All that is old is new again

I still don't have my computer back from the shop and I still don't have my blog up again. In other news, we've updated to the new and improved google blogger... I'm not sure I like change. I think its bout time I look into a domain for myself.

Anyway L is home, only 55 minutes late... I guess that makes her almost early...

Tah!

86 It

A new custom playlist. Those who were there will understand. Those who weren't will simply be puzzled....

Video Killed the Radio Star, The Buggles
Goodbye 70's, Yaz
Relax, Frankie Goes To Hollywood
Kids in America, Kim Wilde
Brand New Lover, Dead or Alive
I Ran (So Far Away), A Flock of Seagulls
Girls Just Want to Have Fun, Cyndi Lauper
Young Guns (Go For It!), Wham
Too Shy, Kajagoogoo
Let's Go Crazy, Prince and the Revolution
Self Control, Laura Branigan
Hyperactive!, Thomas Dolby
So Alive, Love and Rockets
Father Figure, George Michael
The Ecstasy of Flight (I Love the Night), Chris De Burgh
Hungry Like the Wolf, Duran Duran
The Look of Love (Part I), ABC
Gloria, Laura Branigan
If I Had You Back, The Rubinoos
Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God), Kate Bush
Running with the Night, Lionel Richie
Billie Jean, Michael Jackson
Hazy Shade of Winter, The Bangles
Call Me, Blondie
Love Shack, The B-52's
Living in a Box, Living in a Box
You Spin Me Round (Like A Record), Dead Or Alive
I Did It for Love, Harlequin
4 Ever 2 Gether, ABC
Rebel Yell, Billy Idol
Der Kommissar, After The Fire
Geronimo's Cadillac, Modern Talking
I Drove All Night, Cyndi Lauper
Don't Go, Yaz
Steppin' Out, Joe Jackson
I Got You, Split Enz
Too Much Time on My Hands, Styx
It's My Life, Talk Talk
Sunglasses at Night, Corey Hart
Love Becomes Electric, Strange Advance
Faster than the Speed of Night, Bonnie Tyler
Safety Dance, Men Without Hats
Windpower, Thomas Dolby
Dancing with Myself, Billy Idol
Come On Eileen, Dexy's Midnight Runners
(Nothing But) Flowers, Talking Heads
First We Take Manhattan, Jennifer Warnes
Time (Clock Of The Heart), Culture Club
Like a Prayer, Madonna
I'm Your Baby Tonight, Whitney Houston
You Keep Me Hangin' On, Kim Wilde
Hold On, Ian Thomas
Change Of Heart, Cyndi Lauper
This Is the World Calling, Bob Geldof
If You Leave, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
Here Comes the Rain Again, Eurythmics
He's a Dream, Shandi
Open Your Heart, Madonna
Cruel Summer, Bananarama
Walk Like an Egyptian, The Bangles
Part-Time Lover, Stevie Wonder
What Have I Done to Deserve This?, Pet Shop Boys
Sister Christian, Night Ranger
1999, Prince
Wham Rap!, Wham!
Situation, Yaz
On the Loose, Saga
Dancing with Tears in My Eyes, Ultravox
Controversy, Prince
I'll Tumble 4 Ya, Culture Club
Goody Two Shoes, Adam Ant
Venus, Bananarama
The Glamorous Life, Sheila E.
Stand Back, Stevie Nicks
Maniac, Michael Sembello
This Wheel's on Fire, Siouxsie and the Banshees
Like Flames, Berlin
Run Runaway, Slade
Something About You, Level 42
Obsession, Animotion
Our House, Madness
Road to Nowhere, Talking Heads
Walk of Life, Dire Straits
Twist in My Sobriety, Tanita Tikaram
Sign O' the Times, Prince
Don't You (Forget About Me), Simple Minds

Enjoy! - L

**

Q: What do you do if you're attacked by a troupe of circus performers?
A: Go for the juggler.

Are You a Grizzly Bear?

Perhaps you are a grizzly bear and don't know it! Take this simple quiz to find out.

Are you loud?
Are you hairy?
Are you big?
Are you strong?
Are you scary?
Do you like berries?
Do you like salmon?
Do you sleep a lot in the winter time?
Are you irritable when you first awake?
(females only) Are you protective of your offspring?
Do you roar?

