Day 24: I'm it. Grading. Voices in my head.

So, Simbly Bored has tagged me to do a post. I want to, unfortunately, it won't be today. Simply Bored this might put me out of the running for the blog thing, but I'm going to make that post anyway.

In the meanwhile, as I wait to grade three weeks worth of student exercises, there are voices in my head. And since I'm swamped and dead beat (from staying up most of the night - thank you, insomnia), you get to hear them too:
Outer Voice: I'm shedding hair like a boa constrictor.
Inner Voice: A boa constrictor has hair?
Outer Voice: I don't know. But it has skin, no?
Inner Voice: Wait, what?! Your hair is like a boa constrictor's skin?

Q.E.D - I have to sleep now.
I'm going to crawl meself into bed and hope that the sleepiness sticks.
I'll see you with my posts (there are many, I assures you), tomorrow. Yawn!

The lesson is that you pick and choose your battles wisely and understand and communicate your outrage in a cogent, unassailable and proportionate manner.

And while we're on the topic of racism, and commentary about how outrage begets outrage:

It is such a tiny, tiny jump from Stein's faux-satire to this.

Divyendu Sinha, a 49-year-old scientist and professor at the Stevens Institute of Technology, died Monday morning after he and his two sons were attacked while going for a walk in Old Bridge last week. Read On...

The boy, who I inevitably rant to, nodded (before we knew of the Divyendu Sinha story) and sagely added that several of these happen everyday and go unreported. More subtle day-to-day biases get easily brushed off.

Hell yeah, I vote reflection over reaction. I agree with the idea that we need to pick and choose our battles...wisely, even. I'm with you when you assert considered outrage cogent communication. My only conflict (with myself more than anyone else) is with the line, between burshing it off, and doing something about it.