Well, today I heard him. He came in through the following clip from the movie, "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" Watch this six-second clip then I will get back to you.
O.K., now that that is taken care of let me fill you in on what it means.
I am grading final exams from my four summer classes today. I gave each of them a rare treat in my 24 years as a professor - a take home final exam.
They got the exam in late June and it was due August 4th. 40 days to read only four chapters, watch some lectures online and answer five questions. Every bit of each question could be answered by reading only four chapters and watching a few lectures.
In 40 days I could have translated the Bible into some ancient Navajo dialect.
In 40 days I could have learned how to speak Spanish, or walk to Tennessee or painted a good part of the Great Wall of China.
40 days later, most of my students turned in failing exams. I mean grades that are so bad that it looks like they had 40 minutes to prepare for a test in particle physics while smoking weed.
Somewhere in my profane thoughts and loud declarations to my wife that there is no hope, no point and no reason for having hope, I heard Him.
Like James Earl Jones in the movie "Field of Dreams", I heard, "The man has done enough. Leave him alone."
So that is it. Six years to go. In six years I will have done this stuff for 30 years. Then Valencia will send me some retirement income and I can head to somewhere far away where there will be no grading, no writing, no blogging, no nothing but fishing for walleye, watching sunsets and not giving one rat's rear end what happens to this nation filled with (see video clip above).
I just hope during that six year stretch my students don't kill me off with their incomprehensible musings on things that have nothing to do with what I have asked them.