Ed Lover, C'Mon Son

Short Notes: Top 5 Things Irking Me Now [C’Mon Son! Edition]

Jose Vilson Short Notes 3 Comments

Ed Lover, C'Mon Son

Ed Lover, C'Mon Son

A few links:

  • This is probably the worst story I’d ever read. It’s too real to be a movie. [The Field Negro]
  • Here’s how one uses information design / aesthetics to tell 9/11. [Infosthetics]
  • If you ever had the urge to speak edubabble, check this handy tool passed onto me by Chad Ratliff. You can speak edubabble for the next 50 years. [Science Geek]
  • Funniest e-mail exchange, real or fake, I’ve read since I was in college? This one. [27b/6]

Lately, I’ve tried to live a peaceful, tranquil life. Lord knows I’ve only had too much drama personally and professionally with all of these misguided individuals, me amongst those. It’s in that spirit that I bring out my top 5 things irking me right now, with a little inspiration from Ed Lover, whose resurgence as a popular figure comes from his viral series entitled “C’Mon Son.” Here. We. Go.

#5: People Getting Far Too Personal on Social Networks

I’m alright with people having an affinity for the next person or respecting their work, but even the most “normal” of people catch a stan or two. If your whole existence on some social network is strictly replying and responding to one or two people, trying to get their attention and lauding them left and right, then c’mon son. For that matter, if the person finally replies, and then you reply back and they don’t response, don’t get Carrie-d away.

These hands! They tweet!

These hands! They tweet!

#4: People with Vanity Plates

If you’ve got a vanity plate, you need to do away with it a.s.a.p. That is so 20th century. Especially in a professional environment where there’s a chance that someone like me has to get on the loudspeaker and call your license plate, I’m going to spell the joint out thrice to let the world know. Just saying. C’mon son.

#3: Chris Brown

I haven’t said anything about “Breezy” because I was really waiting for all the details, like I needed any more evidence of his domestic abuse towards Rihanna than this. What’s worst still is the Chris Brown apologists out there who continue to defend him in the face of all this egregious act. While I don’t consider myself a judge and proprietor of right and wrong, I just think it’s much too soon for Chris to flood the airwaves with interviews talking about what he did and didn’t do when most of his interviews sound like contrived sound bites. I’m not hating; I wish him the best. But … c’mon son.

#2: People Trying To Correct My Grammar

I get it. I’m a math teacher, and a blogger, so superficially the standards for my writing should be pretty low. When I post something important, I should thus expect one person trying to tell me the difference between effect and affect. Only the problem is, I know the difference. And when I point it out, I use an online dictionary, like dictionary.com or something. I then should expect the person to break out Strunk & White’s The Elements of Style. Only that I have the book right above the computer I’m typing from. After pointing this out, I should then expect silence. C’mon son.

[p.s. – I don’t mind if you’re constructive about your criticism, but to try and look like the arbiter of the English language makes you look … strunk up.]

#1: People’s Wack-Ass Writing

For the love of Christ, don’t send me your writing if it’s not even close to expressing any intelligible ideas. If I know kids in my 8th grade math class who have more imagination than you, then I’m not reading your writing. If everything you tweet has the words ‘soul,’ ‘life,’ ‘love,’ ‘peace,’ and other words that laminate your cred wherever you share your writing, then I’m not trying to read it. If I’ve read your metaphors somewhere before and it’s not an interesting twist, I’m not reading it.

As per my last annoyance, I’m not some grammar tyrant, but if you’re past high school and still don’t know where sentences start and end when writing an essay and it’s not ostensibly on purpose? … C’mon son.

Jose. C’mon son.

About Jose Vilson

José Luis Vilson is a math educator, blogger, speaker, and activist. For more of my writing, buy my book This Is Not A Test: A New Narrative on Race, Class, and Education, on sale now.

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  2. Jonathan

    You know, that vanity plate thing, I could so totally do that. Two letters, four numbers. I’d know it was vanity. I’d totally recognize my plate being called. And so would the, like, 5 bloggers who know. But no one else would.

    Definitely thinking about that.

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