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Sounds like data entry of something similarly lame.



My high school English teacher, Mrs. Ross, was so good I tested out of ALL college English requirements. I still love that woman! My dad came to see her, she had been a nurse on Okinawa and had 8mm film of the Okinawans jumping off the cliffs to their deaths. My dad was a Marine there. They had quite a lengthy talk.

I had great high school teachers, Mrs. Ross was older, but a lot of them were younger and had gone through the political and social upheavals of the 60's. They challenged us to think for ourselves, to question, to explore. But they insisted upon correctness, academic rigor. It was wonderful. I kicked ass in college, even after 8 years of being a military sexual and substance abuse tourist.

Coke, I saw elsewhere you have some education. Did teachers of your generation tolerate spelling and grammar errors? Typos? Ever taken a logic course?

After my dad retired, in his 60's, he did a Masters of Humanities at a state college, and took his sweet ass time, too. Drown himself in philosophy and theology. I remember one day a distant relative of my Appalachian step mother came to visit. She was a Pentecostal minister, and my dad began to grill her with theological and philosophical issues. My atheist hippie friend Maggie and I sat there for about an hour and bit our tongues, it was one of the most entertaining things I've ever experienced. At one point she said, "I didn't get to go to seminar." She meant seminary. We laughed at that for years.

This thread kinda reminds me of that day.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy
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