If you have answered yes to all of these questions, you are a grizzly bear.

I am.

Eeks!

Happy New Year!

Hello all!

I hope you had a warm and wonderful holiday season and the new year is finding you optimistic. I'm simply procrastinating right now, so I'll keep this short. This year I resolve to write more often. Writing is a good way to achieve many of my goals.

Meanwhile, here's a thought (agreement error notwithstanding), courtesy of the delightful little book The Five Hole Stories by Dave Bidini.

"... once you've found a goalie's five hole, they're yours forever."

Sigh...

Anon,
L

Mad World

This is the kind of week it's been...

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

— Tears for Fears

See you on the other side!

L

BLAZE

My computer is fried so my website is down so I have no platform for my muse. Thus I present to you...Daily Doggerel The Blogspot Edition

For car(men) wherever you may find them
Toyota, Dodge, Datsun, Ford
A metal machine, a macho overlord,

Insensitive drivers, uncaring, obscene,
Driving us crazy, cursing their genes

Noisy, obnoxious, expensive and careless
Pervasive technology, quintissentialy worthless

Automotive desires are driving our days,
Credit ratings balloon, consuming our pay.

But I want that car, that awesome machine,
Oh and this one as well, and that one I mean,
Off road and on track and highway carousing
With 350 horsepower, I'll do without housing.

I love my cars mercury and subaru,
Such a pity, you know, I can't afford you.

B

From the mouth of Zak

"Hugo A Go Go, leggo my Eggo!"

Open heart

The book you need to read will be there when you need to read it.

L

A modicum of taste, a minimum of time

Hi-ho,

Your intrepid reporter is overwhelmed at the moment. In my place, please accept the following far more talented substitutes...

There is no O or U in "team", either. — source unknown

I went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day but couldn't find any.

If we want our world to be different, our first act needs to be reclaiming time to think. Nothing will change for the better until we do that. — Margaret Wheatley

You can say this for ready-mixes — the next generation isn't going to have any trouble making pies exactly like mother used to make. — Earl Wilson

We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it. — George Bernard Shaw

Never confuse movement with action. — Ernest Hemingway

Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand. — Ezra Pound

A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
— Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts. — Bertrand Russell


Tra-la! Keep passing the open windows...

L

For Leslie

...and anyone else who's slightly stuck in the not so pleasant past...

For Zak

"History is much like an endless waltz. The three beats of war, peace and revolution continue on forever."

And from Chekhov: "Knowledge is of no value unless you put it into practice."

Tra-la!

L

Deadhead sticker on a Sunfire

1) How can it possibly be September 17?

2) Frost warning issued. Sigh. But at least we didn't get snow in Edmonton.

3) Meetings: the practical alternative to work.

Thought for the day: "One repays a teacher badly if one remains only a pupil." — Nietsche

L

How I spent my summer vacation

I welcome your comments! — L


An Inquiry into Curriculum

Sexuality is a vexing question in contemporary Canadian classrooms. Our students are bombarded by sexual messages in their extra-curricular lives: sex sells products of all kinds, drives fashion, underpins the plot of television programs, movies, and novels, creates the punch line of jokes, and provides a fascinating turn in conversation for almost every peer group. The presence of sexuality in the classroom, however, is eminently fraught. We are afraid of pedophiles and sexual predators, be they teachers, volunteers, or strangers, entering the school building. We are forbidden to discuss certain topics, be they same-sex relationships, birth control, abortion, or non-normative behaviours. And we are especially afraid of our students' own sexuality, emerging polymorphously into a galaxy of competing and conflated texts, voices, and selves.

As I write this paper, the CBC is reporting that a former high school drama teacher from British Columbia has been deported from Washington state to answer charges of possession of child pornography. News of a sex offender in a classroom is extremely disturbing and casts a wide suspicion upon all teachers: those who spend time outside of school with students, those who make casual physical contact with students, those who seem unusually friendly with students. But where are the students in all this? Are they merely objects in the grammar of sexuality? Where is their sexuality, and how is it inflected by factors such as gender, sexual orientation, race, religion, ethnicity, and class?


