Complementary and Alternative Bullshit

I knew it going in -- I had all of the information necessary to make an informed decision before I signed up. The necessary information being that Granny P (or her TA's) cannot write a competent quiz over a couple of pages of readings. That alone should have clued me in to what she could do with 90 pages of weekly readings -- she could damn near build the Taj Mahal out of shit bricks. If you thought she asked about merely 'obscure' facts on her Peutics quizzes, prepare to experiences some Book-of-Revelations-grade asshattery.

As it turns out, she couldn't even find enough testable material in the 90+ (my actual estimate is around 98 or so pages) to write a quiz. I'm not joking either, I even went back and re-parsed the 90 pages with CTRL+F and found zero instances of the topics of SEVERAL questions -- close to two letter grades of material that she didn't even tell me to read about. That's criminal. I read 90 pages and you can't even find 35 questions in them? Qi Gong? Not in the readings. Ayurveda? Sounds like something that, when consumed, gives you diarrhea. Hell, I couldn't even contest them because there's no way for me to see the key to know what I got wrong! Its like being on trial for an unknown crime, and that only happens in third world countries and kinetics. But you know what?



Before I signed up I knew that she was on the "rabbit" end of the throttle of the ass-kicking machine. I'll let you guess who's on the turtle end (hint: tagatose). I knew going in that she either had difficulties writing competent small quizzes, or she delegated it to someone who counts "1, 2, 3, potato." My signing up for this class was informed and consensual. Unsurprisingly, the first quiz was decidedly nonconsensual. It didn't even listen to me saying my safe word: "Please, please, oh god stop" (but only if I say 'please' twice).

Awesome related to how I got my ass kicked and dropped this fucking class: