You don’t Have to Go Home but You Can’t Stay Here

Random Thoughts on the last day of 2012:
Engels wrote: “Bourgeois society stands at the crossroads, either transition to socialism or regression into barbarism.” More true now than ever before. 
I will try again next semester, but I am getting so sick of the students I encounter every year who have fallen under the spell of the global warming denial propaganda machine.  I feel like I am wasting time trying to convince Medieval sailors that the world isn’t flat.  Here there be Dragons!
When will we stop indulging in an action film mentality that deludes us into thinking that more guns is the only answer to our gun problem?  Let’s arm teachers, Wal-Mart greeters, bus drivers, dentists, gynecologists, butchers, bakers, candlestick makers.   Every day can be a glorious shoot out choreographed by Quentin Tarantino.  Soundtrack by the Insane Clown Posse.  Based on a novel by Ayn Rand.
If I meet a right-wing economist named Clifford can I call him Fiscal Cliff?  And then punch him in the face?
Zen, baby, Zen.
Things I know will make me happy in 2013:  Lori. My kids. My brother and sisters. My nieces and nephews. Music. Books. Movies. The Daily Show. The Walking Dead (the television show, not the Republican party). Cats. Those times when I get it just right in the classroom. The Celtics (sometimes). Writing (sometimes). Dim Sum. Modern art. Bill Moyers. Bill Simmons. Bill Maher.  Bill W. (Just kidding!). The geese flying over. The sky just before darkness. Summer. Being alive.