5:13 p.m. - 2007-10-22
Dr. Abigail Hayes' diary
Dear Diary,
Taught a new class today. The staff insisted I was the one to lead a graduate discussion and research endeavor about global warming (everyone's insisting I call it global climate change).
Great.
(Note sarcasm...)
It's not that I do not care about the environment. Human life, all life on the planet, depends on the homeostatic balance of our ecosystems.
Of course I care.
I just know that Wayne Dyer is going to champion the radical activism crusade, and I'm concerned about the impact this will have on the students' perceptions of how to address global climate change. The last thing I want is to see a mid term hazing of grad students chaining themselves to bulldozers or trees or fences and getting hurt in protests.
The campus police are fine, but lately the city police have seemed to use excessive force.
I'm also concerned that Dr. Dyer will elicit questions from both the board and outside funders. If he and therefore, we, as in he and I, and the university as well, are perceived as associating global climate change with the need for radical activism, with the need to undermine and revolt against current, feasible, and legal infrastructure systems, things can get bad.
Things are already bad enough, with my mother in the hospital. They put her back on intravenous feeding again. I don't know what to do.
And my father is missing. He's such a drama queen. I know he's fine, off exploring some tributary in the South American jungle, and getting into his sort of trouble - the sort he gets out of just fine. It's just that this time, he hasn't contacted mother for over a week. That is not like him. But, then again, she's on so many drugs, and often sleeping. It's so likely that she simply does not remember that he's called.
But why it has to happen now. Why he has to be gone now. He knew she was really sick, but he went anyway. Just like him to do that...
Just like him to be out of touch when it counts the most.
Spring break is here.
Now what.
At least I have some time to think about the graduate seminar, how to tone Dr. Dyer down, spend time with mother, and get a hold of dad.
Right now, I think the best I can do is go for a run.
Out for now.
Abi
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