|From McGill meme website|
What did I do with the last class? Despite the fact that I hate the Lannisters, I do pay my debts. So, I first had to pay off Jacob Levy for a bet we made long ago about whether Quebec's Liberals would sell out the Anglophones.... well more than they had when addressing the issue of private English schools. If I were right, my daughter would have been kicked out of her private school and Jacob would have had to teach a bit of IR to my class in the language of the Klingons (the adversary/ally of the Federation in the old/new Star Trek). But the Quebec Liberals did not act as cravenly as I expected, so I lost--which meant lecturing to my class in French for five minutes.
How did it go? Um? Badly. I had written text that I had translated into French and then posted the English on the slides so that the Anglophones and the ... Francophones could understand what the hell I was saying. I told them about the bet, my various wagers/gambling problems, and my first day going to McGill in 2002. Good times. They seemed to enjoy my embarrassment, my lame-ness, and my commentary on my embarrassment and my lameness. Whatever street/academic cred I had, gone.
Then, I had a fun time applying the IR concepts to Harry Potter. Easy stuff that played pretty well. I was able to talk about Harry Potter as a policy entrepreneur with his own incentives to contribute to the collective action to provide the public good of freedom from V's tyranny. I talked about V and Harry bother illustrating the dangers involved in alliances.
Next step--thanking the Teaching Assistants for all they did. I even showed a jib-jab video a TA made a couple of years ago, using pictures from the web to come up with Elves with the TAs' faces (and mine) dancing to X-mas music. Silly, embarrassing--I never had better dance moves.
Finally, I thanked the students--they were terrific--this year and over the years. I even showed them a pic--a screenshot of a facebook group that mocked me about six years ago: