Discussing Walt Whitman.
FIMC: I like how he recognizes the beauty of everyone.
Teacher: Yes, he did like the beauty of man.
FIMC: It was nice for a guy to express feelings of his respect for fellow men.
Teacher: He certainly did that, in more ways than one.
FIMC: It was nice for a male poet to be so expressive.
Teacher: *Nearly palpable forehead slap* He was gay.
FIMC: Oh… That explains all those men references.

We’re doing Romanticism in IH and most of the last few weeks has been reading poetry.  Not that I’m a philistine, but I think students have the embedded idea that one can’t be wrong about poetry in the same way as interpreting Two Treatises on Government by John Locke.  Anyway, I figure rather than fighting I’d bite my tongue and occupy myself.  A friend asked me how I put up with the fluffy shit to which I responded “Ink ball”.

My IH0052 Instructor conducts classes by primarily asking questions AKA the Socratic Method.  As the Faulknerian Idiot Man Children in our class seemed incapable of answering without simply restating the question and I get rather bored showing my greater breadth of knowledge in all things animal, vegetable and mineral, I I asked him if he planned on doing so the entire semester. to which he responded “what is the Socratic Method?”  I nearly committed my first hate crime.

This post may not seem funny to most people, but if you’ve ever seen me bludgeon Dan DiSalvo, Kenny Moritz, or any one at OSR that uses the Socratic Method you’d know the approximate wattage of the beams of rage coming from my eyes at my teacher’s response could have lit candles at a distance or melted steel.