My Destination
I am interested in the way the educational community deals with expressions of sexuality — desire — in the high school classroom. Specifically, I want to understand how — or even whether — we can discuss the embodied desire of young women whose sexuality is revealing itself day by day as it is shaped by both biological and sociological forces. These expressions of emerging sexuality may be directed at other members of a class or other students in the school, at teachers in the school, or at individuals outside the school. In every case, society seeks to control young women's desire (and simultaneously, though to a much lesser extent, young men's desire) through several strands of discourse.

As Michelle Fine observes, the topic of girls' sexuality is taken up in curriculum discussions in several treacherous ways. "Sexuality as violence," a view taken by some feminists, assumes that heterosexuality is inherently violent and destructive to women (169); girls, therefore, must be taught to survive. "Sexuality as victimization," a view taken by other feminists, assumes that all young women are vulnerable to men's sexual aggression (but not necessarily violence) (170); girls, then, must be taught to resist. "Sexuality as individual morality," typically a more conservative view, assumes that all self-respecting and self-controlled women will refuse sex outside of marriage; to have sex outside of marriage is to admit a personal failure (170–71) and thus girls must be taught to overcome. In no case is a young woman's sexuality situated within her subjectivity and agency; rather, her sexuality is situated outside herself, inflicted upon her, and she is seen as ductile, pliable.

Yet anyone who observes young women in the high school classroom must know that their relationship to their individual sexual identities is much more complicated than such reductive discourses would suggest. Although many of us try to de-sex the young women in our classrooms, these girls are resolutely not sexless; indeed, many of them are terrifically aware of — if not always in control of — the power and potential of their sexuality. And why wouldn't they be? They can turn to literally thousands of cultural texts, from classic literature to commercials, that demonstrate the apparently wide-reaching, near-irresistible lure of the female sex. What girl wouldn't want to put on such power?

The de-sexing strategy that many teachers — particularly male teachers — adopt in the classroom is dangerous. Teachers may insist that their students are neuter, neutral, sexless; insist that they themselves are neutered and sexless. As a society we require that teachers see but not look at their students, and we tend to silence suggestions that students may be attracted to their teachers — or worse, that teachers may be attracted to their students. Perhaps this is a socially necessary fantasy, one that allows male and female humans to work together closely and trustingly. Yet the neutering, de-sexing strategy invites complicity with silence. We create the conditions for sexual predation by refusing to acknowledge that we are human, gendered, and embodied. When we don't talk about things that frighten us — such as pedophilia, exploitation, and sexual abuse — we impair the ability of those who are experiencing these things to speak of them: we take away the language to articulate their experience. We mystify these happenings, make them abnormal and alluring; we place them in the shadowy realms of the unconscious, where live our greatest loves and deepest fears.

My project, then, is to find a way to discuss attraction, flirtation, desire, and developing sexuality in the high school classroom, to drag these issues out of the shadowlands and into the light of open, honest discussion. I do not propose to solve the problems of child exploitation through pornography and pedophilia, as these are illegal acts in Canada and no single person has the expertise to address all the complexities of this issue. Rather, I seek to open up a conversation about the presence of sexuality in the classroom — after all, it's always-already with us.

This topic is important to me because every day I observe the distorted and disfigured selves of girls — myself included — who have grown up in Western ideologies. Female sexuality is frightening to so many people, and we can see all around us the forces that would repress, suppress, and oppress this vital aspect of women's selves. It is important to me because several women in my group of friends have had an intimate relationship with a teacher or professor and, while they did not feel at the time it was wrong or bad, have since been made to feel they committed a "dirty," "sinful," "repugnant" act in doing so. And it is important to me because the legacy of silence around sexuality and education causes such unnecessary suffering, such needless confusion and pain. Through this investigation, I seek to begin a conversation about how we can speak about real — and sometimes really messy — human lives.


