Logical Fallacies, Thursday, Period 3

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"Welcome to Logical Fallacies," Cindy said as the bell rang for class. "My name is Cindy Perrault, but it's summer and we're a small enough class, so let's dispense with the formality. Feel free to call me Cindy if you like. Also, since we are a tiny class, I brought some muffins along. Part of a balanced breakfast and all of that."

Cindy: model for proper nutrition. Really.

"Anyway, I want to make this clear--this isn't a rhetoric class. This is more of a 'how to point out your opponents' logical flaws while arguing class.' If there's one thing I've noticed, from years of watching people argue and debate, is that it's very easy to get led astray or have your argument torn to shreds by someone who isn't actually arguing your point at all. This class will teach you to identify the most common logical fallacies used in such a manner and come up with ways to counter them. In most cases, simply pointing out the tactic your opponent is using will be enough. For others, you can often turn their own words against them. Furthermore, you can learn a lot about a person from how they choose to present their case; are they using these fallacies out of simple ignorance, or are they deliberately trying to discredit you? A smart person knows that words are easily turned to weapons. A wise person knows how to use them to his or her own advantage."

Which probably said more about Cindy than anything else, but oh well. She was feeling relaxed today.

"But we'll get to all that starting next week. This week is dedicated to introductions or the school may implode. At least, that's the impression I get from the radio. So, today, please respond with name, class, why you signed up for this class, and your favorite topic for debate. Also Hinata? You're my TA. Congratulations. There's an extra muffin in it for you."

[OCD up]

Anatomy of a Trial [Period 4, Class #1, 5-13]

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Class today was meeting in the Danger Room, which they might realize looked very much like a courtroom. Their professor entered with a cup of tea in one hand and a briefcase in the other.

( Voir Dire )

(wait for the OCD! OCD of wtf-was-I-thinking-DOOM is up!)

Laser Tag Adventures [First Period, Thursday]

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The Danger Shop was off then the class arrived, but Rick was visibly excited and already wearing his laser tag vest.

"Morning kids," he chirped, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "The class is laser tag adventures and for the newbies to my classes, I'm Rick Castle, mystery writer and laser tag player extraordinaire."

He pressed a button and a grungy blue and off-white underground train-station faded into view, as well as extra sets of vests and guns, faded into view.

"Welcome to lovely and picturesque Melbourne, Australia. One of the less picturesque parts of it though, I'm afraid. Parliment Station, one of the five stations making up what's known as the Melbourne City Loop. Think the New York subway, only much tinier, also less pee smell," he waved one hand. "Look, I'll email you all some notes later, but we all know why you picked this class, to play laser tag. We'll be having a free for all today, but introductions first. Name, class, somewhere you think'd be fun to play laser tag."

He pointed at Alex if she was there. "One more thing, the lovely Miss Russo is your TA. Use your power wisely, young minion."

[OOC: OCD up.]

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