sports trump education, don;t expect anything positive.
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