My title loses some of the effect because it should be said with a sinister voice. You know, in a drippy, spine-tingling Bela Lugosi sort of way. Unfortunately, sound doesn't transfer well to print. Anyway, the phrase "Happy Easter" occupies a warm spot in my heart for the time in high school friends of mine found a dead, frozen rabbit outside our school. (This was in Utah, so it was entirely plausible that an animal could be found frozen at that time of year.) School was out of session when these boys found the stiff carcass of Peter Cottontail and decided the best thing to do with it would be to hang it by its neck from a tree branch right outside the cafeteria window (which basically made up the entire outside wall of the cafeteria) and stick a note proclaiming "Happy Easter" on its underside. So that was that. What made it especially funny is that the next day was an in-service day for the teachers and the first teacher into the cafeteria that morning apparently saw the rabbit hanging outside the window and screamed bloody murder from the shock of it. How we found out about it, I don't know, but it makes for a good story whether or not it actually happened.
Since tomorrow is Good Friday, the university is closed and thank the lord for it because I am officially plagued by a bad attitude when it comes to work. I find I am really developing a strong dislike for academics. Not the people, themselves, but what they seem to stand for, which is basically intellectual elitism and snobbery. It's interesting the authority we give these people as a culture when, in reality, there's nothing especially objective of unbiased about them. You might not realize this, but the modern American university system is probably one of the most closed-minded microcosms in our country. People aren't really interested in new ideas, they just want everyone to agree with their own line of thinking so they can validate their own posturing. Fresh thinking is not really acceptable. I have a bad attitude because I listen to the jibberish and I want to tell them they are all full of crap and that they don't really represent anything and that they don't really do anything worthwhile. Man, this is getting to be a bummer of a post, so I'm signing off for the day.
March 24, 2005
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