The finance classroom meets the outside world (and vice-versa). Back away slowly from the computer with your hands up and your mind open, and with luck nobody gets hurt.
Monday, January 02, 2012
Someone Need an A$$ Whoopin?
This reminded me of my childhood. My father's "weapon of choice" was his slipper. That may sound funny, but he could really whip that thing. Different times.
I swear, one time he made that thing go around two corners.
I'm the father of two great kids (aged 10 years and 23 months), and have been married well above my station for 20 years. I'm a finance professor at a state university somewhere on the East Coast of the USA. I teach classes in corporate finance, investments, and fixed income, and publish empirical research on finance and accounting that almost no one ever reads (except by accident or unless they're REALLY bored).
My perspectives on academia (and the world) have been shaped by a number of experiences: becoming an Evangelical Christian back in the late-70s, growing up in a largely Italian-immigrant mill town, working at a number of jobs (from being a tax auditor to being a floor worker in a locked inpatient adolescent psychiatric unit) before entering academia, and finally, losing a child to a cancer after a long and debilitating ilness
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