done. done, I'm DONE.
Apr. 6th, 2011 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luciazephyrOne: I have a massive headcold. Fever, congestion, bone-weariness, the whole nine yards. I was hoping to have MoC's next chapter done by now, but with illness and school, looks like it'll be delayed. Sorry.
Two: I am so fucking DONE with my religions class. Ready for the next installment in the continuing saga of my asshole privileged teacher?
So two weeks ago, we were covering Judaism in class and in every discussion topic, we're encouraged to share our personal experience and beliefs. So I go into my nominally Jewish childhood, explain out traditions and how it colored my cultural identity. Everyone seems to enjoy it, so I started getting back into the class after feeling very alienated.
Last week was Christianity. Knowing I was playing with sharks, I tentatively questioned a few students assuptions about their Christian faith (I'm the only non-Christian in class). Some scary person was looking forward to the next Great Flood (or whatever God decided to do instead of that, as God promised no reruns on the Flood thing) because we were hurting God's heart and would be made "pure" again. I asked her what would happen in this scenario to a good person who wasn't Christian.
I got an email on the third thanking me for asking my questions to the group. I felt encouraged and thought, hey, maybe I had this teacher wrong the whole time! Now he seems to be okay with my input in discussions. So I kept answering posts to be and posing questions to my fellow students.
On the fifth, I get another email from him saying he won't permit me to bait the other students and promote my own beliefs over them. saywhatnow.
I ask him to explain because, um, there's mixed signals and then there's diametrically opposed signals.
He suggests I drop the class because it doesn't seem to be what I'm looking for.
I just. What? How the. With the. What the. I mean.
So yeah. I'm just so done right now. Fuck this class, fuck my privileged teacher, fuck my classmates for being so incapable of even the smallest amount of self-examination over their beliefs.
To misquote Ani DiFranco, he's gonna put his two cents in 'cause he's a Christian son, but I'm gonna put in three 'cause history owes me one.
Two: I am so fucking DONE with my religions class. Ready for the next installment in the continuing saga of my asshole privileged teacher?
So two weeks ago, we were covering Judaism in class and in every discussion topic, we're encouraged to share our personal experience and beliefs. So I go into my nominally Jewish childhood, explain out traditions and how it colored my cultural identity. Everyone seems to enjoy it, so I started getting back into the class after feeling very alienated.
Last week was Christianity. Knowing I was playing with sharks, I tentatively questioned a few students assuptions about their Christian faith (I'm the only non-Christian in class). Some scary person was looking forward to the next Great Flood (or whatever God decided to do instead of that, as God promised no reruns on the Flood thing) because we were hurting God's heart and would be made "pure" again. I asked her what would happen in this scenario to a good person who wasn't Christian.
I got an email on the third thanking me for asking my questions to the group. I felt encouraged and thought, hey, maybe I had this teacher wrong the whole time! Now he seems to be okay with my input in discussions. So I kept answering posts to be and posing questions to my fellow students.
On the fifth, I get another email from him saying he won't permit me to bait the other students and promote my own beliefs over them. saywhatnow.
I ask him to explain because, um, there's mixed signals and then there's diametrically opposed signals.
He suggests I drop the class because it doesn't seem to be what I'm looking for.
I just. What? How the. With the. What the. I mean.
So yeah. I'm just so done right now. Fuck this class, fuck my privileged teacher, fuck my classmates for being so incapable of even the smallest amount of self-examination over their beliefs.
To misquote Ani DiFranco, he's gonna put his two cents in 'cause he's a Christian son, but I'm gonna put in three 'cause history owes me one.