stephan huller

I have a problem with the tie and the shirt in lecture one. He's got a bad look going on - I hate the tie. The shirt is too dark and those buttons on the collar show this shirt isn't supposed to have a tie attached to it. It's like he walked into the room without a tie and then the director grabbed one from an old guy walking around outside the studio and put it on Ehrman. I can't even watch any more because it is so utterly distracting.

I think I will go through and only watch the lectures where his appearance isn't so jarring.

Toto

You can just listen and ignore the picture if you find that distracting. Check out the thumbnails on the youtube page - he looks better around lecture 6.

I wonder if the print of Da Vinci's Last Supper in the background is some sort of ironic comment.

No Robots

It's a code, man. He's in on it. The whole thing.

hjalti

If you want to listen to the real lecture, then just listen to every 5th word.

stephan huller

Yes you're right about the improved fashion sense later on. That Jonathan guy from TV must have been helping him here. I don't understand how someone makes a million part video and then forgets to dress for the occasion. A puppet show would have been less distracting.

gupwalla

While I do not disagree with your assessment -- that look is pretty much the unofficial dress code for college professors.

stephan huller

I know that's why I could never go on in higher education. That bad look coupled with the lack of hygene (my professors never seemed to shower or brush their teeth). It was very distracting. It's bad enough having to kiss someone's ass to get ahead but then an unwashed ass is even worse.

DCHindley

Damn academics in their relentless battle against unrestrained fantasy! :madfist:

BTW, where the hell did you say you attended university? None of my professors stank (well, detectable by smell).

DHC

stephan huller

Toronto. Glendon College it was the bisexuallingual campus of York University. I began as a psychology major and had this horrible husband and wife team in my first year. His name was 'Skippy.' Neither of them bathed at it was hard to tell who was uglier. I was also in love with the head of the department's daughter. It was right out of a book. She was half Swedish/half-Jewish (or she was a Swedish-Jewess I never figured it out). I had skipped a grade so I was terribly immature (even more than now). I went up to her and told her I loved her one day. You can imagine how successfully that went.

By the end I just smoked (Ducados) in the cafeteria with this massive ethnic contingency to avoid going to class. I met my wife there so I got something out of the deal. I was a massive gino (= American guido) back then http://pi.library.yorku.ca/ojs/index...le/15637/14561

DCHindley

My ... was that a ... mullet?

HDC