Ridding the Planet of the Scourge That Is Breathing and Upright Turkeys

Sometimes I get all ranty on my students. This happens, in particular, when they kvetch about having to take classes “that don’t have anything to do with what I’m going into”–although, were they at the keyboard, that sentiment would read more like “taht dont have any thing to with WHat im goin in to.” Whenever… Continue reading Ridding the Planet of the Scourge That Is Breathing and Upright Turkeys