My exchange student has now arrived in Figeac and we do not understand how Maringouin competes with such a town. She missed graduation. I rode to it on my bicycle, in full regalia and grey suede boots. The students have new robes and are “very beautiful” in them, as my exchange student would say.
She taught us to root for our team and at graduation today, I identified with our alma mater — so effective is the Althusserian interpellation taking place at games. I was never this type and years ago I surprised to find myself humming the Cal fight song upon discovering that my first new institution was not only not research oriented but was also against research.
In honor of graduation, my exchange student, our victory against the odious new logo, and especially in honor of research, we will now sing for our own alma mater, from which the first of several graduates in my family was my grandmother Edna Anna Schroeder, Bachelor of Letters in German, University of California (there was only one then), one hundred years ago this semester, December 1912.
Axé.
I guess with your travel plans and exchange student you’re on a security watch list.
“After internal wrangling over privacy and civil liberties issues, the Justice Department reportedly signed off on controversial new guidelines earlier this year. The guidelines allow the NCTC, for the first time, to keep data about innocent U.S. citizens for up to five years, using “predictive pattern-matching,” to analyze it for suspicious patterns of behavior. The data the counterterrorism center has access to, according to the Journal, includes “entire government databases—flight records, casino-employee lists, the names of Americans hosting foreign-exchange students and many others.”
http://www.slate.com/blogs/future_tense/2012/12/13/national_counterterrorism_center_s_massive_new_surveillance_program_uncovered.html?wpisrc=most_viral
My father graduated from U.C.Berkeley and so did my husband. The greatest pride of our late across the street neighbor was that she graduated Phi Beta Kappa from Berkeley. Terry, my husband, was also Phi Beta Kappa and was sad to miss the award dinner, because he had the flu. A lot of years ago that was, just a few days before we got married.
Ay N G, I am sure I am on all sorts of lists and not just for these reasons!
Hattie — when did your father graduate? Is he earlier than my grandmother? This would be exciting…
1942, I think. Or close to then.