My Method of Inquiry
This investigation would be best addressed through psychoanalytic method, informed by feminism and critical pedagogy. Post-structuralist feminists have spent a great deal of time thinking about desire and pedagogy at a theoretical level. Ursula A. Kelly's book Schooling Desire: Literacy, Cultural Politics, and Pedagogy, for instance, declares that "the territory of education is the body, and education territorializes the body" (1) and announces that "my concern is with how any utopian inclinations of desire, on any and all cultural sites, might forward emancipatory practices" (2). Jane Gallop's collection Pedagogy: The Question of Impersonation explores similar terrain, as have many other texts. In the last few years, however, theorists have moved away from the entwined questions of sexuality and texuality, as a chill has set in around these topics before we have fully understood the application of theory to the lived realities of bodily experience. We need only look at our media to see how hysteria has beset sexual expression in the classroom.

Psychoanalytic theory argues that we may repress desire but it does not go away; instead, it emerges in other ways. These may be creative forms, such as dance, music, or visual art; these may be destructive forms, such as anger, depression, or violence. Perhaps, then, one of the most productive sites to begin a conversation about sexuality in school would be in the English classroom. If we believe as some post-structuralists do that our sexuality is inscribed in our cultural texts, then the classroom where we learn to decipher such texts seems a likely place to open a discussion. Literary scholars have been working productively with psychoanalytic theory for several decades; Mark Bracher and Jeffrey Berman, for instance, provide two deeply ethical models for students to learn about themselves and others through literature and composition. Openly discussing the way we learn to read our selves and our desires may be one way to approach the larger issues of sexuality.

Psychoanalytic theory is the necessary mode of inquiry for this issue because most people find sexuality, particularly in the context of schooling, so threatening. Thinking of teachers inhabiting sexed, desiring bodies, thinking of students inhabiting sexed, desiring bodies, is extremely irruptive in our society; it threatens our sense of self as whole and stable — and this perception of threat is precisely why this inquiry is so important. Shoshana Felman explains that "Teaching...is not the transmission of ready-made knowledge, it is rather the creation of a new condition of knowledge, the creation of an original learning disposition" (603). She explains further, "Teaching, like analysis, has to deal not so much with lack of knowledge as with resistances to knowledge. ... Ignorance, in other words, is nothing other than a desire to ignore: its nature is less cognitive than performative ... it is not a simple lack of information but the incapacity — or the refusal — to acknowledge one's own implication in the information" (602, italics in source). The silence that descends when one speaks of sex in or around the classroom reveals our resistance to a particular kind of knowledge: a resistance to the knowledge of our selves as sexed, desiring bodies.

In this inquiry, I am not particularly interested in traditional domains such as biology and sex education, although they may be a starting point. These discourse tend to the normative and repressive — exactly the trajectory I seek to avoid. Deborah Britzman comments, "when the topic of sex becomes like a curriculum and stuck to the underaged (and here, I mean the legal categories of children and youth), one can barely separate its objectives and fantasies from the historical bundles of anxieties, dangers, and predatory discourses that seem to render some sex intelligible as other sex is relegated to the unthinkable and the morally reprehensible" (90). When we apply value labels such as "abnormal" and "unspeakable" to human acts, we willfully ignore parts of ourselves we recognize in the Other. Felman explains this process through transference: "In human relationships, sympathies and antipathies usually provoke — and call for — a similar emotional response in the person they are addressed to. Transference on 'the subject presumed to know' — the analyst or the teacher — may provoke a counter-transference on the latter's part. The analytic or pedagogical situation may thus degenerate into an imaginary mirror game of love and hate..." (606–07). To interrupt this dangerous game, we must first be aware of it, acknowledge it. Only then can we begin to comprehend it, to counter it.

Critical pedagogy, however, reminds us that our discovery is not our doom. All human being is human construct; it is not supernaturally imposed from without. Teresa Ebert remarks that "Since it is constructed, it is thus transformable" (810), and thus our deeper understanding of ourselves may help us to achieve a deeper understanding of others. Here my investigation begins to reveal its ethical underpinnings:

To let go of the desire to cure or rescue, to sit with the pain that compels us... to articulate and reflect on what we are feeling and experiencing, to face the terrors that gnaw at us, and to work through the fantasies that structure our thinking, to do these would be to begin to act ethically. (Taubman 31)

It will be risky, yes; it may be frightening, even terrifying, to look at our monsters and admit they are part of ourselves. Yet how can a just and ethical person do otherwise? Peter Taubman observes that "any ideology of hope, conservative or radical, diminishes the irreducible specificity of each situation and imprisons us in overdetermined scripts or fantasies" (27); the same may be said of hope's other, fear. An ideology of fear — silencing — keeps us from dealing with the present, from dealing with what is, and locks us into a repetition of deadly and destructive habits. No teacher consciously seeks to harm her students. With greater understanding of what an enacted pedagogy of desire could mean, our unconscious habits might be addressed by our conscious processes.


