#graduated from Purdue University

[lboogie1906]

Dr. Dolores Cooper Shockley (April 21, 1930 - October 10, 2020) was the first African American woman in the US to earn a Ph.D. in Pharmacology. She was the first African American to earn a Ph.D. from Purdue University. She was born in Clarksdale, Mississippi to a successful family of professionals. She was inspired to become a pharmacist because the segregated Clarksdale Black community lacked a pharmacy.

She attended an out-of-town private Presbyterian school to take the chemistry classes she needed to earn an advanced degree in science. She earned a BS in Pharmacy from Xavier University. Having been accepted into eight graduate schools, she chose to continue her studies at Purdue University. She received a Fulbright Fellowship to the Pharmacology Institute in Copenhagen which allowed her to hone her research skills.

She returned to the US after that two-year fellowship and began her career in research and teaching as an assistant professor at Meharry Medical College. She was a visiting professor at Einstein College of Medicine in New York. She married William Shockley, a microbiologist, and they raised four children. She balanced her demanding research and teaching schedule with her family life and earned a promotion to full professor. She was appointed chair of the Department of Pharmacology at Meharry, making her the first Black woman to chair a pharmacology department in the US.

Her research has focused on chemical compounds that could be used to treat stimulant dependency and overdose. She has researched how the brain responds to cocaine. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #alphakappaalpha

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Aaron Sibarium

Published: May 14, 2024

In dissertation titled 'Cite a Sista,' Tracie Jones-Barrett stole an entire passage on 'ethical considerations' from her classmate

In June 2021, a year into the cultural aftershocks of George Floyd's death, the Massachusetts Institute of Technology set out to meet the moment, as so many other schools had, by hiring more diversity officers.

MIT welcomed six new deans of diversity, equity, and inclusion, one for each of the institute's main schools, as part of a "DEI Strategic Action Plan" launched the previous year. Aimed at boosting the representation of women and minorities, in part by developing DEI criteria for staff performance reviews, the plan pledged to "make equity central" to the university "while ensuring the highest standards of excellence."

But according to a 71-page complaint filed with the university on Saturday, at least two of the six DEI officials may not be living up to those standards. The complaint alleges that Tracie Jones-Barrett and Alana Anderson are serial plagiarists, copying entire pages of text without attribution and riding roughshod over MIT's academic integrity policies.

In her 2023 dissertation titled "Cite a Sista," which explored how black women in the Ivy League "make meaning of thriving," Jones-Barrett, MIT’s deputy "equity officer," lifts a whole section on "ethical considerations" from Emmitt Wyche III, her classmate in Northeastern University's Graduate School of Education, without any sort of citation.

The section is one of several long passages taken from Wyche's 2020 thesis, "Boyz in the Hoods: (Re) Defining the Narratives of Black Male Doctoral Degree Completers," which does not appear in Jones-Barrett's bibliography. Wyche and Jones-Barrett did not respond to requests for comment.

Anderson, who served as the diversity czar for MIT's computer science college until last year, when she left to become Boston Beer Company's inclusion and belonging program manager, likewise copied copious material from other scholars. Her 2017 dissertation, "#BLACKONCAMPUS: A Critical Examination of Racial and Gender Performances of Black College Women on Social Media," lifts over a page of material from Mark Chae, a professor of counseling at Pillar College, who is not cited anywhere in her dissertation.

"It would have been nice to at least get a citation!" Chae told the Washington Free Beacon in an email. "Anderson seems quite comfortable in taking credit for large portions of another writer's scholarly work."

Anderson, who held DEI posts at Boston University and Babson College before coming to MIT, lifts another long passage from Jarvis Givens, a professor at the Harvard Graduate School of Education, without an in-text citation. The omissions appear to violate MIT's plagiarism policy, which states that scholars must cite their sources any time they "use the words, ideas, or phrasing of another person."

MIT did not respond to multiple requests for comment.

In total, the two diversity deans lifted about 10 full pages of material without attribution, according to the complaint, as well as dozens of shorter passages sprinkled throughout their theses.

Like former Harvard University president Claudine Gay, who resigned in January amid her own plagiarism scandal, Anderson even stole language from another scholar's acknowledgments, copying phrases and sentences used by Khalilah Shabazz, now a diversity official at Indiana University-Purdue University Indianapolis, to thank her dissertation advisers.

Anderson's acknowledgments contain several typos not seen in Shabbaz's, including missing words and commas and a lack of subject-verb agreement.

Givens and Shabbaz did not respond to requests for comment. Anderson, who received her Ph.D. from Boston College's school of education, did not respond to a request for comment. Boston Beer Company did not respond to a request for comment.

Saturday's complaint, which was submitted to Boston College and Northeastern University alongside MIT, is the latest in a string of plagiarism allegations against campus diversity officials. Since Gay's resignation, DEI officers at Harvard, Columbia, the University of Wisconsin-Madison, and the University of California, Los Angeles, have been accused of research misconduct. Some, such as Columbia medical school's Alade McKen and UCLA medical school's Natalie Perry, copied pages of material from various sources—including Wikipedia—while others passed off old studies as new work.

The accused administrators have not been publicly sanctioned by their universities, which have either declined to comment on the allegations or issued statements in support of the officials. The complaint against Anderson and Jones-Barrett may be harder for MIT to brush aside, however, given the school's high-profile efforts to distance itself from DEI in the post-October 7 era.

The institute said this month that it would no longer require diversity statements from candidates applying to faculty positions, making it the first elite university to jettison the practice. It also led the way in restoring SAT requirements after many colleges went test-optional in an effort to boost diversity.

The pushback has come largely from MIT faculty and been driven, in part, by a sense that DEI programs excuse and even encourage anti-Semitism. An April article in MIT's faculty newsletter noted that an event on "Jewish inclusion" had whitewashed the rhetoric of the school's pro-Palestinian protesters, who have occupied campus buildings, called for "Intifada revolution," and allegedly chanted "death to Zionists."

"Jewish students," a blurb for the DEI event read, "are encountering much of the same discomfort that other minorities face on campus and in the world, in that they don't feel heard or acknowledged."

The two dissertations at issue are strikingly derivative, cobbled together from classmates, online sources, and even a book's dust jacket, and at times read like replicas of their unattributed source material.

Jones-Barrett's summary of her dissertation, for example, is nearly identical to the summary Wyche provides of his own. Both papers use "semi-structured interviews" to "gather insights" from black graduates of Ph.D. programs about their "subjective experiences" of "meaning-making," or, as Wyche misspells it, "mean-making." The primary difference is that Wyche's study deals with black men, while Jones-Barrett's deals with black women.

"This study, the first of its kind[,] uses Black Feminist Thought as a framework to explore and investigate how Black women at Ivy League graduate schools of education make meaning of thriving," reads the first sentence of Jones-Barrett's dissertation, which is missing a comma. "There are limited studies that center the voices of Black women at Ivy League graduate schools and there are no studies that look specifically at Ivy League graduate schools of education."

Jones-Barrett, who has taught courses at Harvard Extension School and was initially hired as the assistant dean of diversity, equity, and inclusion for MIT's humanities school, also poached a passage on "potential research bias" from Wyche—now a DEI consultant who describes himself on LinkedIn as a "status quo disrupter"—which asserts that "it is nearly impossible for the researcher to isolate their experiences from the investigative process."

He's not the only classmate Jones-Barrett appears to have plagiarized: On the first page of her dissertation, she lifts an entire paragraph from Scott Fitzsimmons, who earned his Ph.D. in education from Northeastern in 2021, without attribution, swapping out "rural EMS leaders" for "Black women in graduate programs." Fitzsimmons declined to comment.

Anderson, meanwhile, lifts several paragraphs from a 2016 ThinkProgress article about her alma mater, Boston College, from which some of her study's interview subjects were drawn. That plagiarism undercuts her effort to prevent the school, to which she refers with a pseudonym, from being identified—a possible violation of the study's consent form, which promised participants that no "identifying information" would be disclosed.

Boston College and Northeastern University did not to requests for comment.

Anderson—who runs her own consultancy that offers "scientifically-based" DEI programming—also borrows three sentences from the dust jacket of Ebony and Ivy, a 2013 book by MIT historian Craig Wilder, who is only cited in one of the sentences and whose words do not appear in quotation marks.

Like many of the authors plagiarized by Gay, Wilder defended Anderson's decision to copy his work, writing in an email that he didn't think a citation was necessary.

"I cannot imagine why anyone would cite a dust jacket, nor do I see the urgency of criminalizing the failure to do so," Wilder told the Free Beacon. "I'm honored," he added, when other scholars "find inspiration from my publications."

==

It's safest to assume all DEI apparatchiks and commissars are plagiarists, frauds and liars until proven otherwise.

[beardedmrbean]

Elise Stefanik’s viral line of questioning of an elite trio of university presidents last week over how to respond to calls for the genocide of Jews didn’t just spark bipartisan outrage and lead to a high-profile resignation. It settled a personal score the congresswoman had with her alma mater, which had all but disowned her in the wake of Jan. 6.

Back then, in 2021, the dean of Harvard University’s school of government said the New York congresswoman’s comments about voter fraud in the 2020 presidential election had “no basis in evidence,” and the Harvard Institute of Politics removed Stefanik from its senior advisory committee. Stefanik at the time criticized what she described as “the ivory tower’s march toward a monoculture of like-minded, intolerant liberal views.”

Now, Stefanik’s high-profile turn assailing the presidents of Harvard, MIT and the University of Pennsylvania is a real threat to those institutions. Penn president Liz Magill resigned in the wake of her testimony on Saturday, and Stefanik has made it clear she expects more: “One down. Two to go,” she posted to X, formerly known as Twitter.

More than achieving vindication, Stefanik opened a new front in the culture wars — all while scrambling the Democratic Party’s traditional coalition of well-educated voters and their institutions of higher education.

Mitch Daniels, the retired former president of Purdue University and a former Republican governor of Indiana, called it “higher ed’s Bud Light moment” — referring to the beermaker’s divisive ad campaign featuring a transgender influencer — “when people who hang out with only people who adhere to what has become prevailing and dominant ideologies on campuses and suddenly discover there’s a world of people out there who disagrees.”

Republicans, of course, have been the loudest voices defending Stefanik. Daniels, who has also testified before hostile lawmakers on behalf of his university, mocked that the administrators Stefanik questioned retained the white-shoe law firm WilmerHale to prepare.

“Were they unprepared?” Daniels said in an interview. “Yes, they were unprepared by a lifetime of being cloistered in an ideological bubble and groupthink.”

Speaking at an event Monday, Virginia Gov. Glenn Youngkin, a graduate of Harvard Business School, told Bloomberg the contentious exchange on Capitol Hill marked a “cultural moment.” He added: “There is a tipping point, and we have to be clear on where that tipping point is. And extermination speech is clearly on the wrong side of that tipping point.”

But it is the movement against the university presidents from a chorus of Democrats that suggests a possible realignment of a traditional political alliance, one that could see bipartisan pushback against the elitism of the ivory tower.

“The president believes strongly that this is a moment to put your foot down and to ensure we have moral clarity,” White House spokesperson Andrew Bates said during a gaggle on Monday, as President Joe Biden headed to Pennsylvania for an unrelated event.

Josh Shapiro, the high-profile Jewish Democratic governor of Pennsylvania, called for Magill’s ouster.

Rep. Jake Auchincloss, a Massachusetts Democrat and an alum of both Harvard and MIT, said it’s “too soon to tell” whether the bipartisan backlash would become an issue in next year’s election. He attributed the larger cultural conflict to a “tension between individualism and identitarianism.”

“It’s fundamentally about hypocrisy,” said Auchincloss, whose great-grandparents fled the pogroms, emigrating to the U.S. around World War I. “And, at least for me, what I reacted to viscerally from the testimony was particularly Harvard, which has an abysmal track record on championing and incubating free and open speech — now, [they’re] into the First Amendment, when it’s about antisemitism? That was more striking to me.”

On the presidential campaign trail, the issue was finding new life.

“Finally, the veil has been lifted on the ugly underbelly of what’s going on in our culture, including in our universities and our educational institutions,” Vivek Ramaswamy, the biotech entrepreneur who authored “Woke, Inc.,” the 2021 book that railed against social justice, told POLITICO.

