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Welcome once again to the show that ends often, because I could’ve sworn I did one of these some time in 2012. Anyway, it’s time again for a Who I Am And What I Do:
I’m Wolven, also known as Damien, and I write, rant, Twitter, etc, about philosophy, religion, science, technology, magic, the future, books, comics, politics, movies, music, and whatever else crosses my mind. I do that in the following places:
The Breaking Time. My piece on Zombies and other apocalyptic futures in fiction doesn’t show up in that search, for some reason.
Blip.fm and This Is My Jam.
Facebook, but really: no.
BlogSpot, but I’m not really there.
Thus far, I’ve had exactly one Guest Post At Grinding.be, but we’re looking to change/add to that, soon. Also, soon soon soon, you’ll be able to read my paper “The Metaphysical Cyborg” online.
Also, I have My CV Online, with even more links, including one to pre-order the book Futurama and Philosophy, in which I have a chapter, “The Upgrading of Hermes Conrad.”
So that’s the current version of who and where I am. Who and where are you, today?
A student blows up at a teacher, drops the F-bomb. The usual approach at Lincoln – and, safe to say, at most high schools in this country – is automatic suspension. Instead, Sporleder sits the kid down and says quietly: “Wow. Are you OK? This doesn’t sound like you. What’s going on?”
He gets even more specific: “You really looked stressed. On a scale of 1-10, where are you with your anger?” The kid was ready. Ready, man! For an anger blast to his face….”How could you do that?” “What’s wrong with you?”…and for the big boot out of school. But he was NOT ready for kindness.
The armor-plated defenses melt like ice under a blowtorch and the words pour out: “My dad’s an alcoholic. He’s promised me things my whole life and never keeps those promises.” The waterfall of words that go deep into his home life, which is no piece of breeze, end with this sentence: “I shouldn’t have blown up at the teacher.” Whoa.
what a radical idea yo
Bam. Kids “misbehave” for actual, real, valid reasons. And have feelings.
For fuck’s sake, it takes the people in charge so long to figure shit like this out! Good for Lincoln High!
This needs to be the policy EVERYWHERE…