HIT 1

II HATE my journalism professor. He is a biased , prejudiced, venomous, frustrated ,old, old man. who doesn't like anyone's point of view other than his own narrow minded one.He refuses to listen to facts, he refuses to listen to analysis , his idea of a good journalist is one who is good at poetry n philosophical, spiritual, non sensical, abstract SHIT. does that sound like a good teacher to you? He is always confused , as to what his assignments are, as to what guidelines, timings,, method of evaluation ...Everything. He makes personal remarks all the time, asks students about personal opinions about his other students, uses his advantages of being an OLD fartbag of a teacher to continuously make snide comments with a maddening know it all look on his poisonous toad of a face . He is the King of favoritism and is amazingly open about it. He is basically a failed journalist, who worked for some obscure paper, in some obscure post, and thinks no end of him self. His chest is always so far pushed out with pompous pride , that one day, i feel he will loose his balance and fall backward.He is a mass of contradictions, He keeps praising his daughter to high heavens, hoping we will be inspired , at the same time it would be difficult to find a bigger male chauvinistic pig than him.He says he likes formal presentations, then complains its too boring, he says he like spontaneity, and then complains its too unstructured! In an effort to improve himself, at this late stage , he keeps reading self help books, sometimes i wonder why, because he always seems to know better than the authors. He ALWAYS goes of on looong walks down memory lane. Apparently all his memories have him as some amazing intelligent journalist, who baffles people with his sharp thinking! He might be Deep Throat himself, and he tries to say this with a modest air, but his lips, curled in a yellowing grin as he waddles down the aisle with a smug expression always betray the fact! He tries to brush away his ridiculous comments with a false laugh, which makes him sound wondrously like a beached whale. I could go on for ever, about this pathetic excuse of human kind, who picks on his female students to let out his frustration about his loserly life....... but i shall now end . phew!