I don’t think our divergent beliefs should drive a wedge into our friendship.
If you’re not standing for something, you’re falling for something.
A fence is no place to sit.
So another semester when | am supposed to witter on about how and why I write and what I have divined from my lectures and reading.
Today I’ve not written anything but I have been thinking a lot. Mostly it’s been about the piece I dreamed up in 3007’s class and how to ‘peg’ it. I think, to make it relevant is to relate it to the proclaimed policy of making MDX a s much as a virtual uni as possible. The piece could have quotes from the business strategy document and a picture of the LRC rather than the library. I could also contrast that with how I and others feel about learning that way and if I think it will catch on. Do you want to pay £9000 to sit at home in front of your computer?
Looking for an angle on the essay/journal conflict really does crop up. Apart from the stresses of feeling alone in a crowd, the price of stuff, the powerlessness one feels trying to change the rules it seems I am a grumpy old man ranting about it all. Perhaps I should just call it Grumpy London