Prior to last week’s hearing, many candidates, including Ramaswamy, had largely relegated talk of wokeness to the back burner after finding it did not resonate with primary voters.

But that has changed for now, and Ramaswamy welcomed the new discourse. He called on universities to rewrite their speech codes to include antisemitism and said university presidents should be fired not just for their testimony, but for failing to “actually embrace free speech and open expression, embrace the true purpose of seeking knowledge as opposed to indoctrination.”

At least for now, Stefanik’s criticism has wrenched open whole lines of attack in the campaign.

“I’m gratified that I think people have opened their minds on both sides to the arguments that I was making back then,” Ramaswamy said.

[skippyv20]

Why so angry? NYTs OP ED author info. Hi Skippy & Friends-Pilgrim here with some info on this highly opinionated writer who IMO is not a student of history. Instead, she finds it easier to eloquently state, in perfect grammar, big fabrications to fit her very angry drift. Talk about “influencer” of the day! Roxane Gay is from Omaha, NE, born in 1974 and is of Haitian descent in a well off family who supported her through college and paid her rent until she was 30. She was a high school student at the prestigious Phillips Exeter Academy in NH; undergraduate for a while at Yale; graduate from Vermont College; a master’s from Univ of Nebraska-Lincoln; PhD from Michigan Tech. University; finally becoming a professor at Purdue and visiting prof at Yale.

She is 6'3" and obviously has a very big health problem. This photo was taken at U.S.C. Oct, 16, 2021. In 2018, she revealed she had a sleeve gastrectomy which helps one lose weight.

She is bisexual and is married to writer Debbie Millman.

She is a favorite award winner for her edgy subject matter. In May of 2019, Gay and Medium media launched Gay Magazine. The list of her writing and editorial projects is long. That is why, as I was trying to slog thru the obnoxious Op Ed from the New York Times, I was shocked to see her highly educated background.

We learned when PinEvil produced her Op Ed on her so-called miscarriage these are PAID for pieces. They are on the opposite page of their Editorial page and are up for grab$$$.

What is sad is she seems to be really intelligent. How she was swayed by the Harkles is a big question. Are they part of this community? There have been hints about both of the Harkles over the years for their leanings/preferences.

So tired of the Harkles media onslaught while there was a whisper they are off yachting in the Bahamas presumably for some R & R after all their hard work.

Wonder how the daily press reviews are received out there…choppy conditions? Chilly off-shore breeze?

Thank you for researching her for us!  Interesting ❤️

[rosebud-rosebud]

On a crisp autumn morning, Caspar Scott-Purdue graduates with Honours from UBrite's Distinguished Literature & Language program!

(now remind me not even to look at university again for at least another two gens).

[connorbexley]

ꕀ ᐝ 𖠳   chris evans, cis man, he & him 𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ  ‷ heads up ; if you hear WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS by GREEN DAY blaring, it’s most likely CONNOR BEXLEY making their way down the shore ! they’re 39 years old and celebrate their birthday on 01/16 - i knew they were a/an CAPRICORN ! especially since they’re very CARING and CYNICAL. they are from CAPE MAY, NJ, staying in CAPE MAY POINT and are currently working as an AIRLINE PILOT, here at the cape. they always did remind me of the whimsical and surreal sensation of being above the clouds, the sound of his sister's voice, long walks with his dog.‷ { ana, 27, she/her, gmt+6, none }

o1. stats

NAME: connor alexander bexley

GENDER: cis man

PLACE OF BIRTH: boston, massachussetts

DATE OF BIRTH: january 16, 1984

AGE: thirty-nine

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual

OCCUPATION: airline pilot

o2. biography

triggers: parental death, car crash

Cape May was a dream within a dream. Children born there could count themselves truly lucky, but to Connor Bexley, it felt like a cloister. So close to many exciting places yet so far away.

The Bexleys moved to Cape May when Connor was two; his father, a surgeon, had grown tired of living in a rowdy city like Boston, and moving to a coastal town felt like an early retirement for him and his wife.

