Midterms and Idiocy
Oct. 15th, 2003 10:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can't believe the idiocy of that man!
There are very few things which anger me as much as ignorance. In fact, it could be strongly argued that, in the end, the only thing that ever angers me is ignorance. And I would say right now that I have never met a more ignorant man in my life than O'Brian.
He's teaching a class on Statistics, which I have since decided is not a true math or science, but the art of making the numbers say what you want them to say. He teaches by doing little more than reading out of the book, he gives up pre-made book tests like back from Gradeschool, and whenever he's asked a question, he goes on and on about how statistics is based on the standard you're using, and so the answer will be different depending one where it is you're using it... He infuriates me! We just got back a test, and he had marked my answers wrong when I knew they were right -- it was a question of Combinations (which don't account for order) and Permutation (which do), and I was sitting there arguing with him for nearly ten minutes before he admitted that he was wrong -- and then he said the question was fucking ambiguous! His inability to understand a question on his own fucking test nearly cost me ten points!
This guy is worse than Abe, my loathed CompSci teacher from the last two years (who I was amazed could tie his own shoes), because at least Abe had some acknowledgment of how inept he was. O'Brian fucking thinks he knows what he's talking about, and that infuriates me! I can no fucking stand that man! I'm strongly inclined never to go back to his class again, save for when we have tests. It'd give me an extra hour in the morning on Mon/Wed/Fri.
"I hate that man," Katherine, a freshman in the class, said to me as we were leaving. "I'm glad you stood up to him."
That made me feel better. -smiles- She also seemed to think I knew what I was talking about as far as this class goes. O'Brian certainly doesn't.
There are very few things which anger me as much as ignorance. In fact, it could be strongly argued that, in the end, the only thing that ever angers me is ignorance. And I would say right now that I have never met a more ignorant man in my life than O'Brian.
He's teaching a class on Statistics, which I have since decided is not a true math or science, but the art of making the numbers say what you want them to say. He teaches by doing little more than reading out of the book, he gives up pre-made book tests like back from Gradeschool, and whenever he's asked a question, he goes on and on about how statistics is based on the standard you're using, and so the answer will be different depending one where it is you're using it... He infuriates me! We just got back a test, and he had marked my answers wrong when I knew they were right -- it was a question of Combinations (which don't account for order) and Permutation (which do), and I was sitting there arguing with him for nearly ten minutes before he admitted that he was wrong -- and then he said the question was fucking ambiguous! His inability to understand a question on his own fucking test nearly cost me ten points!
This guy is worse than Abe, my loathed CompSci teacher from the last two years (who I was amazed could tie his own shoes), because at least Abe had some acknowledgment of how inept he was. O'Brian fucking thinks he knows what he's talking about, and that infuriates me! I can no fucking stand that man! I'm strongly inclined never to go back to his class again, save for when we have tests. It'd give me an extra hour in the morning on Mon/Wed/Fri.
"I hate that man," Katherine, a freshman in the class, said to me as we were leaving. "I'm glad you stood up to him."
That made me feel better. -smiles- She also seemed to think I knew what I was talking about as far as this class goes. O'Brian certainly doesn't.
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Date: 2003-10-15 09:13 am (UTC)