This is your brain on college

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writing numerous lengthy essays. Here are a few examplees.

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Death to Chaucer ~ Long live Dr. Suess

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Chaucer's telling of these travelers' tales

Has struck me bored, for it is quite stale.

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Though I see the essence of each story,

Through Chaucer's style, they have lost all their glory.

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Though it is fun to use this style to write,

And I will employ it in my literary fight;

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The rhyming of words grows tight like a noose

And is limiting to expression for all but Dr. Suess.

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For when one is concerned more with style then content,

The reader is beguiled, and soon begins to lament.

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The product of rhyme leads to confusion

And it causes the reader to miss the author's allusion

When the writer is too concerned with the rhythm of rhyme

The reader becomes too concerned with keeping in time.

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Like a musician who plays technically proficient;

Their role as a spectator is quite deficient.

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When lulled into the meter of the calculating artisan

The reader can not be objective and thus becomes partisan.

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Then when the reader is significantly hypnotized

His spirit is killed and there after is eulogized.

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Now the pardoner's tale is timeless and true,

Of how in my greed, I may betray you.

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How avarice is the undoing of man

And how divine wisdom will dispatch with that plan.

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The florins of gold were so grand a prize

That three noble men conspired to take lives.

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To steal from each other and fatten their purse;

They conspired against a brother, and thusly were cursed.

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Another good story was the Nun's Priest's account,

About a cock with much pride, more than his fair amount.

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How our fine feathered friend nearly met his demise,

By taking false council from those he thought wise.

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Or maybe his risk was more due to conceit,

That let him be duped by a sly fox's deceit.

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In the end he prevailed for he learned a good lesson;

With prophetic dreams, poultry should not be messin.

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In relating these tales, I fear I have digressed,

From my thesis, which I say, has me quite distressed.

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Incessant rhyming as Chaucer sees need

Makes it so difficult for me to read,

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Of Canterbury Tales, a classic of lore.

I find myself yawning, my god what a bore.

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And though I poke fun by rhyming myself,

Please teacher, be wise, and put this essay on a shelf.

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Let it be obscured by a coating of dust,

If we are to spare other readers, do this, you must.

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This style of poetry may be pleasing to the ears,

But it lacks introspection and is best in younger years.

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Now I conclude my rhyming tirade

And wise as you are, give it a high grade.

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I add that quite often I employed the good book;

Oh yes, Webster's volumes did warrant a look.

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For weary as I may be from reading such rhyme,

To write so is hard work and takes up much time.

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So honors to Chaucer, of rhyming he's lord

But still here as the reader, I'm bored, bored, bored, bored!

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An excerpt from critical analysis of Plato's Republic:

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My philosophy on this matter is, to a great extent, allied with the understanding given by Adiemantus. I do however, modify it, to the extent that most men have a morality or conscience that would limit their injustice. I am willing to except that morality and conscience are the products of communal living, and are developed through interaction with others but to be without them would require a solitary life where one was not influenced at all by the will of others. I would have far less a problem with a "Robin Hood" type of thievery than I would with a nonspecific or "anything goes" type. To show that people are capable and quite involved in this sort of dishonesty we need only to accept the number of people who cheat on their taxes, use legal loopholes or rhetoric to accomplish their end, or speed when they are in their cars. In these cases, the perceived injustice to others is far less than it is in outright assault on another individual, but as statistical data shows, the suffering caused by speeders is far greater than the suffering caused by communally responsible drivers who do not exceed the posted limit. To say that justice is good in and of itself is to accept that morality and conscience are good in and of themselves. It is difficult to prove this without making an appeal to community or piety as a motivation. Both community and piety are consequential to justice, or justice is consequential to them. Whether the chicken or the egg came first, they are relative to each other and consequential thereof.