Unfortunately for them, it happened that Connor was a restless sort and had no interest in living a serene and dull life. And so, he took every chance to leave town, whether it was spending the summer with his grandparents in Maine, joining the UN Model just for the yearly visit to the UN headquarters in New York, or becoming a volunteer for two months abroad.

His desire to run away grew so much that his parents began to wonder why their son wanted to be away from them so badly? Where had they gone wrong? It took them a few years to understand that they weren't the problem.

His passion for aviation was born when his grandfather gifted him a Pan Am model plane for his birthday. From that day on, the flight became his favorite part of the annual family vacation. Staring out the window, completely fascinated with the clouds and the movements of the plane. What else could he ask for? His future was set, and no one could make him change his mind.

For the next years, Connor readied himself to become a pilot. He read every possible book, watched every documentary. The theory wasn't a problem; all he needed was a plane to learn how to fly it, and then he'd be out of Cape May.

Just a few weeks after he graduated high school, Connor packed his bags and drove all the way to Indiana where he would major in aviation management. Purdue University was an absolutely idyllic place, a cluster of stone buildings that looked like they'd been there for centuries.

The next four years flew by, but not fast enough for Connor, who had been training and compiling flight hours in his free time. Months before his college graduation, he obtained his FAA license, and so he moved to New York City where he started working on the ramp at the JFK Airport. Eventually, he was accepted into a program with an airline that helped him become a commercial pilot.

While his professional life kept on thriving, Connor neglected his personal life. That all changed when he met a young woman at an airport bar, and just like most things in Connor's life, everything fell into place after that.

One date led to another, and in what seemed like a blink of an eye, two years had gone by, and they were exchanging vows in a private ceremony, just the two of them.

With his head up in the clouds, Connor was oblivious to many things happening in his marriage. Everything was perfect in his head, but the reality was much different. One evening he arrived home after a week away in Europe, only to find the house half empty. She'd taken all her stuff, and now she was nowhere to be found; the only clue she left behind was a note that read ‘Don't try to find me.’ A few weeks later, the divorce papers arrived, and that was the last time he heard of her.

Like in every tough situation, Connor found comfort in his job. He took more flight hours and tried to spend as much time as he could abroad. Random hookups became normal to him, and when he wasn't spending the night with a woman he'd met that same night, he was planning his next flight. That lifestyle carried on for a couple of years until one call changed it all.

His younger sister was on the other line, and even to this day, the call feels like a blur. It was a car accident, both of his parents had perished before the paramedics arrived. He called off his next flight and boarded the next plane to New Jersey.

The next few days were surreal; he wanted to feel angry, sad, upset, but all he felt was a big nothing which was far more unsettling.

After that, he took a leave from work and made the choice to stay in Cape May to be with his sister who just graduated from college. He still flies from time to time but only for private clients. Right now he doesn't know how long he will stay in town, but all he can do now is learn how to love the place where he grew up.

o4. plot ideas

Sister: Connor has a sister who is sixteen years younger than him. He is very overprotective of her, and they share a close bond. She just graduated from university.

Ex-wife: Connor was previously married, but she left him due to his excessive focus on work. They were together for a few years before parting ways.

Childhood friends: Growing up in Cape May, Connor developed lasting friendships with some of his classmates and childhood neighbors.

High school sweetheart: During his high school years, Connor had a significant relationship with someone special. However, they broke up when he left for college, as he believed he wouldn't return.

Enemies turned frenemies: Connor's behavior in high school wasn't the best, and he might have made some enemies. Over time, some of those enemies might have become more like frenemies, with complex feelings toward each other.

[hauntedbythefanficsofmypast]

Backburner Accident

One Chapter Two

Stan was used to being pushed to the back, he did his best to never take it to heart, but sometimes, sometimes it really hurt.

Like now.

Watching his two best friends drive away from their shit little home town.

He tried to rationalize and push the pain away, but he knew it wasn’t that easy. It hadn’t been easy to watch people drive away, especially since the last time he did was when Shelly left for college. It was supposed to be a quick drop off, Shelly and Sharon were going together so they could have some girl time. 

“Bonding before my little girl leaves me for good.”

