Organizing college around major disciplines is good, but what if instead of subject areas (e.g. English, Math, History, etc.), these disciplines were organized around skills — writing/editing, data collection/analysis, visualization/illustration?
This would let students hone their particular skill(s) across subject areas, rather than being confined to one increasingly narrow area of study.
To reason well, it’s much more important to be in the right context, rather than to be a good reasoner intrinsically…
If you take even an extremely smart, genius-type Newton person, and put them on their own reasoning about something, in many cases it’s not going to work so well.
Whereas the same person or a person of lesser ability, if you put them in a group and you let them discuss and argue with people who disagree with them, they’re going to do just fine.
Inception would have been a good movie if it was half as long (through cutting the hours-long exposition) and explored the increasingly illusory state of reality instead of hypothesizing the literal process of imaginary dream installation.
In my opinion.
An unintended consequence of the Internet’s tendency to magnify-by-concentrating disparate media is the steady neutralization of sarcasm from grating to invisible — the social tic equivalent of a flashing banner ad.
Got cornered by a couple of young, cordial, but totally Jesus’d up guys while meditating at the public lake. When the chattier of the two loboto-Christ’d boys told me he knew what happens when you die, I said, “How do you know? Have you died before?” Alas, this only encouraged him. After I agreed to let them pray for me (though I politely refused to witness the prayer), they relented. Walking around the lake, the sun having set, I fumed silently. Looking up the path, I could see a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses approaching. I almost sneered at them, but they made no moves for me. No sooner had they passed, I found I was being stalked by a squawking, swooping oriole, which I took as an omen from God saying, “Sorry about those zealots; they don’t speak for me.”