Last night I returned home from work feeling debilitated. My faculty meeting exhausted me, stressed me out, and filled me with useless rage. People don’t want change. Freire was right, there is a sick comfort in oppression, and misery does love company. I don’t want to be necrophilic and be among and around necrophilics. I stand alone in my vote against oppression at that faculty meeting table. Struck by the amount of colleagues hallucinating about change, without being able to define the change they are after. I taught my 3-hour class yesterday complete with my back dripping in sweat. The lesson was ferocious and my students completely tuned in. We all were inspired by the lesson yesterday, and I felt rewarded, but not enough to want to return again next week. After having been teaching for so long, did I really want to continue down this path? People talk about change in the hallway and pump this idea into the mind

Jumping on the bandwagon of others, I have to take my opportunity to do a second post about Jerly (Joe & Shirley). First, thank you to Joe for encouraging me to become part of this community.  Let me tell you something about these two amazing people.

When I walked into the graduate center on my first day, I smelled a nasty competitiveness in the air.  From the first day I was tugged into a confessional/interrogation room.  Who did I know? What did I know? How come? What would I do? What side would I choose to stand on? Who would I befriend? Who was a friend and who was a frenemy?  I saw Joe across a crowded room (enter South Pacific).  The Profs in the department were giving mini-lectures and presentations on their research and what we would need to do in order to get that PhD.

I've been sitting around for a few days thinking about how to introduce myself.  As I've read several of the fellow blogger's pages and entries, I instantly realize it's a welcoming and safe space to be... So thankful for the chance to be part of this amazing opportunity, the first entry has to be just right. 

Maybe I should introduce myself? Note: I am a blogwhore.