teaching gives us the hope (perhaps dillusional) that we can educate, instill, and empower those coming up. they are smart, receptive, impressionable, and not yet beaten by the budget. i believe this, and i love the opportunity to teach. i realise i am much more radical (maybe stupborn) than i ever knew...and for this, i am possible making the biggest sacrifice yet...that sacrifice is teaching for paractice in small town USA... there is so much wrong here (USA), and if i can get one small office to use cork instead of polyester, to recycle their binders...that is something. some people are called to God, I am called to reality. I despise the US media, but fuel/energy shortages, global warming, crime, lack of values, over population...these are our reality. am i being radical by becoming a resident (which is what i must do in four months time to stay) of an ideal country. or am i being a draft dodger by leaving the country that needs the most help?
¶ 1/18/2007
the truth about architecture from a couple of slightly bitter thirty somethings with thoughts from behind the machine, on colleagues, IDP, construction, but mostly emails pondering the whole thing...