Wednesday, July 30, 2008
7:54 pm
Daniel J. Summers
This first video, via Little Green Footballs, is funny. Really, really funny. Those of you (like me) who have been using computers forever will really enjoy it. Slight language warning (PG-style) in effect.
The second is a video rendition of something I read late last week called “He Ventured Forth to Bring Light to the World” by Gerard Brown of The Times of London. (Hat tip to Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler - Language warning on that link)
Tony Snow, former White House press secretary and host of Fox News Sunday, passed away over the weekend, after a battle with cancer. I enjoyed watching him, and sensed that he was a great guy - but, when all you know of someone is what's on TV, you don't really know. Judging from the remarks below, from those who knew him and worked with him, he was.
Michelle Malkin has the announcement, the White House's release, and an article that Tony wrote for Christianity Today. Others who have shared their memories and recollections of Tony include Susan Estrich, Juan Williams, Ellen Ratner, Cal Thomas, and Mike Gallagher (whose wife Denise succumbed to cancer two weeks ago, and had been communicating with Tony). I'm sure there will be many more tributes and memories shared as the two-days-behind syndicated column cycle passes.
Scott Kalitta was a Top Fuel and NHRA champion. Today, during a qualifying run, his car exploded and lost control, then exploded further when it struck the end of the drag strip. I was associated with that family (and their other business) a few years ago, and while I never met any of them, I heard from their employees and acquaintances that they were good people and good employers. ESPN has a limited report now; I'm sure they'll have more information as soon as they can pull it together.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
11:50 am
Daniel J. Summers
Via Neal Boortz (4th item - archive page will work tomorrow), there is a perfect example on why I write about economic theory and policy. The question to the man on the street was “Should Congress continue to fund National Public Radio?” (NPR, for those of you in Rio Linda.) The response from one person, that was selected and printed…
Congress should continue paying for it because if they don't, the taxpayers will end up paying for it.
I so wish that was a joke, but it's not. This person is merely indicative of a large segment of our society that does not realize that Congress has no money to spend but the taxpayer's money.
There's something about liberals. Sure, they believe pretty much the opposite of everything I do, but the way they go about things really puzzles me, especially the public ones that get a lot of press. Morgan K. Freeberg over at House of Eratosthenes has once again proved why he was one of the first ever “Daily Reads” I put out here. He's the sort of person who, once an idea takes hold, will noodle it out until he gets it. Today, he's analyzed the phenomenon where something we can do is declared impossible (ex. win in Iraq), while something we can't do is declared as their goal (ex. eliminate poverty - see Matthew 26:11; the poor aren't going anywhere).
I'd been trying to come up with a good way to illustrate the projection the liberals show (assuming that their latent feelings are the up-front feelings of their political opposites). In fact, there is a great example in all of the hype surrounding Barack Obama's clinching of the Democrat nomination for President. It's only historic to people who focus on race - and those are the same people telling us that we shouldn't be focusing on race. The most historic thing about Barack Obama's nomination is that he's the first person in history to defeat the Clinton war machine (and, to give him his due, that is a significant accomplishment).
Morgan also covers the over-compensation angle - you know, the stereotypical guy who buys a muscle car to substitute for lack of anatomical size. I forget where I heard it, but there's a saying that “if you have to tell someone you're generous, you probably aren't.” Back to Jesus talking about the poor, He said that our left hand should not know what our right hand is doing. (Matthew 6:2-3)
Go check out his post - he thoroughly dissects and analyzes this phenomenon.
The above is paraphrased from 2 Corinthians 12:9. It's also the title of a song written in 1988 by Steven Curtis Chapman, a young up-and-coming Christian music artist. Over the past twenty years, many Christians have been comforted and encouraged by this song. Now, it's his turn to be comforted. Yesterday, Steven Curtis Chapman's 5-year-old daughter was struck and killed by one of her teenage brothers, who was driving an SUV and didn't see her. From the response posted on his site and his radio interview following it, it sounds like he is handling this very well. However, it's got to be difficult to go through something like this. Let's pray that the Lord will comfort he and his family.
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone;
He'll carry us when we can't carry on.
Raised in His power, the weak become strong;
His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect.
So far, the UN Population Fund (UNFPA) said it had sent 72,800 condoms to survivors struggling to maintain their family planning after the storm hit in early May.
Struggling to maintain their family planning? If they're needing these types of donations, I think they're past the struggling phase.
“Not every single woman is using contraceptives in Myanmar. We're basing this on regular habits,” [UNFPA aid advisor Chaiyos Kunanusont] said.
Couldn't the same be said about pretty much any geographic area larger than a single house?
Of course, which is worse - the fact that the UN is sending them, or the fact that the rulers of Myanmar have allowed that aid to come in, but not the other aid. You know, food, water, that kind of stuff. Sig94 summed it up perfectly.
Are we surprised that these lunkheads in the UN equate access to condoms on the same level as access to food, water and shelter?
