Right after I wrote the previous post, I received my student evaluations for last semester. And they just killed me. One of the questions we ask is “How could this course be improved?”
And one after another, students answered that it was disruptive and inconvenient to have the instructor change twice within the course. Nothing insults me more than complaints about how much what happened to me inconvenienced somebody. I’m shocked by this need people have to see themselves as victims of somebody else’s tragedy. This complete self-immersion borders on the schizophrenic.
I hate it when people constantly feel aggrieved by absolutely everything in the world. These students had no real complaint to make. Not a single one of them mentioned any real instance of how the change of instructor was disruptive to them. But still they felt victimized.
I despise these fake victims because I’m not one of them.
I’m a warrior.

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