Brick walls are there for a reason...
Sep. 22nd, 2007 03:25 pmI've just spent the better part of the afternoon downloading and watching a file of Dr. Randy Pausch giving a lecture in Carnegie Mellon University's "Journeys" lecture series. The series used to be known, apparently, as the "The Last Lecture," the idea being that this would be the lecture a professor might deliver if said academic had one last opportunity to speak to an audience in a lecture hall before he or she died. All very hypothetical, dontchaknow.
In Dr. Pausch's case, the question is not hypothetical. While he is currently in marvelous physical shape, the tumors in his pancreas and liver will all but certainly kill him within two or three months. As Pausch puts it, he really "nailed the venue" for this lecture.
Paraphrashing Samuel Johnson, when a man knows he will die of cancer in a couple of months, it concentrates his mind wonderfully. That such a man already has a concentrated mind, then, almost makes his lecture seem almost routine in its content and delivery.
And yet, as he finished his lecture, I found myself crying and applauding - involuntarily, in both cases - and while the applause might be explainable in terms of res ipsa loquitur, I am not quite sure of why my eyes were wet.
Is it a way of saying, "Well done!," directed at Pausch? Or are they what I would describe as tears of gratitude, for showing the way?
I don't know, but I feel I have changed.
Cheers...
In Dr. Pausch's case, the question is not hypothetical. While he is currently in marvelous physical shape, the tumors in his pancreas and liver will all but certainly kill him within two or three months. As Pausch puts it, he really "nailed the venue" for this lecture.
Paraphrashing Samuel Johnson, when a man knows he will die of cancer in a couple of months, it concentrates his mind wonderfully. That such a man already has a concentrated mind, then, almost makes his lecture seem almost routine in its content and delivery.
And yet, as he finished his lecture, I found myself crying and applauding - involuntarily, in both cases - and while the applause might be explainable in terms of res ipsa loquitur, I am not quite sure of why my eyes were wet.
Is it a way of saying, "Well done!," directed at Pausch? Or are they what I would describe as tears of gratitude, for showing the way?
I don't know, but I feel I have changed.
Cheers...