yoyo52,<br><br>My comment about 3rd or 4th year college students in your Shakespeare class was inappropriate. I have a good deal of respect for the qualifications of today's generation of undergraduates and if anyone was brain dead at the time of the message it was me.<br><br>I too often sink into reverie and relate everything to my own generation which: some evaded, some were students, some were non-students, some dodged, and some vacationed in Vietnam. <br><br>The "non-students" represented a fair portion of the undergraduate population at that time. College was a place to party and have fun, regardless of interests or aptitudes, but most importantly it was a means of evading draft classification "1A," if only temporarily.<br><br>Some, surprisingly, one way or another, made it to their third or four year before flunking out and slipping into the dreaded 1A class ("about to go on vacation") or evasion (dodger) mode. <br><br>If one happened to be a student, these non-students materially helped the grading curve, and they were as likely to major in English and take Shakespeare as major in Physics and study quarks and neutrons. Hence my comment. <br><br>(Glad I could come up with a brief explanation.) :rolleyes:<br><br><br>I am pleased, however, to learn that your students' lungs are getting sufficient oxygen. And, seriously, I do have a good deal of respect for today's students. I quite agree with you regarding their tech hardware. When I visit a campus I frequently see them with their backpacks (wish they'd been invented in the 1960's), although slung over their shoulder instead of the more useful intended position, which contains a laptop; MP3 player in their pocket (they're plugged in naturally); cell phone (sometimes two) on their belt or stuffed in their pocket(s); possibly a pager (now passee and being replaced by a second cell phone); and of course a PDA to schedule everything from their class assignments to parties to their sex lives.<br><br>I believe the entire generation, to agree with your comment, is baking many, many pies, certainly more than mine. All the technology has freed up so much time for them they're buried with activities and have no time.<br><br>Give anyone of today's generation a PDA and I think they could have engineered the Battle of the Gettysburg to end in half the time of the original event. You've noticed no doubt that we don't fight wars the old fashioned way much anymore, the events in Somalia popularized by Hollywood notwithstanding, we just out tech the enemy.<br><br>(With all due respect to those who died on both sides in Somalia.)<br><br>Which brings up the subject that I'll be gone to Europe for a bit with my dautInLaw visiting with my two sons who have a brief respite from recent events. Don't know if I've mentioned but their careers were interrupted due to their inane love of flying aeroplanes. They've each had a pilot's license since age 18 and have each owned a plane since age 21. That wasn't good enough, however, so they joined the Air Force Reserve to fly bigger and faster aeroplanes. <br><br>:rolleyes:
<br><br>They didn't forget that they might have other obligations, they just weren't paying attention.<br><br>ditto
<br><br>Am naturally taking my TiBook along, as is dautInLaw, as we have many things to download to same in their possession and hope to do a bit of email, but likely not many trips to the WWW.<br><br>Cheers<br><br>oh yes.....<br><br>My youngest son, the professor of Music, emailed the following to my dautInLaw several months ago and c.c.'d me so I might as well include something on topic:<br><br><br>That time of year thou mayest in me behold,<br>When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang<br>Upon these boughs which shake against the cold,<br>Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang,<br>In me thou see the twilight of such day<br>As after sunset fadeth in the west;<br>Which by and by black night doth take away,<br>Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.<br>In me thou see the glowing of such fire<br>That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,<br>As the death-bed whereon it must expire,<br>Consumed with that which it was nourished by.<br><br>This thou perceive, which makes they love more strong,<br>To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
<br><br>I assume he wrote this from memory as I believe he's missed a word or two. I added more than a few of the Sonnets
to my own memory bank during my vacation in Vietnam (albeit as a former student, not a former non-student). We therefore have some shared experiences.<br><br>Gotta run as dautInLaw and I have an important date at 7PM local tomorrow. It's been awhile. It's also been one of the major reasons, not explained as I recall, for my being "semi-retired" sinced 911. Other event was rather sad and not the sort of thing which would interest others.<br><br>(Am hopeful that the AirFrance bird will have "access" but agent didn't know. We'll see.....)<br><br>Cheers #2<br><br>PS: Please keep an eye on Uncle Billee for me while I'm gone.
<br><br>[color:blue]128k_Mac</font color=blue><br><br>Men say they know many things; but lo! they have taken wings--The arts and sciences, and a thousand appliances; The wind that blows is all that any body knows.
[color:blue]Henry David Thoreau</font color=blue>