The Customer-Service-Corporate-Middle-Management-ification of #higherEd makes me unhappy on a regular basis. The craven approval-seeking and weaponization of student sentiment by quasi-competent (or fully incompetent) "leaders" means my work, year by year, has been consumed more and more by dealing with mostly bullshit student complaints with heavy pressure and subtle job threats from my bosses.
But good things still happen. Two students were just in my office getting help on a #statistics project and they have done some great work. They are also genuinely interested in their results. An absolute superstar in my my statistics course is someone who, through past experiences, I misjudged early on: a women's basketball athlete. She works her ass off and it shows. She's doing extremely well, and she's the person whose assignments make me say, "Why can't the rest of the students be more like this?". I have students in Research Methods doing above-and-beyond stuff to not only check the boxes on their research projects but actually find interesting insights. In another class, a student took me up on a half-assed joke comment and is going to perform an interpretive dance version of two or three related psychological concepts.
I'm grateful for
▪ my art studio, in the west corner of my kitchen
▪ #mastodon filtering and lists
▪ my Friday 'Oasis' call with treasured peers
*watching SH2 Remake being played*
"Oh, this is so creepy..."
*playing SH2 Remake myself*
"OH RIGHT I'M A MASSIVE PUSSY WHY AM I PLAYING THIS??? WHY DOES THE RADIO CRACKLE THROUGH THE CONTROLLER?"
#AHHH #SH2remake #thisgameisscary #horrorgames #silenthill2remake #blooberteam