When I Went Into Class Today...
 

When I walked into my philosophy classroom today, the previous class had just ended. The prof was still there, chatting with students. I went and sat down at a desk in front, where I usually sit ('cause I'm a nerd). I looked up.

The powerpoint presentation slide was still up on the screen.

Heading:

EJACULATION

I can't remember the subtitles...something about release and "aaaah" ;)

Yikes.

I didn't know what to do. Sit there and blush? I decided it was time for some heavy-duty studying. Nope, I don't see nothin'.

I swear, you never know what you're gonna see in college.

YOU MUST FIND OUT WHAT CLASS THIS IS! I want to sign up for Spring!!

:)

PS - why the hell are you up at this hour? I mean, I know why I'm up, but why are you?

That statement is beyond true.

No, you!

It's Human Sexuality.

I stay up really late all the time. It's a bad habit.

Wait...you're in a Human Sexuality class and were. . surprised? shocked? to see the word Ejaculation?

Hell, if I was taking a Human Sexuality class, I'd be pissed if I didn't see Intercourse, Cunnilingus and Ejeculation in EVERY class. (The words, that is....)

No, it was the class before mine.

Oh, I wondered why Human Sexuality would be a philosophy class. lol

I guess an argument could be made for that angle.

My faculty advisor in college taught Human Sex...and he was funny and made it very interesting, to say the least. (Don't get weird ideas I don't mean THAT.)

I remember we had a bunch of students from what we called (kind of embarrassing now, no offense to believers) the God Squad, a religious fraternity. At first we were like "oh no they're going to protest everything" but they had fun too and added a lot to discussions.

Oh no, my philosophy class is all about gambling.

Of course, I guess one could say the same about sex.

Roulette, anyone?

If you are in college, the classroom is the absolute last place you need to go to learn about sex.

I would assume these students are taking the course for their major, perhaps in social work, psychology, or nursing.

But yeah, Beestie, you're right. They ought to come to the cellar. Everything you need to know and then some. ;)

I'd recommend some heavy petting, instead.:)

you were embarassed by the word, "ejaculation?"

I sat in a human sexuality class when I was in college once. I fell asleep and snored. I was really, really tired that day. :p

Should come to some of my eighteenth-century history lectures...one of our lecturers specialises in vice and consumption.

I once took a class called "Lies and Deception." It was truly fascinating.

...or so you say.

aka, Political Science 101

aka every proper history course.

I had to take Human Sexuality as part of my graduate degree.

It used to be a great class. Fun, lots of dirty movies, uh, I mean important documentaries about human behavior.

Then the prof got brought up on sexual harassment charges.

He won the case, but from that day on prof just had various students write up and read answers to questions in the overpriced study guide.

Went from the most legendary class in the school to the most boring.

...damn whiners gotta spoil it for the rest of us...

wolf, were the harassment charges based on the nature of the material used in class? Or was he supposed to have been involved in "extracurricular" activities?

The stories varied. As I recall there was an accusation from a student that he made a naughty suggestion while they were at dinner together. The charges were ruled unfounded.

But they watched him like a hawk afterward. He wasn't particularly popular, was known to be a very hard grader, and many of the students didn't like him very much, particularly the ones who coasted through any classes other than his. Or were in the Women's Studies Program. He was an opener of doors for ladies, and insisted on calling his students Mr., Miss, Mrs. or Ms. as was their preference, and likewise insisted that he be called "Dr." He did not wear blue jeans and did not make his classes sit in circles or sing Kum-Bah-Yah, as was the practice of most of the rest of his department.

I have good rapport with irascible, older men, never had any trouble with him. He appreciated anyone with a sharp wit that would stand up to him, and so we got along quite well.

A similar thing happened a few years ago here at KU. It was often listed as the favorite undergrad course.

The whole art. here

It was even on O'Reilly with Wagle foaming at the mouth and the 'headline' Prof or Perv?