I would not be so bold as to say I am the best teacher in the world. Nor would I be so self deprecating (yeah, I don’t know what’s going on with this sentence either) to suggest that I’m the worst teacher in the world. I’m probably somewhere right in the middle of the top tier or near the bottom of the “also receiving votes” bunch, depending on the material.
But no matter what, I can read a room. And today’s vibe, in two classes, was “Enough with this semester already.”
Just one more day of putting up with me after this, guys. You can do it.
We watched the highly compelling 30 for 30 documentary, “June 17, 1994.” No one has uploaded a trailer equal to the thing, but this is from Netflix.
It follows a unique day in sports history. The Rangers had won the Stanley Cup and there was a ticker tape parade in New York. Arnold Palmer was wrapping up his legendary PGA career with one last round. The Knicks and Rockets were fighting in the NBA playoffs. The World Cup was opened in the U.S. by President Bill Clinton. Ken Griffey Jr. had a day, and also, there was one other bit of news that evening.
This is the view from the sixth floor, and apparently the sun broke through just in time for the sunset.
O.J. Simpson in Al Cowlings’ white Bronco.
The documentary is different because it is told in original found, and archival footage. There’s no contemporary narration or interviews. It’s just editing selections, juxtaposition, musical score, and those video clips. It’s a nice 51 minute piece, which you can find on ESPN and, as of this writing, Netflix.
In org comm we talked some more about scandal and image repair. They’ll wrap up with image repair on Tuesday. And everyone will be into finals mode.
Even the sunset is sort of over the day, I think. Here’s the view from the sixth floor.
Two more classes to plan, six more course notes to send, and about 108 things to grade.
I counted them up on the drive home, in the pitch black of night.
It was 5:15.
