I can put it off no longer. All the grand delusions I have had lately of writing a blog post to commemorate the 10th anniversary of the Iraq war, a blog post about the International Consortium of Investigative Journalist’s recent release of an unprecedented expose on those who have maintained thousands of offshore bank accounts, a post about the international drug war, or just a blog about my new home, the lavish Anderson Academic Commons – otherwise known as DU’s new library, which opened last month – have come to naught.
It’s not that I’ve lacked inspiration. I’m finding myself regularly uplifted to Sound-of-Music-outburst-esque-levels while sitting in this special spot in the academic commons that offers a panoramic view of the Rockies to my left, and downtown Denver to my right (if you come to visit, or end up studying here, try spending some time in the upper level of the library on a clear night and waiting until the sun sets behind the mountains… absolutely worth the tuition, I’m telling you…). However, I’ve had to admit it: I just need to write a regular old blog post about school, or I won’t write at all. And isn’t that what this blog is supposed to be about anyway?
To be fair, my failure to live up to these mighty aspirations of wordsmithery may have something to do with the fact that I’m in my last quarter of grad school, technically taking 19 rather than the usual 15 credits, thanks to my overlong independent study project on Bahamian trade and development. It could relate to the fact that the student group I’m a part of has been organising a series of 4 events this week on drug policy – specifically, the impact of the legalisation of marijuana in Colorado for the international drug war – for which we’ve flown in a drug expert and member of the UN International Narcotics Control Board to speak, along with panelists that include one of the authors of legislation that led to the legalisation of marijuana in the state of Colorado. It may be connected with my ongoing work for Professor Ilene Grabel, which sees me doing my utmost to keep up with Professor Grabel’s phenomenal pace of academic productivity, as she conceptualises and creates paper after paper on subject matters at the cutting edge of international political economy. Or it could tie in to the fact that I’m also trying to actually enjoy my last couple of months here in the way that any normal person would – that is, by socialising and taking in the Colorado scenery – and therefore find myself just saying yes to leaving the house more often than I have until now.
I’ve also been compiling a major dossier of biographic documentation to submit to the Bahamas government, where it has been suggested I may end up working come July. I’ve been told my skills could be of use in the trade unit, which deals trade promotion, the implementation and negotiation of trade agreements, and a host of other intimidatingly important issues facing The Bahamas. However, that doesn’t preclude having to go through the formal application process, which involves an “everything-but-the-kitchen-sink” application process, to put it mildly.
Whatever the case, time is flying. But whenever things get away from me, there is always something to bring it back: the finitude of my time in Colorado. A reminder me that while I might not be keeping track, someone else is. Case in point: I just received an invitation to my graduation reception (if I decline, can I stay?!), and a notification about what I need to do in order for my scholarship administrator to book my flight home. Meanwhile, as I was prior to my job offer in The Bahamas, all of my friends are indicatively deep in their own job searches, sending out resume after resume, cover letter after cover letter. On a more typically absurd Korbel note, “Spring Formal Fever” has taken over the school, and campaigns to be the Korbel King or Queen at the upcoming and surreal Korbel “spring formal” (otherwise known as “Korbel Prom”) are underway. My take on it is that the amount of effort and thoughtfulness that has gone into these campaigns should be enough to convince any prospective employer that my Korbel compatriots are prepared for employment in any which way they are needed. Our Class of 2013 Facebook page has been blowing up with not only photographic campaign material, but also fully edited (soundtrack and all) homemade attack ads involving those who have entered the race in the run up to Saturday’s prom, showing that not only have we used Facebook as a distraction and social tool par excellence during our time at Korbel, but we’ve truly excelled at it, becoming champions of online tomfoolery. In other words, is it really a waste of time if you get really, really good at it?! (and manage to do so while adeptly juggling an impressive number of ACTUAL adult/”real person” responsibilities). Alas, it’s hard to finds ways to heighten visibility for your prom royalty campaign video during the job application process.
Anyway, I’m not sure if that was really a blog post about “school” but I do know it is bed time. Tomorrow is International Campaign Management, a panel on the drug war, and all the usual stuff. Worth mentioning, I think, is the fact that a coincidental tie-in between these two activities is that my International Campaign Management “professor” aka professional political consultant, Rick Ridder, is currently consulting with the government of Uruguay on their efforts to legalise and monopolise marijuana production in that country. Ridder’s class has so far been chock full of entertaining anecdotes about his escapades as a political sorcerer and communications doctor — attempting to conjure up election campaign victories and/or trying to avert foot-in-mouth crises brought on by political aspirants the world over. A very interesting insight into the science of electoral strategy from a top player in this field, and definitely a worthwhile class for anyone interested in potentially conducting communications-type work for anyone from a politician to an NGO.
Posted on April 12, 2013, in Global Finance Trade and Economic Integration, Josef Korbel School of International Studies and tagged drug war, Josef Korbel School of International Studies, korbel, prom, rick ridder, sound of music, University of Denver. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.