Belief in editors: dumb

I hope Wesley won’t mind my reprinting his article here. I’m just commenting on the Round Up’s editing style… it bites.

Half-Mast Thinking (replaced by Belief in God Dumb)

As I strolled by the half-mast flags in front of the president’s office today, I couldn’t help but question this gesture. Fluttering through my head were the connections made between this man we call Pope John Paul II and the commemoration made to him by this, our institution of higher learning our university. Why is it that even though we know better, we continue holding on to the ties of an imaginary being
in the sky?
When God died as a result of the great minds of the nineteenth 19th century, why too, didn’t the tradition of a papal hierarchy ? The answers to these questions are all around us and make sense to me, yet they only point to ignorance and/or feeble-mindedness thinking, not to the product of an educated mass of a university.
Maybe we just choose to believe in what we want, and the knowledge that is passed on to us through instruction is of no consequence except what we learn in class is important only for passing the next exam. I guess having learned that the traditional sense of a Christian God was created and destroyed by humans, just like millions of other gods throughout human history, makes me one of a few anomalies produced by this University.

Wesley Thompson
College of Agriculture and Home Economics

Wow. They totally fucked that up like candies and cherries and bubble-gum bunnies.

p.s. red= they deleted, yellow=they added.

Update (Halloween 2007):  strikeout= they added, bold=they deleted…  and, come to think of it, it’s actually a fair edit.  I was just trying to get Wesley to read my blog at the time, so I posted this.

I hope Wesley won’t mind my reprinting his article here. I’m just commenting on the Round Up’s editing style… it bites. Half-Mast Thinking (replaced by Belief in God Dumb) As I strolled by the half-mast flags in front of the president’s office today, I couldn’t help but question this gesture. Fluttering through my head were…