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She's back to her older self. She has coffee and a message and you'd better pay attention and take notes.

The personal is political, gang. What does that mean? It means every single personal choice you make will align or be in conflict with someone else's choice. Those who are alike come together in speech communities. Core beliefs do not change, however as you go through life you'll figure out what constitutes beating your head against a wall and what is the easier path; no...not the easiest...just easier than the aforementioned head-beating. No matter what you choose, you have to get involved. When I was young, and I don't mean this week, I mean when I was actually young and idealistic, I burned my bra. I raged at the State. I protested for women's rights for control over of their own bodies. Are you aware that even today in some places women cannot get birth control prescriptions filled by their local pharmacy? Everyday issues such as your representatives in student council, the government on the local level are clearly what you'd think of as political, but even the interactions of commerce and social grouping are political actions you take that define your self. You want a frightening fact? 25 years ago, half of all 18 to 24 year-olds voted. Today it's 25%. 18 to 24 year-olds represent 33% of the population but only account for 7% of the voters. Decisions are made by those who show up! Are you going to sit by, passively doing your work and keeping your head down, just to get a grade? Is your personal political statement going to be "Willing submissive to the hegemonic paradigm" and when will you open your eyes to what is going on around you? You don't have to partake in anarchy, Ghandi didn't. He pioneered non-violent protest. Ghandi's political statement changed his world...and the world as we know it.

So if you're wondering why I teach communication, it's because I think you can do so much better in life. If you can articulate yourselves in a manner befitting change...I just know you can change the world. Revolution always comes from the new generation. I don't care what you do, gang. Just get up and do something.

201--2nd period

All right. I hope your cries of protest and youthful indignation are worth setting to music. Go.

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301--3rd period

"I can't seem to hammer it into you enough. As a sender or a reciever...how do you negotiate the give and take of power in communication?"

[[Portions of CJ's tirade shamelessy taken from College Kids 4-03 The West Wing.]]

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Maia came into the room happily, grinning even broader she saw C.J. was back to C.J. "Good morning." She said very cheerfully and sat down.

"Giving and Taking...." Maia paused to consider "Well is all about keeping the communication open to give it power. If your hearing the other person, really hearing them, not just listening for 'key words' and you want the conversation in your favor; your words will reflect what they are actually saying to you."

"Great Maia, you've done the reading obviously. Do you understand the meaning behind what you've said?"

"Yes Ma'am I do." Maia said smiling.

Phoebe walks in looking a little...well, emo.

She sings a song for CJ about standing up for what you believe in. The song is good, and so is her voice...but the sadness in her voice doesn't match the outrage of the song.

"Thank you Phoebe. Very little fire, but a nice sentiment."

Phoebe smiles faintly, not liking to disappoint CJ, but her mood just doesn't give the fire it had when she wrote the song.

Togusa signed in and simply said that he needed to go to the clinic. "I just don't want to counted as absent. You give power to a person if you do not interact in communication. Said person can take something you have said and turn it against you, to use for thier own argument. It's up to the receiver to keep the power by going back to the basics...being clear and concise."

And he went on to the clinic.

"No problem, Togusa. Let me know when you're better."

Isabel looks much more awake then she did in any of her classes yesterday.

She sings a verse or two about feeling alienated and doesn't blush too badly.

She blinks at Isabel and writes something on her tablet.

"Thank you Isabel."

Lisa's voice makes the Baby Jesus cry, and she looks like she is going to kill someone.

She does have some really angry lyrics that resemble The Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff's Parents Just Don't Understand.

She blinks. A lot. Then smiles as she writes on her tablet.

"Thank you, Lisa."

Shep was somewhat relieved to see his prof back to her former self, but he made a concentrated effort to call her "CJ" and not be so uptight and formal around her.

"You give power by letting people talk and hearing what they say. I mean, think about a military setting. If you're called in by your C.O. you stand there and you STFU, if you know what's good for you, until you're told to talk. At that point the C.O. has given you some power, even if it's just the ability to state that you both have the same understanding of whatever facts are the topic of discussion. If you aren't allowed to say anything, you have no power to control the result of ... well, at that point it's a lecture."

She tries to follow his rambling explanation, but her mind wanders to her ~~omgdirtymorning~~ and she stares at him blankly.

When he gets no reply - no attempt to get him to clarify or a challenge to his position or even an 'okay fine' - Shep looks at CJ, confused. "Are you okay, ma'am?" He bites his lip as the 'ma'am slipped out involuntarily. "I mean, CJ." Yeah, this was gonna be an easy habit to break. *sigh*

Shaking her head, she snaps back to class, her cheeks tinged with red. "I'm sorry, Shep. You were saying? CO?"

Shep looks around wondering if anyone else noticed that CJ had totally flaked. "Commanding Officer. Remember, my last school was a military academy?" He gives her this 'right? Of course you remember this' look.

"Oh. Sure. Right. Yeah...yeah, you make agood point, Shep. Thanks." She blushes just a little at his look, not used to being caught off guard so easily.

Boone smiles at the sight of CJ back to her self, and discreetly places a cup of coffee on her desk, before taking a seat. "Giving and taking is about keeping the channels of communication open, I guess, and make sure you listen to how they're saying it, instead of just what they're saying.

SHe smiles at the coffee and drinks it while he talks. "So you're saying you need to consider non verbal and verbal as part of the message to get the complete picture?"

He nods, "Exactly."

Barbossa stood up and sang his song about the unfairness about life, love, ninjas and principals.

It was remarkably tuneful, if a little bit more twangy than the country stations were currently playing.

"Thank you Barbossa. Sing it backwards and she'll come back to you."

"I'm showing my rebellion by refusing to sing."

She grins at him and writes a note on her tablet. "Did you at least write it up, Belthazor?"

Alanna sang. She could carry a tune, even if the words probably made very little sense since she had no idea what her topic was. Also, she's singing in French.

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