In approaching our research projects, I am not nervous in the slightest about the open-endedness of it all. Instead, it excites me. I am thrilled to have the opportunity to do a project for class on anything I want. It's so much better than the other project I'm working on currently - an essay arguing that philosophers are better than sophists. SNORE.
When the projects were first announced, and the rules - or lack of rules - established, I had almost too many ideas. Should we do a movie for the university? A small novel? Should we campaign for Obama by ironically campaigning for Palin? What about writing a song? Didn't the song "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" by Vampire Weekend start out as one of the band member's senior thesis? Am I asking too many rhetorical questions in an assignment for a class that repudiates the use of rhetorical questions?
I have a few ideas swirling around in my head, and one that I'm particularly keen on. (As if I would share it with you so you could steal it.) The challenge now is to force the ideas to settle down and calmly line up against a brick wall, so we can execute them one by one until only one is left alive. And then it's safe to assume that the lone idea will be uncooperative, seeing as all of his friends were just murdered by us, so the really difficult task is to get him to work with us in a friendly manner so that our research project will make everyone else in the class sob when they realize they are inferior.
This is a competition, right?
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