“Big Drive”

I utterly love this animated short. Reminds me of my families and where we were and went.

“Intimate supervision”: Surveillance on campus

This Washington Post report – holy crap:

Short-range phone sensors and campuswide WiFi networks are empowering colleges across the United States to track hundreds of thousands of students more precisely than ever before. Dozens of schools now use such technology to monitor students’ academic performance, analyze their conduct or assess their mental health. …

Instead of GPS coordinates, the schools rely on networks of Bluetooth transmitters and wireless access points to piece together students’ movements from dorm to desk. One company that uses school WiFi networks to monitor movements says it gathers 6,000 location data points per student every day.

School and company officials call location monitoring a powerful booster for student success: If they know more about where students are going, they argue, they can intervene before problems arise. But some schools go even further, using systems that calculate personalized “risk scores” based on factors such as whether the student is going to the library enough.

The dream of some administrators is a university where every student is a model student, adhering to disciplined patterns of behavior that are intimately quantified, surveilled and analyzed.

cross-posted from nocontest.ca

h/t Clarissa

Merry Christmas!

Vancouver Christmases past.

Jamie Lee Hamilton

A champion. RIP.

John Glionna

glionna

My dear friend is an endlessly creative and resourceful writer. His recently launched website is a treasure.

The Chandelier

When I passed this last week, I had to blink a couple of times to realize that this gigantic chandelier was indeed there, beneath the Granville Street Bridge. This is a permanent installation by a B.C. artist named Rodney Graham, who was inspired by an Isaac Newton experiment. It lights up and spins.

Vancouver’s such a trip.

Friendship

I love this detail:

The commentator Fran Lebowitz, a longtime friend of Toni Morrison’s, recounted times when Morrison would comfort her after a bad review. Morrison herself was impervious to criticism, Lebowitz said, so she “assigned myself the task of holding Toni’s grudges for her.”

(PS: I wonder how *author* Lebowitz feels about the word “commentator.”)