So a lot of sailors, while i was in, were trying to get college degrees as quickly, easily and cheaply as possible.
Some had a plan, some just collected credits.
One of the latter was on my boat and during one offcrew, took an Art Appreciation class given in a classroom over at the training facility.
the first night Jimmy was there, they get to watch this French film. it starts off with this beautiful blond woman coming out of an apartment building. The instructor stops the movie, asks, 'what do you see?'
"A hot babe," Jimmy says.
"No, not quite," the instructor corrects him. "This is not a woman, but she is the typified persona of civilization. her clothes, her hairdo, her jewelry tell us that she is the epitome of our civilized desires."
"Oh." The film goes on. She gets into a sports car, that Jimmy thought looked like an expensive sports car, but learned that it was the zenith of the industrial revolution and its affect upon mankind.
She drives out of the city and through the woods. The roads get smaller and rougher and finally she's slogging through mud. The car bogs down and she gets out. Jimmy thought, "She looks like she needs a man to help her out."
"No, no, she has been failed by the artificial values of post-industrialism."
"Oh."
She takes off her clothes. Jimmy was SURE they were back to a hot, hot, hot babe. Turns out she was rejecting civilization and returning to a nudity that made her even more pure than the pure-white silk dress she had been wearing. A woman in class asked if she was going to reject the bleach in her hair, too. No, that's a feminist distraction.
She wanders through the woods and finds one, single rose. And lays down beside the rose. And the rose stem bends so the flower hovers over her thick pubic hair.
"Okay," Jimmy asks, not willing to say what he's been thinking, as he's been wrong every time so far. "What's the flower symbolize?"
"A great big throbbing dick!" the instructor shrieks, throwing the VCR remote into the corner and stomping out, never to be seen again.
"Dammit," Jimmy swore. "The one time i had it right..."