The resident faculty left an interesting photo outside the mail room this morning. We weren’t talking too loudly, so it must have been a clue. (More)
First our thanks to last week’s writers:
On Monday, you shared your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week and addisnana offered a story of shortsightedness with The Electric Eel and the Sequester in Midday Matinee.
On Tuesday, Winning Progressive returned with Progressivism: Keeping Rat Feces Out of Baby Food in Morning Feature, the Squirrel exercised his thoughts on Biceps and Selfishness in Furthermore!, readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: Not the Final Frontier in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan reported on Severe Storm Prediction in Our Earth.
On Wednesday, Winning Progressive brought us Clarence Darrow: An Attorney For The Damned in Morning Feature, we explored Disasters, Communities, and Race in Furthermore!, and addisnana offered Umbrellagate: A Solution in Midday Matinee.
On the weekend, we concluded our series on speculation with The Tao of Breakfast in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked Anti-Them or Pro-Us? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, Winning Progressive offered Weekend Reading in Furthermore!, and winterbanyan brought out weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.
Note: Please share your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week.
Thus we return to the photo left outside the mail room by the resident faculty, as they made their way from the
wine cellar library where they spent the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”) to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference. This was the photo:
Yes, the Squirrel was tapping away at his Blewberry, but he keeps the keyboard sounds silenced. Pootie the Precious was sleeping peacefully under the poker table, and she doesn’t snore. The rest of the staff were talking, but we surely weren’t loud enough to disturb them in the
wine cellar library.
The photo was obviously their weekly clue, and we asked the Squirrel if he once again eavesdropped outside the
hot tub faculty lounge before he came to the mail room for breakfast. He sat up and put his paws together in surprisingly zen-like way. It was especially surprising as squirrels are not noted for zen-like behavior.
Professor of Astrology Janitor asked.
The Squirrel eyed him briefly and returned to his contemplative pose.
“I think he knows,” your lowly mail room clerk said.
“Of course he knows,” Chef agreed. “He’s play-acting the clue, which is obviously a reference to Susan Cain’s book Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking.”
The Squirrel glared at her and tapped on his Blewberry. “How did you know?”
Chef smiled. “You’re not the only listener on campus.”
From the Kirkus review:
Extroverts have their place, but things can quickly go haywire when we start confusing assertiveness with competence–the economic meltdown on Wall Street was the most stunning recent example. Had there been a few more conscientious, contemplative introverts in the boardroom (and had they made themselves heard), Cain writes, the country’s fortunes would now be decidedly different. But today’s prevailing susceptibility to “reward sensitivity,” as embodied by alpha-dog Wall Street types, wasn’t always the norm. Cain provides fascinating insight into how the United States shifted from an introvert-leaning “cult of character” to an extrovert-leaning “cult of personality” ruled by the larger-than-life Tony Robbinses of the world.
So that’s what the resident faculty will discuss this week. But don’t tell anyone. Shhhh….
Happy Memorial Day!