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Professor Bans Laptops from the Classroom
An anonymous reader writes "USAToday is reporting that students are up in arms over a University of Memphis Professor who has decided to ban laptops from her classroom. Earlier this month Professor Entman sent an email warning to her students to bring paper and pens to take notes and leave the laptops at home. From the article: '"My main concern was they were focusing on trying to transcribe every word that was I saying, rather than thinking and analyzing," Entman said Monday. "The computers interfere with making eye contact. You've got this picket fence between you and the students."'"
To rise up in arms against violations of nonexistant "rights", basking in the warm glow of victomhood.
And all the while submitting sheep-like to many universities' "speech codes" and indoctrination programs which truly do violate their legal rights.
It's okay to insist students only say and think certain things, but you'll have to take away their laptaps from their cold, dead hands.
The funny thing is, the student was right. They do pay your salary. What are you going to do if ALL of your students take that stance? Kick them all to the curb? Methinks not. You're the one who sounds self-centered.
i don't know how many times i saw people a) staring at laptop and not listening b) people playing games during class. It is the professor's class to teach and I wholy approve of her method. I'm sure some student will be suing shortly...
> I don't own a television, so I see this very clearly. Yes, in my humble opinion, almost all who own one are dumber than the actors on television.
I've seen some pretentious fucks in my day, but you out-pretentious-fuck them all, you pretentious fuck. Television hasn't dumbed me down nearly as much in my years of watching it as much as reading your single, smug, whiny, "Look at me! I don't get 'Seinfeld' so I must be superior to you riff-raff!" post did. I'd rather be stuck in an elevator with the dumbest actor on tv than to have to suffer through one of your monologues at a party about how stupid everyone you know is. You do go to parties, right? Or would that put you too close to a television for your frail constitution to survive? Given the choice between "Scrubs" or a half hour spent reading your shitty blog and your idiotic conspiracy theories about secret government weather control chemtrails I'll take Zach Braff any day, you fucking fuck.
Fuck you, fuck the high horse you rode in on, and fuck your mother for not falling down the stairs while you were festering in her poisoned womb.