The Red Line

Funny things that have happened to me on the Red Line in the past week:

I was on it last week in the middle of the day, with no one on it, and this woman gets on, looks around, and sits on the floor. Which, I might add, is usually a mixture of dirt, spilled coffee and urine.
Me: "Um...do you want a seat?"
Woman: "I have a seat."

On the way home from class Monday night, a crazy lady waving a cigarette who smelled like cough syrup danced her way down the car, stopped in front of my friends and me, sang a Four Non Blondes song, and danced away.

Today, another friend and I were waiting for the Red Line at Howard and a seemingly normal man walked by, stopped, looked at my friend and says, "Damn, girl, you fine as a BIG dog!" and walks away.

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Potter's Box of Horror

UGH. I have about had it up to HERE with academia. And HERE, since you can't see me stretching my hand in the air, is really, really high.

I'm writing this case study for one of my classes about AOL Time Warner, which I guess is just Time Warner now, with some AOL on the side, and Ted Turner sort of runs it still but not really, and anyway it's a giant evil media conglomerate that's out to make lots of money and take over the world, according to my book. It's probably all run by Republicans, too.

Anyways, we have to use this thing called the Potter's Box to analyze a situation in the media. What is the Potter's Box, you ask? GOOD QUESTION. It's a handy little diagram that, if you are in the news biz, you can refer to when confronted with a media crisis. So, like, if you're Newsweek, and you print BS stories about how Americans are flushing Korans down the toilet, and then a whole bunch of people violently riot and then it turns out you're stories aren't true after all, you can all sit down and refer to the Potter's Box and talk about your values and your loyalties and your ethical principles, and put them all in this diagram, and BOOM! you have a solution.

AAAAHHHHH.

Um, does this happen in real life? I mean really, in times of media crises, do all the producers sit around and say, "You know what would really help stop the rioting over these Muslim cartoons? The Potter's Box."

One of my classmates last week asked our teacher, who's a former VP for CNN, if HE ever faced some controversial situation and then sat down with his colleagues and talked about the Potter's Box. Yeah. He dodged the question and clicked to another powerpoint slide.

I ask you, then, why I have to do this.

Actually, I'm just cranky because it's 73 degrees outside and sunny and pretty and I can hear the sounds of happy people through my apartment window, and I am writing about the Potter's Box.

Well. You people did it to me. I joined the world of the bloggers. I don't really have anything to write about, but I figure, if this one guy I was just reading about can blog about how he thinks he's Peter Pan, I must have something to add.