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fandomhigh2006-09-03 11:56 pm
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[Media Studies & Communication: Week 1]
[OOC: Roster/Syllabus]
As the students file into the old journalism classroom, those who've been there before would notice that it hasn't changed much. There are the requisite desks fanned out across the room, all facing the head of the class where there is a heavy desk and chair. All along the wall above the desk there are screens, like huge flat panel monitors, that seems to be flickering silently through a variety of mostly news and documentary programs, as well as some commercials, sitcoms, music videos and talk shows.
Their teacher leans on the side of the desk, looking through a folder of papers as everyone finds a seat.
When he glances up, he smiles and takes off his glassesin dramatic fashion. "Good morning, class. Welcome to Media Studies and Communication. I'm Logan Cale - Mr. Cale is fine, really, or Professor if that makes you more comfortable."
Logan puts down the folder and pushes away from the desk to stand in front of the class. "Communication is a vital part of our existence. You guys do it every day, right? You pass each other in the halls, maybe say hello, or stop to talk about last night's radio broadcast." He gestures at the screens behind him. "Mass communication - TV being one example of it - has pretty much the same function.
"It's all about information. The exchange, dissemination, and, sometimes, deliberate modification of it in many different forms - which we then study to see how they work, the pros and cons of each type, and how it all can apply to you specifically.
"Communications and media studies is a pretty mixed bag," he says, and sits on his desk again, picking up a Y-People comic book. "Pretty much anything you can think of, that you can read or watch or-" He puts the comic down and picks up a box labeled Half-Life 2. "-even play on your computer - is a medium for information, and the study of these things involves a bit of intuitive anthropology, psychology, and sociology, but not, I think, anything you guys can't grasp as reasonably intelligent individuals." He grins. "Or at least I hope you guys are, since we might be flying by the seat of our collective pants a bit in this class."
Logan folds his arms, looking at the class. "So, now that we've established that I like to hear myself talk, let's find out who you all are. Tell us your name, place of origin, and, in keeping with, you know, the theme of the class, tell me what your favorite medium of communication is and a little bit of why."
[ooc: I'm on until ungodly hours of the night on PST time and, since I have tomorrow off, will hopefully be up most of the day for whatever you all might want to do. Of course, all you really have to do is sign in.]
As the students file into the old journalism classroom, those who've been there before would notice that it hasn't changed much. There are the requisite desks fanned out across the room, all facing the head of the class where there is a heavy desk and chair. All along the wall above the desk there are screens, like huge flat panel monitors, that seems to be flickering silently through a variety of mostly news and documentary programs, as well as some commercials, sitcoms, music videos and talk shows.
Their teacher leans on the side of the desk, looking through a folder of papers as everyone finds a seat.
When he glances up, he smiles and takes off his glasses
Logan puts down the folder and pushes away from the desk to stand in front of the class. "Communication is a vital part of our existence. You guys do it every day, right? You pass each other in the halls, maybe say hello, or stop to talk about last night's radio broadcast." He gestures at the screens behind him. "Mass communication - TV being one example of it - has pretty much the same function.
"It's all about information. The exchange, dissemination, and, sometimes, deliberate modification of it in many different forms - which we then study to see how they work, the pros and cons of each type, and how it all can apply to you specifically.
"Communications and media studies is a pretty mixed bag," he says, and sits on his desk again, picking up a Y-People comic book. "Pretty much anything you can think of, that you can read or watch or-" He puts the comic down and picks up a box labeled Half-Life 2. "-even play on your computer - is a medium for information, and the study of these things involves a bit of intuitive anthropology, psychology, and sociology, but not, I think, anything you guys can't grasp as reasonably intelligent individuals." He grins. "Or at least I hope you guys are, since we might be flying by the seat of our collective pants a bit in this class."
Logan folds his arms, looking at the class. "So, now that we've established that I like to hear myself talk, let's find out who you all are. Tell us your name, place of origin, and, in keeping with, you know, the theme of the class, tell me what your favorite medium of communication is and a little bit of why."
[ooc: I'm on until ungodly hours of the night on PST time and, since I have tomorrow off, will hopefully be up most of the day for whatever you all might want to do. Of course, all you really have to do is sign in.]
Re: Share with the class.
She leaned, chin on top of mug, and survived the classroom (and her classmates) as the new professor (who was decidedly not Spider, but seemed, well, more journalistic than the last professor somehow) insisted on speak as though the words would actually filtering into her brain. Bwah, no not happening on the first day!
Her thoughts went something like this, "Hmmm, not Spider but the stuff is working. Wonder if he found the freaky smoking cat somewhere to run it all? Oh! There's Jaye, thank the gods, it will be an interesting class! Hamlet too... and, ouch, that guy that isn't Ben. Maybe I can just hide for the rest of term. More seahorses! Yay! Sam... and other Sam... Rory... Jake (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/992731.html?thread=53105115#t53105115) and... ummm, no, that's not right."
At this point that her blood turned cold, because this was journalism. Where there was journalism, there was coffee (usually) and where the two met, there was a Jake and a Krycek. It was a universal fandom rule! It had to be! But today, there sat Jake, prattling on about pointless and insipid things like usual and there was no Krycek. If there was no Krycek then... Something was very seriously wrong which possibly involved sharks and a psychotic Earth-daddy.
D'anna leapt to her feet and fled from the classroom. Coffee and blank notebook left behind on her desk, completely forgot.