Protesters stop the few people trying to loot two stores. Friday night in Ferguson, about 1:15-1:35AM.
Ferguson is becoming a showcase of the best and worst of society. As usual, the dividing lines between these two groups are far less clear than those away from the scene make it appear.
4:23 pm • 16 August 2014 • 11,433 notes
So, there’s this from Sherman Alexie. Powerful even when using 140 characters.
10:08 pm • 13 August 2014 • 47,169 notes
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ok. that’s being hella good at math. nasa uses you to double check the computers.
and she’s an african american woman. betcha that’s why you never heard of her.
Something I did not know that’s worth knowing…
7:34 am • 12 August 2014 • 42,728 notes
Oklahoma has had over 150 earthquakes in the past week alone—what’s going on down there? Scientists have a (scary) hypothesis.
Best suggestion - it is on the energy industry to prove it is not fracking.
10:12 pm • 19 February 2014 • 1,224 notes
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And then there’s good ol’ America
This actually makes me so angry. The truth is right here and people see it and brush it aside. We really could make things better. But no, America apparently wants to suck forever.
Comments aside, this graphic points to how US education reform is headed in a seemingly wrong direction, making me question the motivations of the politicians who actual cause educational reform. That’s right, folks, politicians and not teachers decide what happens in the classroom if you didn’t know that already.
6:30 am • 13 February 2014 • 539,981 notes
“Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?
We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.
They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth.”
- George R.R. Martin (via indisposablehero)
This is one of the most beautiful quotes I think I have ever read. I love it, and I will treasure it for my entire life.
What a great description of literature in general.
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10:12 pm • 9 February 2014 • 63,628 notes
The difference between Freedom & Slavery is one thin line.
my jaw literally dropped wow
This is a startling and sobering image.
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7:44 am • 7 February 2014 • 666,825 notes
On Working in a Bike Shop
"What?! When did you start working in a bicycle shop?"
Some of you may be asking this question; others know that this is what I say I would be doing if I weren’t teaching.
Unfortunately, the last week or so of constant bickering amongst Oklahoma’s most influential educators has me more fed up than ever. And I’m aware that I’ve fed a portion of this by “sharing” various posts on my Facebook page; I always hope those posts might lead to some dialogue that will forward a meaningful discussion amongst friends who aren’t educators, but I’m not convinced that they do. This is not a critique of any of my friends, by the way - I’ve discussed these topics with most of you more than enough, so dialogue on Facebook really isn’t necessary.
What’s become frustrating about this debate is its total lack of focus on the students. I’ve spent all Sunday stewing over different articles about the way the adults in the state are behaving, resenting yet another article or post on this issue, yet I’ve thought nothing of grading papers or writing recommendation letters for students. As usual, the students aren’t what make this job aggravating, but the adults who forget that our focus should be on improving their chances for the future, not our positions as politicians, unions, or anything else.
Most of you who know me know that I hate the over-used phrase “we do this for the kids.” I do this because I love English and music and I want to share that passion with others. Students are typically the most receptive audience given my talents. “Do it for the kids” is patronizing and emotional blackmail - of course we do this to better children; yet, so many of the proposed solutions to education aren’t truly student focused. “College and Career Readiness” standards are about making life easier on the business world, making them less responsible for educating employees once they get there. Look, I’m a fan of Common Core, I just don’t understand why we won’t be honest about what it is attempting to accomplish?
I digress. I’m getting to the point that even doing the work that only involves my students is starting to carry the weight of the rest of this debate, making me less excited about sharing my passion with my students. It’s difficult to read negativity about my chosen career - reading that my State Superintendent of Schools has said that I and my colleagues have lost an entire generation of Oklahoma students, for example - and then get excited about not spending time with my family only to supposedly “fail” some more students.
So, what does this have to do with a bike shop? As horrible as the stories of cyclist killed by motorists are, I don’t see local bike shops attacked as having failed much of anybody. I don’t see them categorically blamed for obesity rates, nor do I see them being evaluated based off the riding abilities of their customers. Look, all the men and women that I know who work at bike shops do extra community service off their contract time, too; it’s not about the work load or grading papers. However, when they run a successful community event, they are lauded for reintroducing a healthy lifestyle to people, not for having failed to keep them healthy to begin with.
This significant shift in attitude, particularly in a state focused on trying to become healthier, makes working in a bike shop very attractive right now. I love and have a passion for bicycles as well, though I don’t think I’d see as many customers on a daily basis as I do students. And I dread the thought of not teaching English, though maybe a book club through the local bike shop could feed that part of my soul, too. Regardless, something has to change, or more educators like me may find themselves choosing between the students we want to serve and the adults who make the rules for doing this job so difficult.
9:41 pm • 10 November 2013 • 7 notes