> > > Man, after my teachers, I'm an expert about making crap up to critique.
>
> Let me tell you a tragic but true story. Way back in my first year at university, we studied an old play in which a very minor character, in a very minor plot point, committed suicide by hanging herself. I kid you not, we spent about six months being forced to listen to our teacher's views on how this was actually a devastating subtle comment on patriarchal oppression, which as far as I know was not even a known concept at the time the play was written.
> Apparently this character really hung herself because she felt denied the expression of her femininity, and therefore expressed her alienation from her own body by *separating herself from the earth*, ie hanging, because woman is the earth mother.
> We also had to put up with this particular lecturer telling all the guys in the class that they were really rapists, and all the girls in the class that they were really gay. We all complained and I now believe that this particular lecturer has *moved on* to another career elsewhere.
> One thing, though, it was a nice easy class to get an A+ in. Just swallow your pride, memorise and copy out the catch phrases ...
>
> Brunnen-"I much prefer science fiction"G

Elmira is cool, we have a third term that is 6 weeks long when the professors can teach weird subjects. I took a class called Science Through Science Fiction Liturature and Cinema. It was great fun. We spent a full class talking about what the T-2000 must have been made out of to beable to do all the stuff it did in the movie. I belive we setteld on nanites but we still had some people who said it would never work. Imagine spending a whole class heatedly arguing how a liquide mettel robot could work.

And then there was the class on inter-species dateing (why would a giant slug want to keep a human woman in a gold bikini?)

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