Dec 2009, 10:37, admin
Classwork

Colorless green ideas sleep furiously.
N. Chomsky

Glorified be the night silence of creative laboratories! Sung be a dim light of a desk lamp, dull flicker of the monitor! Rejoice delicate touch of muses that fly down to a researcher, writer, translator, hacker at the hour when the rest of the world filled with those miserable folks who work from eight to five sleep peacefully, not knowing about the joy of creative endeavors!
Homework attracts muses. They are supposed to sneak, unnoticed, into the shrine of a creative personality through ventilation ducts and cracks in window frames.
Wind wails in the ventilation conduit, cold drift comes through the window frames. Muses, though, are not in abundance. The green ideas are turning more and more colorless. They do sleep, but no more furiously, but miserbly, with their mouths open and moan. Finger timidly touches the Delete key.
New ideas are needed. A thought confined within a separate mind needs an inflow of fresh air from outside. The home work has exhausted itself.
We need exchange of opinions, dialogs with the like – the thinking, searching, unindifferent. We need the atmosphere of solution search and idea generation in a wide range of fields – from linguistic problems to the status of the translation market, from language response to social and economic realities to technical aspects of modern linguistics.
Classwork is needed for those longing to make their work classy.