New Feature (OMG!): Read Julia's Old College Papers!
Anyway, when I was home in Chicago last week, I found myself in the attic digging through my old college photos and term papers (it was either that or hang out with my parents & TurboTax. Note to self: never, EVER come home the week prior to April 15th.)
Found this photo, circa 2002, in the dressing room before a Georgetown Hoyas basketball game. They probably lost that night. They always lost back then. (I'm second from the right, FYI.)
Anyway, in addition to wearing small outfits with "G" on them, I also wrote papers! I turned them in late, of course. But along the way, I did actually produce some more or less intelligent commentary on fairly esoteric subjects. Yes. This shocks me as well.
Of course, I remember approximately 3% of everything I learned. Which is a pretty bad return on my dad's investment, but ... um ... memory was never my strong suit. Christ, I can barely remember the plot of the last book I read, let alone shit I studied four years ago. Oops?
Given that my chosen career seems to center entirely on discussions of the intricacies of shagging men, the life of Anna Nicole Smith, and which American Idol is fattest/weirdest/has posted the most nude photos-est, it's a relief to know that at one point in my life, I could define "deontology" and use it properly in a sentence. It's frightening how quickly one's brain atrophies when not used for anything other than flirting.
In any case, I've decided to go back and re-read all my old term papers, then post them here. Honestly, I do this for no reason in particular, save my own amusement. And maybe yours.
Today's paper is from my 2003 Ethics & International Relations class. Topic? Kant's categorical imperative. Hear that? Kant, baby! FUCK YEAH! Nothing like a little philosophical analysis to brighten up your Monday morning.Paper is after the jump.