Hubrix Rubes & Mug-termissions

The semester started for me today. In between making mugs, I'm taking an eighteenth century women writers class in the English department. It's been a long time since I was in an English class.

It might kill me.

Here are some mugs in progress:



What I mean when I say that it might kill me, is that students in English classes are much, much different from students in science classes. Students in science classes pretty much know their place. They're very, very small beings in the face of science and most of them know this. This is a useful realization. Students in English classes tend to be the types that think that their voices can stand up to, say, William Shakespeare's. I mean, I've actually heard English students say things like, "Shakespeare is so boring. I hate his stuff. Why do we even bother to learn about Shakespeare?"

Seriously. Who the fuck cares what some English student thinks about William Shakespeare? Well, the English student is taught over years to think that everyone cares about his pissant opinion. It's ridiculous. I've never heard a science student try to stand up to Louis Pasteur and say, "That whole pasteurization thing is so boring. I mean, why do we even bother to learn about that?"

Here are some more mugs in progress:



I need not to think about things too much. I mean, there are only eight students in my class so I need to pace myself--you know, stretch out the contempt and make it last all semester.

Mugs:



Truthfully, I have heard some geniuses in science classes, very early on, try to argue against Charles Darwin by arguing against evolution. And that is a similar kind of hubris to the English student, similarly born of ignorance. Those people don't last long. They really don't. A semester (or two for the truly ignorant tough nuts) and they're gone from science classes, taking their ridiculous "There's no such thing as evolution" arguments with them. And good riddance. The hubristic English students? The worst of them fail upward, all the way through graduate school.

So why am I in school, is the question you should be asking.