Stan didn’t think anything of it, he hugged his mom, got a kiss on the head and had a brief stare off with his sister before she pulled him into a hug, and really that should’ve tipped him off. Shelly and him didn’t have a huggy relationship, more of a ‘I’ll set you on fire for fun, but if someone else does their dead.’ relationship. So to hug him was out of the question, but he just chalked it up to a rare moment of sibling love. 

Randy of course ruined the whole goodbye, he was not only half drunk but also extremely high. Instead of a touching father and daughter goodbye he received a kick to the balls when he told her to promote the family weed farm at every party. Stan just signed sadly before telling them to drive safely, waving them off before helping Randy into the house after the van disappeared.

He wasn’t worried until five days passed and he still hadn’t heard from his mom or sister. He called them each multiple times and even went to his dad panicking as Sharon rarely left him without answering the phone. Randy just waved him off mumbling that they were probably just partying it up. It took a couple more nights until Stan broke down and called the Purdue University’s Police departments non-emergency line. Apologizing profusely while explaining that his sister was set to start there that week but he hadn’t heard from her or their mom for over a week since they left.

The cop was very understanding and told Stan that Shelly Marsh had arrived safe. She promised they’d reach out to his sister and have her contact him. Stan thanked her profusely trying to hold back tears knowing his sister was safe. It was three days later when Shelly finally called him. Stan was mad, and wanted to scream at her but he just choked back a sob telling her how worried he’d been. Of everything he was expecting to hear it wasn't his sister sobbing softly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry Stan. Mom isn’t coming back to South Park, she is sending Randy the divorce papers soon.”

“What about me?”

Shelly’s silence was deafening and soon Stan was crying at the realization his mom was abandoning him with Randy.

“No. No please no don’t please don’t leave me here. Shelly I-please.”

He begged sobbing into the phone as his sister started crying with him. It took a few minutes before they both were silent just sitting and listening to the other try and catch their breath.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, she wouldn’t tell me. She has a house here already, told me she’d stay here until I graduated. After a while she told me to stop asking about you.”

“I’m going to call her, and I won't stop till she answers that damn phone and tells me why.”

“Okay.”

“Keep in contact with me?”

“As if you could ever actually escape me you little turd.”

“Bye Shelly.”

“Bye Stan.”

Stan called and called Sharon until she finally answered, and he didn’t even know what to say. What do you say to your mother, that just abandoned you with your trashcan of a father.

“Stanley, this needs to stop. Stop calling me.” Sharon said the usual warmth and love that her voice held dampened. Stan huffed holding back tears and a few curse words.

“Stop calling? How about you call me and tell me you’re safe? How about you call me and tell me "’hey son sorry but I’m never coming back!’ What the hell is going on mom?”

“I think it's obvious Stanley.” Stan couldn’t hold back the sob anymore as he broke down crying.

“Don’t leave me, please don’t leave me mom I need you.” Sharon sighed on the other end of the phone, tired and disappointed causing Stan to cry more.

“Honestly Stanley, you’re too much like your father. I need to think about me, my mental health. I can't stop myself from leaving when you’re turning out to be just like your father.” Stan felt like everything froze when she uttered those words.

‘Too much like your father.’

Stuck on repeat as he tried to find the words to tell his mom that she was wrong and he was nothing like Randy.

“M-mom please..”

“No Stanley, this is it. I’m done and I’m never coming back to South Park, I left with the only kid that took after me. I’ve already signed away all my parental rights for you to your father. Goodbye Stanley.”

The line went silent and Stan was frozen, tears falling slowly and with shaking hands he quickly redialed her number only to be met with an automated message.

“The caller you are trying to reach is unavailable or has a voicemail box that is not set up, please try again later.”

Stan tried calling Sharon four more times before he gave up and just sat on his bed breaking down completely. Body wracked with sobs he couldn’t stop and he begged to wake up from this new nightmare of his. After a while Randy stood in the doorway drinking a bear and staring out the window.

“So you finally found out?”

Randy offered no words of encouragement as his son was having a breakdown; he just stood there drinking his beer and staring out the window. Stan called down after a few minutes, before he calmly stood up and grabbed his charger, shoving it in his jeans pocket. Randy’s attention finally shifted to his son who walked towards him and out the door down the stairs.

