Crossing the Rubric Con

Gen-Ed

He seems to have read great books as if they were

local food for thought.  Imagine: reading great works

not as a scholar but as a starving artist. Imagine:
being around such starvation. Would it look different

than being around Ethiopians suffering drought,
bellies distended, flies batting around large eyes?

Einstein says there’s no absolving a problem inside

the terms of thought and talk used to generate it: got

to operate with immaculate conceptions—not just the

formational concepts floating around already at hand,

the ones that got us to where we’re at in the first place.

Transforms.

Common sense tells me it’s inconceivable to conceive

of inconceivable notions —terms of thought & talk not

contaminated by standard operating procedures& protocol,

what  we call thinking out of the box as if we could: it’s

not the outside I can think outside-of that’s the  outside I

need to think outside-of, know what I’m saying: it’s the
outside-of I can’t think outside-of that I need in these

troubled, tumultuous & turbulent times.

Thinking the un-thinkable in other words, imagining the

unimaginable: a mission impossible any secret agent

willingly assumes if not phdegreed & embarrassed
by the discipline, constrained by the rules and

rubrics of engagement not that there’s

anything wrong with THAT.

Outside the box. looks like foolishness from inside the box.

Looks like axes of evil—if it’s really outside. Ridiculous to

the savvy; offensive to the conscientious.  So we can’t get

there from here as the farmer tells the tourist, lost and trying

to get back home. Like going to conferences on  educational

reform to read papers convened in conventional conditions
with bullet presentations, cash bars & documented travel

expenses (leave no item undeclared) same as it always was

and we can’t think for thinking if we think we don’t have the

funding & some sponsored spontaneity necessary to be

thinking about it.

We seem to be doing ok here however, so  No Problem!

Nothing to absolve, no reason to throw thought and talk into

confusion, helter skelter converse-action scurrying across
the curriculum: no need for stochastic process to see who

knows what new terms & images might emerge from a
washing machine rub-a-dub scrubbing free play for crying

out loud: unheard of & unimagined here-to-for noggin

notions no one in his right mind would have predicted flying

in like swallows, crows, buzzards, lady & lightening bugs,

moths to the porch light, winged insects & the sound of a little

night musings: back porch old-timey hoot nanny nanny jam-

practicing whiskey before breakfast, soldiers joy, over the

waterfall: plinkety plunk & kazoos as welcome as trombones,

washboard & gut bucket bass transforming transforms
transformationally.