Month: April 2008

Total 25 Posts

Overdue

I’ve invested my daily word count off-site, lately, into a productive e-mail exchange with Clay Burell, one which spread itself across issues of civil online discourse and the significance of membership in an online community where the only membership requirement is diligent self-regulationOne which stands in direct opposition to the pointlessness of our online exchange, both my original jab and his rejoinder, which was so far over the top it wasn’t difficult to dismiss..

To make a long summary short, I intend to step my diligence up.

To keep that short summary long, my liability here in this community is that I am extremely disinterested in your emotional attachment to your own ideas. I am very interested in the merits and demerits of your ideas but I find it very easy โ€“ too easy, I realize โ€“ to consider them apart from the fact that you have built a career or a family around them.

This attitude has made for a very focused first year of blogging but it has also earned me a table setting as the edublogosphere’s enfant terrible, a reputation for being confrontational and abrasive, one which I am uninterested in perpetuating.

So I raise a glass here to the inseparable bond between emotion and ideas and apologize sincerely for having tried to address one without respect to the other, repeatedly, over a year, with a lot of people. Membership in this esteemed crowd demands greater understanding than that.

Show and Tell: The Superlative Edition

My classes and I have pushed through a lot of exceptional media over the last two weeks but, in the midst of a longer summary, I realized that only two matter.

Lines

The first is Maria Moore’s photoset, “Lines,” (click through “Portfolio” to “Lines”) one of the most impressive collections I have ever seen. Though I find the reasons difficult to articulate, I can say that if you’re the sort who prefers the forest to the trees (that is, if you’re unafflicted by any detail-oriented obsession) this may not grab you like it did me.

If, however, you’re the sort who can’t help noticing the perfect angles on a stop sign even as a parade tromps past, meet your muse.

Food Fight

A history of US military operations โ€“ from WWII through Enduring Freedom โ€“ re-enacted by each country’s national fast food. On technical merit, it’s flawless, from the sound design, which carries a huge burden, to its seamless blend of stop-motion and motion graphics.

Its content is equally powerful and almost impossibly objective. The Cold War standoff is just a beautiful, succinct piece and I found myself even a little choked up when a tiny falafel ball sends a tall hamburger collapsing to the ground.

Please forward it along to a history teacher or a loved one or a loved history teacher. One of my students called it the best video he’d seen all year.

Update:

This thing just gets better. The filmmaker has a rundown of the conflicts depicted as well as a food-to-country cheat sheet. I had no idea beef stroganoff was a Russian thing. Awesome.

Whoa.

This whole Diigo thing cracked me up, everyone claiming they’d been pushing it for years, like me and my friends claim lifelong allegiance to bands the second they get signed. It seemed funny enough for remark but, wow, did I ever miss the mark with that one.

It’s tough to tell if Clay is genuinely wounded or, rather, really really really happy for the opportunity to thwack me with his 9-iron but, regardless, my editorials aren’t worth anything to me if they bother hard-working bloggers that much and blotch up the edublogosphere.

My fault, Clay.

Updated:

I have no idea how seriously to take Clay Burell’s umbrage now that he’s deleted his poison pen letter [cached]. Apparently, with his full-bodied rant, he was just trying to teach us all that bullying is bad. Astonishing.

Nothing To Do With The First Of April

Oh man, I’m flying outta class today, strapping in for a ride to Oakland where I’m delivering a presentation affected by everything I’ve learned from y’all Conference 2.0-ists!

I mean, obviously I’m UStreaming the whole thing but I’m also Skyping in Prensky, Shareski, John Gatto, and John Dewey.

Wait. What?

Yeah. I know he’s dead but if you think that’s gonna stop us you’ve obviously never heard of a little thing I call “Web 2.0.” It’s Resurrectr and I signed on during the private beta, like two years ago. (Four invites left. DM me on Twitter.)

I even improvised a backchannel:

Whenever anyone has a comment, observation, or acronym on her mind, she’s just gonna write it on a piece of binder paper, crumple it up, and huck it into a pile in the middle of the room. People can just root through the pile, find comments they like, and talk ’em out while I natter away at the front about some failures and successes I’ve seen over my last two years integrating digital media into my classrooms. No big deal.