“Finally stopped crying over that bitch? Good, shouldn’t waste your time over someone that can’t see that everything I’ve done has been to better this family. Besides, we don't need her and she obviously doesn’t care, told me she wouldn’t even fight for you or the farm if I gave her an easy divorce. Bet she would’ve fought if she knew about the money I make as Lorde. God what a bitch.”

Stan balled his fist as more tears began to fall, he quickly pulled his jacket on and yanked his hat off the rack. He didn’t put it on as he opened the door and just walked out ignoring Randy calling out wondering where he was going.

The fifthteen minute walk felt like hours as he was stuck alone with his thoughts but in no time he was in front of his Aunt’s house ringing the doorbell. Thomas opened the door and only had to look at him for a second before he yelled for Aunt Laura to hurry from the kitchen. He pulled Stan into the house pulling him into a half hug rubbing his nephews back as he closed the door. 

Laura hurried out of the kitchen confusion clear until she saw Stan who was crying full force again. 

“Oh Stan sweetheart, what's wrong? What happened, did my stupid brother do something?”

Stan sobbed, his breathing erratic as he tried to form a sentence and only managed to stumble forward, pulling his aunt into a tight hug hiding his face on her shoulder.

“Auntie! Auntie, I-I, shes-moms.” He mumbled out shoulders shaking as he couldn’t get it out. Laura shushed him as she ran her fingers through his hair, one arm wrapped around him rubbing his back.

“It's okay, it's okay. Just breath sweetheart, just breath, I’m right here. Auntie is right here sweetheart and I’ve got you. Just let it out.”

Craig and Tricia peaked out of the kitchen looking at their parents before Craig made the decision to distract his sister.

“Come on Tricia, let's make hot chocolate for everyone. Let mom and dad take care of Stan.”

Laura led Stan over to the couch and sat down with him. She whispered words of comfort as she hugged him tightly and Thomas stood nearby worried for his young nephew and not wanting to leave them alone.

“She's not coming back, Auntie.” He whispered after a while, pulling away and sitting up to look her in the eye. “She said she's done, and I’m too much like Randy so she doesn’t, she doesn’t want me.” Laura’s heartbroke as she accepted a tissue from Thomas gently wiping Stan’s face.

“Oh sweetheart, you after nothing like my idiot brother. The only thing you share with him is your looks, I have watched both of you grow Stan. I promise you, you are nothing like him.” She cupped his face in her hands, rubbing his cheeks softly. “For one Randy is self centered and only thinks of himself, while we can all have our moment of self centeredness, you have done your best to grow past that and think of others. Second at your age my brother was already heavily drinking, and no I’m not stupid I was a teen once too, I know you drink but I also know you only drink at parties. Third Randy is, too state it clearly, fucking stupid and I have seen your report card, its not all A’s but you are very far from dumb.” Stan sniffled softly, reaching up and squeezing her hand with a watery smile.

“Thanks Auntie, it just hurts, she abandoned me with him. What am I going to do?”

“You’re going to prove her wrong, Stan. You are going to go on and graduate high school, then you’ll move on to college and you will prove Sharon that you are not Randy. You are going to live the wonderful life you deserve and she will have to suffer knowing she’ll never be a part of that life again.” Thomas moved forward placing a hand on Stan’s head ruffling his head lovingly.

“And we will be with you every step of the way, because there is no way in hell we are leaving our nephew alone with Randy of all people.” Stan laughed softly looking up at him with a soft smile.

“Thanks Uncle Thomas, I’m sorry I barged in, I just didn’t know where else to go. Uncle Jimbo might’ve known she was leaving and that thought made me not want to go to him.” Laura smiled softly as she stood up, stuffing the tissue into a pocket of her apron. Thomas wrapped an arm around his neck pulling him into a brief hug, as his wife kissed Stan’s forehead. Tricia bounced into the room carrying two cups of hot chocolate, Craig following after her looking annoyed with having to be there.

“Sweetheart, you are always welcome here no matter what. Even if you rob a bank and need a place to hide!” Thomas snorted letting go of him and accepting a hot chocolate from Craig while Tricia headed straight to her favorite cousin.

