Tuesday, April 29, 2008

the baby whisperer

A colleague on maternity leave came in to her office today to have lunch with a friend. She brought in her two-month-old baby. He is an active guy, sleeps though the night but does not take naps.

Then I came along.

I took the little guy into my office with the excuse that I wanted to let them have lunch in peace. Actually, I just wanted to hold the baby.

Within a couple of minutes he was out -- sleeping like, well, like a baby.

Now I am known around Hepburn Hall as the baby whisperer.

I'm a professional with thirty years of experience. Not with babies but with teaching economics. Putting people to sleep is not a problem.


Be blessed.
RB

Thursday, April 24, 2008

it's getting to be that time of the semester

I had kicked my caffeine addiction, staying relatively clean by making sure I did not have coffee two days in a row. However, with the end-of-the-semester work-related stresses, I have gone back to the pleasures of self-medicating by coffee. (I think I am a binge drinker -- at least it has no calories.) I'll get clean again after commencement. In the meantime I must indulge my habit to avoid the withdrawal headaches. (Not even close to that being a danger so far!)

Final exam time is coming up and a friend sent me these examples of how not to pass an exam (click on image to enlarge):











Saturday, April 19, 2008

sunshine helps grades grow

Thursday was a beautiful day. Since I was giving a test the next day in one of my courses, I had to hang around the office that afternoon in case anyone had questions. Rather than stay inside, I went outside to the natural light and warmth of the sun, sat in an Adirondack chair, and graded test essays from another class. Of course, I did leave a sign on my office door with directions to my new location.

I actually get more work done when I’m outside, especially if my tasks include doing things I don’t really want to do -- like grading. In my office I can always find some diversions with which to fritter my time away, like checking email or finding other less urgent but less unpleasant work to do.

Outside, I have only one task to accomplish: grading. The only diversions are watching students throwing frisbees or girls sunning themselves. It is hard to explain just how pleasant it is being in the warm sun surrounded by the relaxed college environment. Maybe this atmosphere brings back feelings from my own youth?

I have also been known to fall asleep in an Adirondack chair. So maybe I lose ten or fifteen minutes napping? So what if I lose a few minutes watching the students? Watching a frisbee being thrown or watching someone laying on a blanket reading a book may divert attention for a couple of minutes as I drink in the atmosphere, but it gets old pretty fast. The time lost to diversions outside is only a fraction of the time I would lose inside.

The sun, the warmth, the atmosphere actually discipline me to keep my butt in the chair and grade. I need discipline.

A colleague came up to me outside to tease me about not working. I asked him, “Don’t you ever grade tests?” He replied, “Yes, but I do it in a dark room, with only a single light bulb burning, so I can be unhappy and mean while I grade.”

I laughed and then I thought about what he said. I certainly felt the opposite of unhappy and mean. I then realized that my grades that afternoon were probably higher by a half point on a four-point scale. There were D essays that I was giving C minuses. B-minus essays were getting B pluses. There were too many undeserved A's.

The essays were already getting an extra half-point boost due to my “late penalty.” I had taken so long getting these tests back that I told the students that I was imposing a late penalty on myself. I up the grade after I give it a score. I think this is only fair since I take away points if students are late.

What to do? I was already halfway through my pile of exams. I couldn’t toughen my grading standards without having to regrade the tests I had finished.

Raise standards and regrade? That might be the reasonable thing to do. That might be the professional thing to do.

Nah . . . it would be, in fact, an extremely unreasonable and unprofessional thing to do on such a lovely afternoon. It would defy logic. Sunshine and warmth are good. Sunshine and warmth naturally make things grow. Therefore, it is only natural that grades should grow in sunshine and warmth. This is good. This is natural. Natural is good. Therefore, toughening standards and regrading would be unnatural and bad.

On Monday, my class of juniors and seniors will be pleasantly surprised at how well they did on their exams.

Sometimes you just have to do the right thing.

Be blessed!
RB

Monday, April 14, 2008

got guns?

For a photo essay on a Middle Eastern arms bazaar, please click HERE.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

every breath bernanke takes

Two years ago there was much speculation as to who would replace Alan Greenspan as Chair of the the Federal Reserve System (the Fed) and thus become the most important economic policy maker in the world. The press had as a leading candidate Glenn Hubbard, former chair of the President's Council of Economic Advisors and current dean of Columbia's Business School (a.k.a., CBS), even though his field of specialization is not macroeconomics.

Bush ended up appointing instead Ben Bernanke, who I think is much better qualified.

The following music video spoof was made for the 2006 Columbia Business School's April Follies. Here an MBA student is supposed to represent Hubbard and CBS refers to the school, not the network.

Note: BPS refers to basis points. There are 100 basis points in one percentage point. That is, if an interest rate goes up one percentage point then it has gone up 100 BPS.

