Oh goodness. I once thought all the pap you spewed in class was genuine intelligence. I now realize that "the manner in which" you abuse your students, as well as the maxims you repeat quarter after quarter, are used to mask your insecurities, self-loathing, and complete lack of creativity. Your class is a JOKE. Thanks for taking me one step closer to becoming a mediocre designer of mundane bullshit that will further contribute to the overconsumption that plagues this nation. And what's with "M.A." after your name on all of your handouts? Are you kidding me? You silly, silly fat man, you're only embarrassing yourself. You know, rather than openly bitching about the faculty and the third-rate school that you work for, maybe you should be grateful that you teach at all, you deluded fool. My advice for you is to be thankful you have the job that you have, because you aren't going to get much better, my dear fat fuck. (Oh and, in 300 B.C.E. Heraclitus said that you cannot step into the same river even once. So quit ripping him off, you stupid pseudo-intellect.)

-Anonymous