My Needs for This Journey
To undertake this project I need to learn much more about feminist revisioning of basic psychoanalytic theory. In my latest course I have been reminded of psychoanalytic inquiry, which I've largely strayed from in my recent emphasis on feminist cultural materialism. Certainly, my critical theory foundations and my inherent suspicion of large institutional structures will help me to examine the field and to identify some of the traps we set for ourselves; but I need a broader understanding of the ways in which labels such as desire, pedagogy, sexuality, and education have been taken up in order to understand how they circulate in contemporary curricular discourses.

One of the important outcomes of working through psychoanalytic method is that the researcher gains insight into herself and her own position and practices as she explores her research questions. This outcome is important for me to keep in mind during the process: I have as much to learn from the inquiry as anyone else. Opening a conversation about such a fraught topic is sure to meet with resistance, but as I noted earlier, such resistance, such terror, is the reason this discussion is so important. Rather than turning away from the tension and conflict a frank and open discussion of sexuality in the classroom is likely to evoke, I must anticipate, acknowledge, and welcome them. I must draw them out, make them part of the discussion itself — and here I lean on the critical tool of praxis. Acknowledging tensions and conflicts does not necessarily mean acting on them, but it does mean reflecting on them and trying to understand them. If I think of these moments of resistance through transference, they become part of the conversation, part of process of learning about myself in others. As Peter Taubman explains in a very different context, "if one were to give up hope [or fear] and the striving for control and cure, a space might open up in which one could more closely hear or sense what was happening in a classroom or in one's teaching or in one's own life. One could live in the problems one saw and by living in them, find ways to live through them, ask oneself how one relates to these problems, find new questions that may well solve old problems" (31). The repressed and repressive discourse of silenced sexuality is certainly one of our society's oldest problems; letting go and opening up are crucial steps to solving this problem.

Our sexuality is a vital part of our human being. It does not turn on when a student graduates from high school; it does not turn off when a teacher walks through the school doors. It is with us as early as we are differentiated male and female; it follows us to our graves. Michelle Fine posits "a genuine discourse of desire" that would "invite adolescents to explore what feels good and bad, desirable and undesirable, grounded in experiences, needs, and limits. Such a discourse would release females from a position of receptivity, enable an analysis of the dialectics of victimization and pleasure, and would pose female adolescents as subjects of sexuality, initiators as well as negotiators" (171). This is the groundwork: acknowledging that our students are also sexual bodies. From this place we all — students, teachers, parents, friends, lovers — may begin to speak together of the "painfully beautiful, impossibly complex" beings we are (Taubman 26).

An Ode to O

Odee Odee Oh.
Odious osprey overtly ogle otters,
Oppulent Orangatans offering odds.
Opiates of orientals offend Ottoman oligarchs,
Ocelots obey overreaching octogenarians
Oedipus...Oh?

(for Carmen whever you might find her)

Esculent

So, Bruce has revealed my purported secret blogging identity. But little does he know my countervailing charm: teaching from life. I'm pretty sure I'm much weirder in person than I've ever managed to be in type.

And if not...

Hi, Carmen!

So we're back from our lovely trip to la belle province. Too much history and culture for me to articulate. We'll make you watch the pictures if you come within 40 feet of us, though. I tried maple syrup. J'ai pratiqué parler francais. And I was drawn as a cat. What more can I say?

In the News

Wood bison have returned to the area around Fort Providence, a community 210 kilometres southwest of Yellowknife. Trouble is, some of them have moved into the hamlet. For much of the summer, seven bull bison have been hanging around, causing damage and generally scaring people with their aggressive behaviour. See the full story here.

