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October 30th, 2005
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I have a bad feeling all my LJ posts want to start "where was I" at the moment...


Friday was sorting myself out from Mad Thursday. I got up, wrote the ten minute talk for the OU job (how can a ten minute talk take 3 hours to write?) dashed around collecting things together (certificates, clean body, clean hair, suit, make-up, hair clip, job description, application form, groups notes) and left the house just in time to get to the interview for the OU tutoring. Was sceptical about this (the OU job was part three of my three part plan, so from the position of knowing I don't have parts one and two it looks a lot less appealing, and they'd also invited me for interview on my second choice course, not my first) but it was a nice day. There was food and drink, and the people were interesting. A guy who'd done his degree with the OU and now wanted to teach for them, a youngish guy (compsci type) whose face was strangely familiar, and an old guy who had been tutoring for years. Mainly called Dave, with a Steve thrown in for good measure. Felt oddly young and female, but this is my usual role in gatherings. Food nice, everyones talks were good (from golf, to morality*, to arithmatic) and I thought the interview went well. But one can never tell. I won't hear until mid-November at the earliest, and even if I did do brilliently it may be a "yes, we'd love to have you, but we have too many old tutors and not enough students to give you anything to tutor"

Left about an hour later than I'd been hoping to leave, so dashed to publicity subcommittee meeting in my suit. Sadly had moronically got the time of the subcommittee meeting out by half an hour, so dashed back to HHM to try and do some of the publicity stuff I was assigned at the last meeting, in my remaining 60 minutes before this one. I left for the meeting slightly late, only to realise, as the yale lock clicked firmly shut, that my keys were still on the sofa. Damn. This had the annoying side effect of making me even later for the publicity meeting, as I couldn't unlock my bike and had to walk. And to add insult to injury only Alison turned up (and it was at her house, so it would have been hard for her not to. Adam is in America, but Hugh and Annette are not, and some apologies would have been nice...)

Still, the meeting was short and sweet, and we are aware of our own failings. And then I went to relitivititity, for games with IWJ, CEB and angoel, who I hadn't seen in far too long. And they said I could crash at theirs, so I did (not that I slept for long) and in the morning, I went down to Russels to get the spare keys. Then my parents turned up, and were great about "wanting" to go round Sainsburies and get anti-malarials with me... although I do worry my disorganisation and ability to take them forgranted is not good, and I should go out of my way to plan a Nice Day for us...

They left, Mole and miss_next turned up, followed by Jack V. I cooked my stuffed peppers (because I like them :-) ) and a pleasent evening of chat, dinner, games, mead and very nice wine was had. Well, by me at any rate, I daren't speak for "all", but noone walked out or burst into tears or any of the clear signs things arn't working ;-) Susan turned up to get some company, and articulate was played.

And now I am tired. I feel like I haven't stopped for about 3 days. But the phone isn't ringing, nothing needs doing Right Now, and tomorrow is many hours away. Indeed, there is a whole free extra hour. Isn't that bliss?

*The cute example he used was whether it was moral or not to tell a 7 year old Santa didn't exist if they came up to you in the street and asked you. The more I think about this the more I decide that you have to tell them Santa doesn't exist. Parents with young children, stop inviting me round for dinner now :-) Of course, as the older people at the talk pointed out, the correct thing to do is avoid the question, with "what do you think" and "ask your mother"

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From:enismirdal
Date:October 30th, 2005 12:07 am (UTC)
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I've never been entirely convinced that it's either right, kind or fair of a parent to tell their kid Santa exists in the first place. My parents raised me with the general principle of, "It is up to you whether you want to believe in Santa or not", which meant that I never had that dreadful realisation that he was all imaginary - it was more a matter of me becoming increasingly cynical and coming to my own conclusions.

As a result, if a kid came up to me and asked me that, I would be tending towards the sensible, "What do you think?" but if they looked like they seriously had been told their entire life that Santa was real, I would treat the question the same as, "Is evolution all a lie?" - a fallacy I was morally obliged to dispel if the parents were not going to.
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From:cartesiandaemon
Date:October 30th, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
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Agh, morals. I never know here -- it seems obvious that lying to children doesn't do any particualr good, but many obvious things are wrong and children do love stories and benefit from simplified moral tales, etc, etc, so it shouldn't be changed on a whim.

Ducking the question probably works a lot of the time becasue (a) you can't put it back (b) you shouldn't randomly interfere with people if you're not sure but (c) if you know them a bit better I'd hope they'd be skeptical and then I'd love to confirm and praise their thought.
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From:aldabra
Date:October 30th, 2005 10:12 am (UTC)
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Mmmm, I was going to always be factual.

It's *amazing* how once you have a kid you find yourself saying the things that were said to you and doing the things that were done with you, however much you swore you wouldn't. I had no idea how strong the urge towards tradition would be. And besides, reality is so repetitive and dull.

Besides, I've heard the theory that belief in Santa inoculates you against belief in God, and that's fine by me.
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From:Dave Holland [org.uk]
Date:October 31st, 2005 04:52 pm (UTC)
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It hasn't really come up with J and E yet. I think J knows that Father Christmas doesn't exist, if only because all the Father Christmasses in shops/adverts/whatever look different. But we haven't explicitly told him one way or the other.

I like the encouraging-logical-reasoning rationale.
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From:serenasnape
Date:November 1st, 2005 10:55 am (UTC)
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That's what my parents said! Kept me happy :)
From:senji
Date:October 30th, 2005 01:27 pm (UTC)
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What a strange theory.
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From:cartesiandaemon
Date:October 30th, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
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*hug week*

Dinner was good, thank you. And I loved the spontaneous soctratic sketch! :)
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From:miss_next
Date:October 31st, 2005 08:28 am (UTC)
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Yes, that was absolutely inspired - thanks for a great weekend. :-)
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From:catyak
Date:October 30th, 2005 06:33 am (UTC)
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We've never really introduced the concept with Kit so although he's aware of the man in the red suit I don't think he associated the symbolism with someone dispensing presents.

He just got up so I asked him about Santa and got a blank look so I guess he's not aware. I showed him some pictures and he didn't seem to be any more enlightened.

D
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From:claroscuro
Date:October 30th, 2005 08:34 am (UTC)
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Use the Susan StoHelit approach?
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From:sashajwolf
Date:October 30th, 2005 09:02 am (UTC)
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I usually go for the "Yes, but..." option, which entails an involved explanation about St. Nicholas and the communion of saints...
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From:plinthy
Date:October 31st, 2005 10:56 am (UTC)
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The classic response to your morality question is here
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From:keirf
Date:October 31st, 2005 11:14 am (UTC)
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But Santa Claus exists. I met him when I was in Rovaniemi in Lapland a few years ago.

He's a very nice chap - a bit sterner than I though he would be though. And he speaks an awful lot of languages.
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