Cognitive Logic in Understanding Evidence; Wednesday, Second Period [03/31].

[died8yearsago]

While Rosa had definitely been able to drink a lot of those kids at the bar last night straight under the table, she could not exactly do it without consequence. Which was why today's class was definitely going to be a bit half-assed lazy straight-forward.

"Alright," she started, wincing just a little despite having clearly turned the lights down on the simulation quite a bit. "Clearly, we're at a point where we either need more clues or we need to start speculating on who actually did it. So that's what we're doing today. Pair up, or even group up if you like, but today, you're just going to see if you can find more clues to figure out who killed Mr. Corpse, where it was done, and which weapon they used. Obviously, the more evidence you have, the more likely you are to get it right, but if you're confident in any theories you may have...why not? Make an accusation, we'll go from there. Okay. Any questions?"

Please, god, no questions, Rosa just wanted to slump into one of the couches for a moment and rest her eyes.

"Okay. Go sleuth."

Career Development, Wednesday, First Period

[1000yearstoolate]

Hannibal was dressed impeccably in a three-piece suit today. He lounged comfortably against the desk at the front of the room, hands in his pockets, and nodded politely to the students. "No matter where you go, if you want to fit in, or to get somebody to do what you want, or occasionally to survive, you will learn manners are important. In general, the ability to be polite, to not anger those around you unintentionally, is important.

"Of course, manners are different in different places. It pays to be observant, as I believe we've mentioned before." He grinned at Seivarden. "A traditional greeting in this part of the world is a handshake."

Seivarden was wearing her Radchaai Lieutenant uniform, with gloves, of course.

“And handshakes can make people from other places quite uncomfortable,” she continued. “And if you really want to do that, which is a different class, you can do it in better ways.”

She smiled. “There are of course ways to avoid an offered handshake, without completely insulting the person, like smiling and, say, offer a bow in return.”

Hannibal smiled and bowed. "Of course, it is inevitable that at some point you will make a faux pas, people being what they are; realizing it and recovering from it gracefully and without offering further insult is also important."

He held out his hand to Seivarden for a handshake. He was wearing finely tailored silk gloves to match his pocket square.

Seivarden raised an eyebrow, a little surprised, then shook his hand. “Hopefully you can meet in the middle. After greetings, you might end up sharing a meal with someone whose table manners are very different from yours.”

"For meals, as for many things, it is best to observe those around you," Hannibal said. "Mimicry is a good way to start. Even if you're unaware of the meanings behind something, if you can act the same as your hosts, it's a good beginning. Understanding can come later."

“But sometimes that is impossible, if the food or the table manners are so disgusting to you that you’ll be unable to hide it,” Seivarden said. “In that case you can pretend you’ve suddenly fallen ill, or just have to leave due to some other emergency. Perhaps you are fasting for religious reasons. Or just be vague.”

She glanced at Hannibal, curious to see how he would continue.

"The important thing is not to be rude." Predictable, maybe, but very Hannibal. "Avoid insults. Be aware that actions may have symbolic purpose as well as the outright one. Particularly food."

He gestured at the students. "For today, consider what we've spoken of. Come up with a greeting other than Western Earth standard, and at least one taboo - perhaps skin-to-skin touching, or eye contact, or smiling. Then wander, introduce yourselves to each other. Try not to offend each other; if you are offended, try to correct your classmate politely. If you have given offense, try to recover gracefully."

“There is tea,” Seivarden said, “and cookies. Help yourselves, but with good manners of your choosing. The same applies as for the greetings.” She gestured towards the table.

Hannibal had made the cookies; they were designed to go well with the tea Seivarden had insisted upon. "If you don't care to drink or eat, or would like to pretend you don't, refuse graciously."

He nodded to Seivarden. That covered it, yes?

Seivarden gave a small nod in return, then turned back to the students. “So, let’s get started.”

Flight and Flying, Wednesday, March 31, 2021

[sith_happened]

Field trip today, kids!

"Welcome to TRACON," Anakin said, gesturing around the expansive room they were standing in. "The primary responsibility of the New York TRACON is the safe, orderly, and expeditious flow of arrival, departure, and en-route traffic. this air traffic control center is responsible for three major airports, all located within the same New York airspace: John F. Kennedy International Airport, Newark Liberty International Airport, and LaGuardia Airport. Additionally, TRACON is responsible for dozens of smaller but busy fields, including Long Island MacArthur Airport, Teterboro Airport, Tweed New Haven Regional Airport, and Republic Airport. This center also controls the large number of private aircraft that fly through the New York Class B airspace every day." He smiled. "As you might imagine, this is the busiest chunk of airspace in the United States, seeing roughly 3,000 aircraft landing in any of those airports in a day--and that doesn't count the planes that are flying through this area to land somewhere else.

"So today, your job is to watch this air traffic controllers, see what they do and absorb how impressive their job is to the safety of flight in this nation." He smiled. "We'll try it back in the simulator where real lives aren't on the line."