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Monthly Archives: October 2009

Open Courseware Runs Afoul the Free Market

Higher education is now almost absurdly expensive. In an effort to reduce the cost of developing and delivering educational material, there are a number of initiatives around open curricula right now. The idea is that content generated by the academic community can be made freely available so that professors and publishers don’t have to reinvent the wheel each time. It’s basically a commons for educational content. The folks at the Community College Consortium for Open Educational Resources (who have a pretty great blog on this subject) call it “OER.” Ultimately, advocates like CCCOER hope to make higher education more accessible. The Open College Textbook Act of 2009, for example, notes that 200,000 students do not enroll in a higher education system due to the cost, which includes an average annual textbook budget of $805 to $1,229. The bill appropriates $15 million in 2010 for one-year grants to anyone who wants to create open content.

A few weeks ago, the Obama administration announced a $12 billion investment in community colleges, and $500 million of that is allocated to sponsoring the creation of open courseware. As described by Inside Higher Ed:

If I title this wrong, it will diminish the beauty of the photo.

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A statue of jesus crucified, mounted on a telephone pole.

My Latest Trip to New York

I’ve been there quite a lot, lately. This last weekend’s highlight was a spectacular time on the High Line.

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Didn’t Want To Let Go

Paige Bennethum holding the hand of her father during muster. Staff Sgt. Bennethum was being deployed to Iraq.

Paige Bennethum holding the hand of her father during muster.


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My Toast at Chris and Carolyn’s Wedding

This weekend, I was lucky enough to be the best man at my friend Chris’ wedding. It’s the first time I’ve actually been part of a wedding party. The scariest part, for me, was the toast at the rehearsal dinner. It wasn’t the presentation that had me worried, it was the content. I wasn’t sure if it should funny, embarrassing, sentimental, or what blend of the three.

Two or three weeks before the wedding, though, a good friend sent along an essay by Andre Dubus, “Charon’s Wharf”. It spoke to me immediately. So here’s what I read at the dinner.