Monday, September 27, 2004
Oil y Automatons
Ontology, fua, fua...
Ontology, fua, fua, fua...
[This is the sound of my brain-motor oiled with too much reading.]
Looking one day ahead--all critical pedagogy: Shor on why vocationalism spells r-u-i-n and what he was doing in his classroom in 1979 (hamburgers as objects of inquiry, wedding contracts, so on); Thelin & Bertoncino on the plight of comp-teaching Kroger clerk who was assailed by Dr. Jones, the crank observer; good ole Freire--conscientization.
Looking to next Monday--We're spending another week on Foucault's The
Order of [Words and] Things, too. But we voted on it; I lost. We need
another week to map episteme shifts since the Baroke Breaque
17th c. But I get the project, more or less (fine...perhaps
less), and I feel ready to move on. So I voted 'nay' on continuing with
more ruminations. Others: 'yey.' Democratic. But I don't want to
explain here what it means for Barthes (who sat in the week where a third bout
of Foucault now sits). Dammit! 'Course Barthes will remain in my
project. And, in protest, I'm referring to Foucault's book acronymically
as TOOT for a while.
Have you ever read something you put on the schedule for a class you're teaching, just before you're about to work with it, and think, "What?" Wednesday morning: Mike Davis's c. 4 from City of Quartz: "Fortress L.A." What? fua...fua...
Posted by Derek Mueller at September 27, 2004 10:25 PM to Dry Ogre Chalking