Evidence 101

EVIDENCE 101...Wherever you go, there you are...







Monday, February 19, 2018

Dead Poets Society Revisited

Whew.

My head hurts.

All I see everywhere are protests and gun control memes. And rants. And soapboxes. I tried to scroll past them and let people have their ways without joining in on the conversation. Instead, I spent the weekend focusing on dead people. Yeah, really not an uplifting topic, but I have two research projects focusing on infant mortality differences in 50 states and defining successes or failures with CDC protocols on reducing SIDS. Beat me now.

And I just am not real happy with my group right now. Our literature review is due next week and I have contributed 3.5 pages and a reference list. iOn top of that, I wrote 4 pages of the paper on top of the lit review. They have not contributed anything---not slicing and dicing on my work, no comments, no additions with their own work...NADA.

Yep. We can see how this project is going to fly. And discussing with another group member on a different project, he told me "Your literature review should be only one page." I'm like, whaaat? It's supposed to be 2-3,000 words according to Purdue APA standards. Not to brag, but yes I am going to brag. I have always gotten 99-100% on my research projects. I may not be a good test taker, but I can write academic fluff quite well because I have mastered the art of bullshit and word razzle dazzle.

In fact, one professor told me I was performing at doctorate level and encouraged me to continue my education. Not so fast, Doc. I am burnt the heck out. Still have another master's program to go. It should be much shorter, but now they tell me no bueno...have to do the entire thing. Stats all over again. I'm like...I already did that shit and paid my penance. Bastards and their rules. In the meantime, I will relish the compliment because that is a big deal when I feel like a dummy in a pool of smarty pants.

I am continuing to read some books in my very little spare time. I long for the days of diving into a book for pleasure and finding it is not Political Analysis or Statistics or anything academic. Oy. Der troubles we haf.


4 comments:

Bob G. said...

Momma Fargo:
---I know. This crap IS ridiculous beyond belief. Funny thing is, you can PREDICT such stuff easily these days.
---Indiana has some troubling stats about infant mortality. I know you've probably noticed that.
---Someone needs to light a fire UNDER your group, if they're not doing anything to contribute.
---Mastered bullshit...could that be MISTRESSED bullshit?
(just sayin'...heh)
---I've found that life experience winds up pushing you past a LOT of folks with those other letters after their names. Your ability to be at a doctorate level doesn't surprise me (the coffee also helps a lot...heh).
---You're the brightest crayon in that box...don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.

You keep on keeping on.

Good post.
Stay safe (and dry) down there, Kiddo.

Mad Jack said...

Bobby the Gee is right. I've been reading you for a long time, and you aren't dumb. You are solidly on the sunny side of the bell curve. You don't see it because you live inside your own head.

A prime example of this is Admiral Hyman G. Rickover, father of the nuclear Navy. Admiral Rickover didn't think he was bright, but in reality he was a certified genius. What he actually believed is that he was surrounded by dumb people, and by his standards he was.

I watched Main Lady write her PhD thesis, and she blew their doors off. They, the exalted dwellers of the ivory tower, truly did not know what to do with her. Her work was better than anything any of them had published. Other shrinks still refer to her thesis, and she gets calls and questions on it.

Keep on keepin' on. Go get your doctorate. I'll come to your graduation, and I won't come empty handed.

And hey-hey big Mama, have I told you lately that you are one good lookin' woman? You are, and no kidding.

Old NFO said...

That sucks, and NOT the first time a university has changed shit in mid-stream... Friend of mine was told one MONTH before 'graduation' that she needed two additional classes, that she'd already taken elsewhere and been approved when she started the program. She took it all the way to the dean (she had kept her original paperwork/program plan from when she started, along with a veiled threat of a suit to get them to back off and give her the masters.

MrGarabaldi said...

Hey Momma Fargo;

You keep plugging away and you need to get a fire lit under that group you are with, I saw the same thing with a group I was with in the early 90's when I was in school, I contributed 90% of the material and it got turned in, I went to the professor of the class and had a talk with him. I told him that this was crap and I did 90% of the work, but the others were too tired from partying. I got a passing grade and they failed. I guess being older and having different priorities than my classmates was a factor.
Keep plugging away, it will be worth it when it is over.