Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
Back from sheepshead. The goddess let up and gave me some good cards tonight, one very good hand in particular. A roll of the dice for Fortuna.
Finished the last ModPo poet today, the last video of Al Filreis and the gang doing close readings. I still have my assignments to write, but I’ll finish those tomorrow. I chose not to get a certificate in the Modern/Post Modern class, but I’ve earned one in ModPo. There are 35,000 people in the class. 35,000. That would be a crowded lecture hall.
The revolutionary impulse of the MOOCs is just beginning to be felt. The university will have to have a rethink in not too many years with this technology working on the disaggregation of education in the same way the net has disaggregated so many things before it. This will work to the benefit of many constituencies: the poor, the geographically isolated, the third phasers, adult learners of all ages, even the traditional college student for whom the cost of four years has become a leaden albatross hung around their neck at graduation, a weight rather than a celebration.
Missing’s fifth revision has begun to open up very exciting possibilities, ones I didn’t see before. I’ve reentered the story with the same enthusiasm I had when I first wrote it.
Four more verses of Ovid done. Greg and I talk tomorrow, the first session where I’ll be using the new technique of staying “in” the Latin. I’m looking forward to gaining more facility with it.