In which a veteran of cultural studies seminars in the 1990's moves into academic administration and finds himself a married suburban father of two. Foucault, plus lawn care. For private comments, I can be reached at deandad at gmail dot com. The opinions expressed here are my own and not those of my employer.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Why I Don't Grade on a Curve
I actually heard this on the radio this morning:
"Things in France appear to be calming down. There were only 600 car fires last night, down from 1200 the night before."