Our family had been toying with homeschooling for a while, and our move last year to an area where schools are either abysmal or exorbitantly expensive pushed us over the edge. Up to that point, we were able to send our children to classical Christian schools like Emerald Mountain Christian School and Cornerstone Christian Academy, where they were taught strong academics from a biblical worldview. These schools viewed their education as a ministry and involved parents in their children's education, which enabled them to keep their tuition rates affordable. Not that a school like that doesn't exist here, but we haven't found it, and I imagine if it did, their waiting list would be a mile long.
Exhibit A is something I remember hearing about a while back, and I thought I had blogged about it then. However, I can't find that post, so I guess I didn't. How many of you remember turning in your paper or test, and getting it back looking like the teacher's pen leaked all over it? I got a few of those, and I didn't like it. So, what I did was apply myself to make sure it didn't happen again. I much preferred the number 100 written at the top and circled - that was all the red I wanted to see on a paper or test.
But now, teachers are using purple pens to grade, not because they're all Prince fans, but for the sole reason that red is too harsh. Too harsh? Check this out - the third paragraph in the story.
"I never use red to grade papers because it stands out like, ‘Oh, here's what you did wrong.’ " said Melanie Irvine, a third-grade teacher at Pacific Rim Elementary in Carlsbad. “Purple is a more approachable color.”
Approachable? When I was in school, we had a different kind of approachability. You could approach the teacher's desk and respectfully ask her for help. However, once you turned something in, it got graded, a process by which the teach goes through and marks portions that do not meet the standards. Isn't the point of grading a paper to show what you did wrong? But, I guess esteem is more important that education these days. Don't get me wrong, I don't just not care about kid's feelings, but if a kid's not getting the material, they need to buckle down and work until they do, a process historically inspired by getting a bloodied-up paper back.
Besides, how is that preparing them for setbacks in higher grades? A third-grade report on frogs is a lot easier than an eleventh-grade report on the circulatory system. If they're not made to get it right in third grade, what happens when they're juniors? And jump past school - I have yet to hear of a company giving it employees a “purple slip.” (Of course, who knows what we'll have when this generation gets to be in charge…)
Exhibit B is the genesis for this post. In several school systems across the fruited plain, they now have a minimum score of 50 on their grading scale. Another hand-picked paragraph to illustrate the idiocy of this…
“It's a classic mathematical dilemma: that the students have a six times greater chance of getting an F,” says Douglas Reeves, founder of The Leadership and Learning Center, a Colorado-based educational think tank who has written on the topic. “The statistical tweak of saying the F is now 50 instead of zero is a tiny part of how we can have better grading practices to encourage student performance.”
Six times greater chance of getting an F? When did grades get equated with the spinning of a roulette wheel? And this is just a “statistical tweak”? Incredulous doesn't even begin to express how I feel about this. Isn't the point of testing in school to ensure that the students have absorbed a minimum level of the material they were presented? If there are 100 questions, and you miss 16, you get an 84. If you miss 27, you get a 73. If you miss 62, you get a 38. It's simple math. However, is it? Once this is in there, how long is it until someone says “Well, if the minimum is 50, why don't we just do our percentages based on that?” Then, if you miss 16, you get a 92; if you miss 27, you get an 87; and, if you miss 62, you get a 69. Hey, a D! That's even more esteem-boosting than a 50-point minimum F!
I realize that the 10-point splits for grades has been standard for a while, with an 11-point range for A and a 59-point range for F. However, the school I attended through 9th grade had the following scale:
A - 100-94
B - 93-87
C - 86-80
D - 79-75
F - 74-0
Straight-A's was something I always worked toward, and most of the time, I succeeded. I wasn't the coolest person in school, or the most athletic, and depending on how one measures success, I haven't been the most successful since then. However, in learning how to do what it took to make the grade, I gained an understanding of how to meet the expectations that had been set for me. I'm sure some of that is my personality - to this day, if I get a 98% on a 50-question test, my first thought is “What did I miss?”
Good grades are something that should be earned, not given, and they're worth hard work to get them. That is what teachers should be teaching, instead of worrying about Johnny or Kathy's self-esteem. I remember crying over grades I got that weren't as high as I thought they should have been. That's part of the process - we can't eliminate everything bad about childhood. (Don't even get me wound up about dodge-ball or sports with no scorekeeping…)
It's not generous to give someone a grade they did not earn - it does a disservice to the student, the teacher, and any other teachers that may have that student in the future. Failing a class or a grade doesn't mean you're no good - that's why there are provisions for retaking classes and years. I failed Calculus I the first two times I took it - but on the third try, I got a C. My professor didn't give me the C, I earned the C. If my professor had given me a D on the first class, I would have moved on to Calculus II, and been completely lost. If that trend had continued through graduation, my employer would not have gotten what he thought he was getting.
So, my kids are homeschooled. There are expectations placed on them, and consequences if they don't meet them. And you know what? For the most part, they meet them; if they don't, we work on it until they do. They love it - they tell people they go to the best school ever! :) And, hey, I can't help it if I'm in love with their teacher…
