Part of my science class involves reading and commenting on other students’ coursework, so the other day I had to read an essay about why the writer would never give up his SUV and how whiny sissy scientists don’t scare him, and how can water vapor be a greenhouse gas, when humans need water to live, so CHECKMATE, CLIMATE CHANGE!
It was just like stumbling into a horrible comments section, only I’m required to read it all, and respond usefully and politely for a grade.
Sometimes when I’m spending an evening doing homework, I question why I signed up for this class or exactly what I hope to get out of it, and my answers change from day to day. But I’m pretty sure it wasn’t this.