Courts have declared the dubious practice of "scrubbing" films a violation of copyright (and in Canada of moral right): See more here.

Humans produce an estimated 60 billion tons of plastic material every year — and much of it is ending up in our oceans, where it is increasingly troubling — see here.

Kansas is one of twelve American states in which sex under a certain age is always presumed illegal, regardless of consent or the age difference between the partners. A new interpretation of Kansas' reporting law, however, makes it the only state requiring that doctors, nurses, counselors, and all other care providers report as abuse any sexual interaction between teens under sixteen. Yes, including that awkward first kiss and full-frontal snogging: see this.


Kibbles and Bits

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once. — Cyril Connolly

Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense, but the past perfect. — Owens Lee Pomeroy

Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out. — Italian proverb

Since I first gained the use of reason my inclination toward learning has been so violent and strong that neither the scoldings of other people ... nor my own reflections ... have been able to stop me from following this natural impulse that God gave me. He alone must know why; and He knows too that I have begged Him to take the light of my understanding, leaving only enough for me to keep His law, for anything else is excessive in a woman, according to some people. And others say it is even harmful. — Juana Ines de la Cruz, 1691, in a reply to the Bishop of Puebla, who had attacked her scholarly work as inappropriate for her sex


Last week I finished reading Gone with the Wind, at last, and watched Andrew Lloyd Webber's Phantom of the Opera. Personally, I was cheering for the Phantom. Then tonight we watched Brokeback Mountain. People walked out of the theatre?!? Really??? Sigh. But Kananaskis looked very climbable. Next week's movie: Lost in Translation.

Yesterday I started yet another grad course, this one on curriculum inquiry. Please remind me, whenever you next see me, to be very very quiet. I tried averting my eyes from the professor, then sitting on my hands, then biting the insides of my cheeks. It was like being in grade two again. It's very hard not to talk in class.

Note to self: Things not to do: call the voicemail of the person whose job you're filling in his absence.

Speaking of work, it's pleasant once again. I'm SO SO SO looking forward to September. In my other other life, I have worked out a tutoring schedule for Zak's English 10-1 program. IF we can stay on schedule (and with my involvement, that's quite a big if), he'll be finished by the Christmas break and will write a final exam in January. Nothing like putting one's non-existent credentials to the test, hmm?

Now reading: A Short History of the Printed Word by Warren Chappell (fascinating!), A Feeling for Books by Janice Radway, The Merchants of Venus: Inside Harlequin and the Empire of Romance by Paul Grescoe, The Outcasts of 19 Schuyler Place by E.L. Konigsburg, and many, many articles on curriculum theory.

And I have papers due on August 25 and 28.

So there.

Must sleep now.

Leslie

And then Carmen said...

During an intimate moment, when I was revealing all Leslie's secrets to our new apprentice-intern-student-work experience writing slave (Carmen in case you haven't guessed) she made the comment that blogs were private.

Uh?

Apparently according to current Carmenological theory, if one finds a blog as a random occurence or are invited by the author (or perhaps just someone who isn't me) then it is fine to peruse the pedantry, otherwise it is a gross invasion of privacy. While I could easily turn this into an examination of our current society's bizarre notions of personal and private or perhaps a critical critique of one women's journey to refute the age-old definition of "under-the-pillow," "back-of-the-drawer," "It's private dammit!" I will refrain... starting now...

Instead I will paraphrase a very wise man (or "person" for you sticklers). It ain't private if more than two people know about; and pretty sure more than two people are on the internet. Either that or the other guy is pretty creative about keeping me fooled.

So... welcome Carmen. I encourage you to read on. I especially enjoy Wednesday, March 24, 2004 or Friday, January 14, 2005. And if Leslie kills me then you won't have to put up with me any more...

Culture moment

This moment brought to you by Langston Hughes:

A Dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore——
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over——
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Now reading: Gone with the Wind (still, sigh); A Feeling for Books by Janice Radway; and Me and the Blondes by Teresa Toten.

A bientot.

July? July!?!

So it seems it's July. How did that happen?

