It's odd to listen to old favorite songs and realize that they're really disturbing. I recently listened to Matthew Sweet's "I've Been Waiting", which was one of my favorite songs when I was a teenager. Now I realize that it's about a man who is waiting until a young girl becomes old enough to consent to sex.
I don't remember reading the syllabus much, either. But the course designs that I encountered was simple--usually to write two papers and take two exams.
I used to frequent a rifle range where the safety rules were lax. One day, the staff were doing some construction on the range and one person was using a bulldozer. The range safety officer asked shooters to temporarily stop shooting while the bulldozer drove across the field of fire. He didn't freeze the range and have all rifles unloaded, racked, and checked--he just asked us to temporarily stop shooting. That's when I decided to find a better range--one where safety is taken seriously.
I'd like to praise movies that just begin--no 5-10 minutes of credits, just the title card and straight into the story. Independence Day is a memorable example.
That's when I decided to find a better range--one where safety is taken seriously.