Warning: You might have to be an economist to enjoy this.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

what created the subprime mess

This was broadcast in the U.K. last year, long before Bear Stearns imploded. I love British satire and the video does a pretty good job of explaining the subprime crisis.

VIDEO WAS REMOVED FROM SITES BELOW.

TO SEE IT CLICK HERE.

[If the video below does not play, try HERE.]

Sunday, March 30, 2008

remembering friday, living sunday

On Easter Sunday we visited a large church out west. They had contemporary Christian worship but besides the I-love-you-Jesus songs, all the songs referred to the Cross. None referred to the Resurrection or to its victory. The sermon was excellent. It was an excellent Good Friday sermon. They had scenes from The Passion of Christ interspersed on a large screen behind the pastor that made one really appreciate the Cross.

Except for a passing reference to the Resurrection as a foreshadowing of the future resurrection of the dead, there was nothing to indicate that it was Easter.

During worship I thought to myself that these people are so focused on the Cross that they don’t appreciate the Resurrection. I doubt there was any coordination between the worship leader and the pastor, but I thought the same thing about the pastor during the sermon. Now, I don’t think I fully appreciate the significance of the Resurrection myself, but I sensed something was really missing in this service.

The church is Baptist in theology and by association. Like many modern NT churches they are so focused on the sacrifice that they neglect the victory. But in the early church, the Resurrection was the focus of preaching. The Resurrection was emphasized in writings. After all, there is a reason we have church on Sunday mornings and not on Fridays.

Many American evangelicals are so focused on salvation and the price paid on the cross that they forget half the Gospel. Jesus died but he is not dead. Concentrating on the death is no way to find the life.

It is good to remember Good Friday, but the most important day for Christians to live is Easter.

I knew that I had to do something to bring Easter into remembrance. I had to remind myself that HE IS RISEN! That because Jesus is risen, He is with me and will never forsake me. Because HE IS RISEN, He sits at the right hand of God and I am seated with Him in heavenly places. Because HE IS RISEN, I have been given the strength to even be able to stand before an all powerful Creator to worship him. It is the power of God that raised Jesus up the dead that gives me new life. He is alive. The Cross is empty. The tomb is empty. Jesus is alive!

If I didn’t remember those things then I would miss Easter. Easter is too important to miss.

It worked. God met me and I felt the presence of God in that meeting. I felt the joy of the Lord during the sermon despite the large screen behind the pastor with the image of a bloody, suffering Jesus. At the end of the sermon I could stand and worship God with pleasure and gratitude. There were only a few of us who could do that in a congregation of several hundred.

I left that church elated.

The rest of the congregation left church as if they were leaving a funeral. There were a few smiles of greeting, but you’d see the same thing after a funeral. I heard no one say “He is risen!” I was surprised by how much I wanted to say it. In fact, I was bursting to say it. However such a comment seemed so inappropriate in that place. I felt elated but I also felt very isolated. They just didn’t get Easter.

After church someone didn’t want me to have a cup of coffee, maintaining that I had had enough caffeine. While I had a can of Cherry Coke a few hours earlier, that does have enough stuff to really impact me. I couldn’t understand why the fuss over coffee. Later my quick-as-thunder mind realized that a little bit of caffeine, whose very minor effect had long since worn off, explained why I was happy and this person was not.

It was easier for some to believe in the power of Coca-Cola than in the power of God that raised Jesus from the grave.

Some not only don't get Easter, they don't know that they don't get Easter.


Be blessed for He is Risen.
RB

Friday, March 28, 2008

gazelle intensity

Dave Ramsey talks about having gazelle intensity to get out of debt. Check out this video:



Intensity isn't enough. You need a plan.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

christians, crunchies, cowboys

I haven't posted in four weeks. I was sick, then I had to catch up on work, then left two weeks ago to spend spring break in Colorado Springs, and did not get back until Monday night. I'm still catching up on work. I know, excuses, excuses, excuses.

Some of our activities have been discussed already by her. We got to spend Holy Week with our LT and his wonderful wife in their lovely home. Our little Hoya also was with us from Tuesday on. However we did find ourselves missing our other two sons, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter.

We stopped by the office of a certain publicist for a publisher of Christian books and walked away with a two-foot high stack of new books. (Less than an inch of which was selected by yours truly.)

We visited trendy restaurants, the Denver Art Museum, Focus on the Family, an art pottery kiln, World Prayer Center; attended a Seder on Good Friday and church on Palm Sunday and Easter (more on that another time); got the inside story on Iraq and generally just hung out.

The weather was all over the place. Snow (four inches alone on Easter morning) and sunny warm days -- sometimes all within a few hours.

The Springs is a lovely but interesting (i.e., strange) place with the major people groups being Christians, crunchies, cowboys, or some combination thereof.

Cheyenne Mountain, Pike's Peak, and the Front Range of the Rockies provided not too shabby a view from our LT's deck.

Be blessed!
RB