Tuesday, March 3, 2020

Recent Creative work

I have been in a silly mood - probably brought on by concern about my financial situation - and so have made stuff. Don't worry about my finances unless you want to send me some money; I'm okay.

Alright, here goes. I care for a budgie at work. I feed the bird and clean out the cage. I don't believe in fortune telling at all but I still find the idea fun. So I have been asking the bird to make predictions by pooping on labelled pages.

That was a reasonable estimate of how much snow we got.

I was making this question and misheard a coworker say she would like 'frogs' for Valentine's Day. She actually would like hugs. Still, it seems the bird agrees with her about frogs.

There are several days where I don't have a good question ready so I ask things like this.
I work at a Long Term Care Home and one resident turned 100 years old yesterday. I struggled to make a balloon sign saying "100". If you know it is for a noteworthy birthday, you can tell what it says.  I guess this picture is more of a 'this is the state of SurprisesAplenty's ability rather than creativity' image.

I had just worn a hairnet and was next blowing up balloons for the '100' above. I put the two ideas together and made a watcher who would encourage others to work harder. I then placed half a dozen Postit notes with coworkers' names so that each day another one can be watched.
On Quora, someone asked a strange question probably about math education. I responded and included a story. Here is the link and here is the story:

Okay, science fiction time.
I gotta say this story got away from me and went places I am embarrassed about. It didn't need to be as smutty but I had a Men's Adventure and tried to repeat for satire purposes a terrible male author writing females. The story didn't need that and I have toned it down a tiny bit.
“You mean,” the sexy but intellectual Betty Jane asked, “that we have discovered an international conspiracy of math teachers who deliberately teach students to buy lottery tickets and play Bingo?” She absentmindedly smoothed her shirt over her breasts and waited for Dr Mansosmart to reply, admiring once again his physique which didn’t fit with his academic fame.
“Yes, BJ,” he replied in his rumbling, deep voice and pointed at the computer screen with his powerful arm and hand, “They have made this tax upon the stupid a dependable way to fund their schools and the sports with which they distract the students and their parents from realizing how stupid lotteries are.”
They heard a noise outside.
“Quickly,” he said, “They are outside the door. I used the laser to weld the door to the frame but it won’t hold them for long!”
“I love you,” said Betty-Jane, wanting him to know before the end.
“Yes, yes,” he replied, “I love BJ, too. I mean, I love you, BJ, too. Don’t panic. There is a duct we can fit through.”
He opened the duct cover and helped her in, admiring her wiggle. Then he closed the cover and stepped away.
The door opened and security entered the room.
“Where is she Doctor,” a guard asked.
“I took care of her,” Mansosmart said. There was a crash as the ventilation duct, obviously made to hold only air, ripped from the ceiling and crashed to the floor, killing the shapely woman inside.
“What’s this on the desk,” asked the second guard. The smiles of Guard One and Mansosmart faded as they saw the phone transmitting their conversation to Bookface, the social media app.
“Damn,” cried Mansosmart, “A hot piece like her would have thousands, even millions of followers. Now they know.” He thought for a moment, then. “You know, if everyone is listening to this, there are probably fewer people at the casino and bingo hall. I bet it is very easy to win right now.”
And as Mansosmart had predicted, the problem took care of itself as greedy, brain damaged listeners killed themselves in car crashes on their way to buy lottery tickets and play Bingo. He would never know however, as the guards, students of that very school, had shot him to speed their own travel to Everyone’s a Winner Bingo Hall.
The end.
Or is it?

1 comment:

Surprises Aplenty said...

The question I answered with the above story might have been deleted. Here is the question and my answer:

What it would like to be if the true reasons revealed behind the permanent mental retardation of global vast majorities of school students disliking the subject of mathematics were actually with teachers before the innocent school students?

Brian Dean, Educator for 20 twenty years in Canada and Korea.
Answered 1h ago

Name Redacted, you have some interesting questions about math in your profile. Actually, I think they are probably interesting; I don’t have the skill or interest to explore them.

“The permanent mental retardation of global vast majorities of school students disliking the subject of mathematics” is the sort of claim that needs to be defended before the rest of this sentence can be discussed.

That is, if you want a real world answer. If you are preparing a science fiction story with this as the creative premise, fine. Otherwise, there are many points in that chunk of sentence that appear invented and made up.

Here are some ESL problems I have with your question. I must say that I am an ESL instructor and so point these out to suggest improvements only. You are likely a very smart and educated person and I am pointing these out, not mocking you for them:

“What it would like to be…” I think you want “What would it be like if…” or “What would happen if…” or “What if…”

“mental retardation” In my youth, this was a value-free phrase that described a person’s real (as real as science at the time could measure) intellectual ability. However, now it is used only as an insult. If you were insulting people on Quora, you would be kicked off the platform so I know that is not what you were doing. I think you want to say something like, “brain damage” or “apathy toward math”. That latter one is a common complaint about schools so it may fit best. Not advising, only noting.

“…reasons…where actually with teachers….” Teachers are one group so this is one reason only.

“…vast majorities of school students …before the innocent school students?” I think you are saying that students that have teachers come to dislike math and also become mentally retarded. ‘Students before students’ doesn’t work. Let me try, “vast majorities of school students …had bad teachers”.

In short, I think you are asking:

What if [bad] teachers were the true reason revealed behind the permanent mental retardation of global vast majorities of school students disliking the subject of mathematics?

This is a fair question. I know I could teach arithmetic and I did okay in high school math but shouldn’t be teaching it. I would be a bad math teacher. But i had many excellent math teachers - thank you Mr Johnston! - the word ‘teachers’ without a qualifier seems wrong.

At the same time, as I have aged I think my memory has become problematic. This is not ‘mental retardation’ or ‘delayed development’, but a natural part of aging.

story in answer