Post by Warren Worthington III on May 22, 2007 16:11:27 GMT
Warren is pleased to see that his entire class is present when he walks in... apparently none of the seniors are taking advantage of the opportunity to slack, which is reassuring.
"All right, everyone, I’ve finished reviewing your final papers… you should all have marked-up versions in your inboxes; if you don’t, please see me about it. In general, they were well-reasoned, but it’s clear to me that some of you either didn’t take the assignment seriously or are significantly overestimating the usefulness of military action on the U.S. Congress as a legal strategy. "
He manages to keep a straight face as looks around the room at his students, some of whom are laughing at the supposed joke and others looking away from him, embarrassed. It’s almost the end of the semester, and Warren isn’t sure he’s actually taught them anything.
"As those of you whose attention spans can stretch back a whole year may recall, it’s been tried without much effect." Granted, that’s because the X-Men stopped it… but still, it was an incredibly dumb idea to begin with. "If you’re going to ignore the rule of law and stage a public military coup, controlling the legislative apparatus doesn’t do you very much good, right? So where’s the right place to start?"
The class laughs again, and Warren shakes his head. " No, I’m serious… We’ve been talking about power all semester; consider this an oral exam. If we all got together to take over the U.S. government, where should we strike?" He tries not to think about the reaction if this particular bit of his curriculum got out into the press, or even the parents. He knows it’s just an exercise in visualizing U.S. political power dynamics, but it would not sound good taken out of context. Still, judging from the way eyes are lighting up around the room (literally, in a couple of cases, which still startles Warren when it happens), it seems to be doing its job.
Behind him, a black whiteboard marker writes “White House” in large letters as he continues. "For example, let’s consider the White House, shall -- " he cuts off in mid-sentence and the marker falls to the floor as the telepathic wave of emotion hits him, and barely makes out a semicoherent Oh god oh god oh god oh god. over the din.
Josh? Is everything OK?
(( OOC: This is occurring simultaneously with Moment of Truth, if that's not clear. As always, anyone who wants to be one of Warren's "Mutants and Politics" students is free to post.))
"All right, everyone, I’ve finished reviewing your final papers… you should all have marked-up versions in your inboxes; if you don’t, please see me about it. In general, they were well-reasoned, but it’s clear to me that some of you either didn’t take the assignment seriously or are significantly overestimating the usefulness of military action on the U.S. Congress as a legal strategy. "
He manages to keep a straight face as looks around the room at his students, some of whom are laughing at the supposed joke and others looking away from him, embarrassed. It’s almost the end of the semester, and Warren isn’t sure he’s actually taught them anything.
"As those of you whose attention spans can stretch back a whole year may recall, it’s been tried without much effect." Granted, that’s because the X-Men stopped it… but still, it was an incredibly dumb idea to begin with. "If you’re going to ignore the rule of law and stage a public military coup, controlling the legislative apparatus doesn’t do you very much good, right? So where’s the right place to start?"
The class laughs again, and Warren shakes his head. " No, I’m serious… We’ve been talking about power all semester; consider this an oral exam. If we all got together to take over the U.S. government, where should we strike?" He tries not to think about the reaction if this particular bit of his curriculum got out into the press, or even the parents. He knows it’s just an exercise in visualizing U.S. political power dynamics, but it would not sound good taken out of context. Still, judging from the way eyes are lighting up around the room (literally, in a couple of cases, which still startles Warren when it happens), it seems to be doing its job.
Behind him, a black whiteboard marker writes “White House” in large letters as he continues. "For example, let’s consider the White House, shall -- " he cuts off in mid-sentence and the marker falls to the floor as the telepathic wave of emotion hits him, and barely makes out a semicoherent Oh god oh god oh god oh god. over the din.
Josh? Is everything OK?
(( OOC: This is occurring simultaneously with Moment of Truth, if that's not clear. As always, anyone who wants to be one of Warren's "Mutants and Politics" students is free to post.))