Not much is new here. I've been on vacation for the last week, but I haven't really started to relax yet and actually had to go in to work today (so I get another day off in lieu). The remarkable hot weather has broken and we've had delightful storms on and off for the last 36 hours. Haven't been climbing for weeks! But perhaps that will change next week...

Meanwhile...

If you've been following the spate of plagiarism cases in the US this year, you're probably already aware of the Ann Coulter controversy. If you follow this link, however, you'll get a fuller picture of exactly what Ann Coulter is about. (For an especially rich experience, click on the Quicktime movie box at the right-hand side on the page.) Scary!

I continue to read lots of YA and discipline-specific texts, but one book I especially enjoyed recently is The Story of V: Opening Pandora's Box by Catherine Blackledge. Here is the synopsis from Amazon.UK:

It is the seat of female sexual pleasure, the passage for both the creation and the birth of humankind, and the channel for menstrual blood. Yet we know less about the vagina - its structure and function - than we do about any other organ of the human body. Why? THE STORY OF V explores how female genitalia have been conceived and misconceived over the centuries and today. A new look is long overdue. More than two millennia of misinformation has resulted in a western culture where we hold back from mentioning or showing the vagina; where this organ when seen publically is most commonly viewed as pornographic; and where, of all the organs of the human body, the vagina remains the most clouded in mystery, myth and biased, out-dated beliefs. In the past, medicine has misrepresented female sexual anatomy, reducing its remarkable complexities to the notion of a passive vessel. But, as this book shows, science is at last beginning to reveal the true structure and function of female genitalia, and the dynamic nature of the vagina's role in both sexual pleasure and reproduction. The result is nothing less than a vaginal revolution. With a wide-ranging perspective that takes in prehistoric art, ancient history, linguistics, mythology, evolutinary theory, reproductive biology and medicine, Catherine Blackledge unveils the hidden marvels of the female form.

A fascinating read, although most people I've discussed it with have been rather squeamish about the topic — and the dread colour-plate section. I'd recommend this book highly. It's amazingly readable, with a chatty style, and packed with disarming information. Regrettably, it's difficult to find locally — but I have a copy if you're interested!

I've also been engaged by Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next series: The Eyre Affair, Lost in a Good Book, The Well of Lost Plots, and Something Rotten. If you like literature and speculative fiction, you'll probably love these novels. Fforde's now started a new series about Nursery Crimes. The first book, The Big Over Easy, is sitting on my kitchen counter waiting for me to finish ... wait for it ... Gone with the Wind! The second book, The Fourth Bear, is due out next month. Excellent summer reading, if you don't mind big (silly) books.

Well, the sky is getting dark, so that's enough from me. I'll try to get back here again soon. As always, if you have book recommendations, I'd love to hear them.

Wishing you well,
L

How to catch a breath?

Pre-made, because I simply haven't time to write something original but wanted to remind you that I'm still around. Will try to say more soon.

L

Now listening: James Blunt, Back to Bedlam

**

Then Jesus took his disciples up the mountain and gathering them around Him, He taught them, saying:

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the meek.
Blessed are they who mourn.
Blessed are the merciful.
Blessed are they who thirst for justice.
Blessed are you when persecuted.
Blessed are you when you suffer.
Be glad and rejoice for your reward is great in heaven.

Then Simon Peter said, "Are we supposed to know this?"
And Andrew said, "Do we have to write this down?"
And James said, "Will we have a test on this?"
And Phillip said, "I don't have any paper."
And Bartholomew said, "Do we have to turn this in?"
And John said, "The other disciples didn't have to learn this."
And Matthew said, "May I go to the bathroom?"

Then one of the Pharisees who was present asked to see Jesus' lesson plan and inquired of Jesus, "Where is your anticipatory set and your objectives in the cognitive domain?"

And Jesus wept.

Herr Harper

Journalists, according to Stephen Harper, should demand nothing of him, according to this story. Accountability? Opposing views? Different values? Surely not in this country!

This is the end of Canada as we knew it. And Canadians will likely give the Conservatives a majority government next time, too, to boot. Sigh. Amsterdam is looking better and better all the time...

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Wish me luck on my ASAC tomorrow!