my first day of school
For the record, I HAD heard about Barrett. When I was logging into my handy-dandy UW website, it was up in the little campus news area. I skimmed the article- partially because I was lazy, mostly due to disinterest. I have a limited amount of space in my brain and a limited amount of stuff to cram into it. 9/11 conspiracy theory is not high on the list, nor are articles about controversy surrounding someone teaching it.
I had heard about Barrett. I just didn't really care. And when the camera's were rolling in front of the door of my Islam lecture hall, I didn't connect the dots. I thought it was some university advertising or something.
But when I sat down, I was informed that this was THE guy and these were reporters lining the hall. I thought it was pretty exciting. Controversy excites me sometimes.
When I left class, this girl in front of me got pulled aside by a reporter with a camera and was given a microphone. I laughed- amiably- and she laughed a bit too. And then another reporter (who had this really sweet face and smile) pulled me aside, "I saw you laughing at that girl, so do you mind if I pick on you?" She asked me some questions and I answered quickly (she seemed in a hurry- you know- the whole reporter thing). By the time I left the Social Sciences building, I had thought of a million better things to say- things about how every professor enters the classroom with their own personal bias and how it's important as a student to recognize that and to seek what is true and real, under any professor, not just Barrett.
'oh well,' I thought, ' What I said was pretty lame, but at least they'll never use it.'
Except, they did.
Yeah, it's a bit lame, but my name is in the paper. And I kind of like that.
Read it here.