If during graduate school you lost a TAship at your institution; if you have now tried everyone’s patience here; if you are now being allowed to take certain classes so you can earn a professional qualification in another field; please do not address the professor who is kindly but painedly showing you how to register and directing you to other faculty’s classes as “my dear.”
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1. While writing here is an excellent exercise for my English style and for writing as such, it is bad for my style in Spanish. Therefore some posts may be in languages other than English.
2. Corybantic, rather anarchical and possibly Liangian, this blog is opposed to everything I find mean. It may criticize things you hold dear. It resists authoritarianism and has little truck with received ideas.
3. This blog is a codex you have found. It speaks to one and all. But it also holds secrets and hides its face, for I who now perform the ancient text must adapt its words for modernity. I am a sculpted skull on a stela at Copán.
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2 Comments
November 9, 2009 at 8:51 pm
Hey, I lost a TAship once. Believe me, I did not call anyone, anywhere, “My dear” after that!
November 9, 2009 at 9:43 pm
Oh, dear!