Related to the previous post: when I was a sophomore or junior in college, in the late ’60s, I had to take a couple of psychology courses—a social science requirement or something. One of them was something like Psych 102, not the first course but not very far along, either. In an early attempt to harness technology for educational purposes, the lectures were recorded and delivered via what I think was “closed circuit” TV, a term which seems to have disappeared. At any rate the classroom had desks and a TV, but no teacher, and we sat and watched the lectures on TV.
Well, after about 1.6 of those, I thought the hell with this and left.
I never went back to another lecture. I browsed around in the book, thought it looked like pretty simple common-sense stuff, and put it aside. For the rest of the semester I didn’t do anything at all except keep track of when there was going to be a test and go take it. I made a B.
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