“Stan! Stan! Craig said you were feeling down so we had to make hot chocolate for you! So I made yours extra special with marshmallows and whipped cream!” She held the cup out to Stan with a bright grin that Stan returned with a warm smile. He accepted the cup before patting the spot besides him.and Tricia eagerly sat next to him.

“Thanks Tricia, this is just what I needed. Thank you too, asshole.” He teased looking at his cousin who rolled his eyes, flipping him off.

“Don’t mention it dumbass, seriously don't, can’t have people thinking I care about you.”

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[thewritersaddictions]

Request: Eddie Munson- All for you

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Pov: Chrissy

Warnings: fluff, proposing, marriage, college, education Eddie

Summary- How much more special could graduation get? With Eddie around let's see.

WC- 3.1k

A/n- @firefly-graphics for dividers

Strangers Things Master List // The Adult Master List //Request Master List

College was the only way of getting out of Hawkins, and honestly away from the rotten people the town had become over the past few years. After the town went on a stampede of trying to find Eddie due to their irrational fear of what the big bad dungeon and dragons will do to their small town.

I thought for the longest time that people in this town were strong people, but being with Eddie I had learned the only thing that these people were was scared and tired. Scared of growing, and becoming something different. Newer and better but Hawkins wasn't about that.

Once I was able to get out of that small town I was out with Eddie trailing behind me. We packed up our lives and went for a drive down to Purdue university. The van was packed with a mixture of our stuff. Wayne had been nice enough to give us a bonus of sorts to start our new better lives in our new apartment. Eddies records and my books were packed in the same box.

"You sure you wanna move out here Chrissy?" Eddie questioned me as we started to drive out of Hawkins. All I could do was stare at him, I had thought about moving for a long time. Moving away from the town, the horror shows that Hawkins had turned into for the past few years.

"I'm more than positive I wanna get away from the dull life of the Hawkins people. You never have to question me about this choice Eds" I answered. He smiled back over at me we drove in comfortable silence the rest of the way. Music played and we played a little bit of seeing if we could find different license plates, but the rest of the ride was good.

A fresh new start, to a hopeful and better future. You see Eds and I had never really left Hawkins if you don't count going into the upside down. So the bigger city that was our new home was a site to see. Large buildings were high above you and a busy street filled with new faces, some old and some young. A great mixture of what was to become our new lives. Something I don't doubt Eddie was thrilled about in his way. Not only was this a new start for me away from my parents and my ex, but this was something better for Eddie.

The rumors that had been floating around Eddie were becoming more and more like fantasy that people were pulling from their asses. Now I won't lie before Eddie and I got together I might have listened in and thought that I would never get together with someone who plays D&D, smokes weed because you can practically smell it off of him, and who plays in a rock band. Thoses were just things that weren't on my list of who I thought I'd end up with one day.

Jason was though, he was everything a teenage girl could dream of having. A football star, the guy every girl wanted at your high school, and the guy that every boy wanted to be. It was perfect.. on the outside. To everyone else, our relationship was the most solid thing that Hawkins had, but internally it was crumbling like a boat with too many holes letting too much water in. We were sinking and there was no fixing something that was bound to break anyways.

Eds had honestly saved me the heartbreak, the day I asked for some weed it seemed as if all my problems drifted away when I was with Eddie. He wasn't like Jason where the real horror show was the demanding way he threw me around, and the bruises he would leave on my skin. Being with Eddie alone, sitting at the picnic table it was serenity all around.

I think that's how we ended up here. Living together Eds worked so I could go to college. A girl and a guy just living life. Now it got even better, today was my graduation. Four tireless years of performing at the top level. Getting through long and hard courses. The sleepless nights, the worried looks of anticipation after every test. The nights were Eds would take me out to congratulate me on another year, or another required class completed towards my degree.

I couldn't have asked for a better man than Eddie Munson. He loved me when I was cruel and mean because of the endless papers I had to write, or the tired and constantly yawning. He had put up with everything when it came to me. BUt now here we were at yet another ending to another chapter of our lives this time my graduation.

I had woken up early that morning Eddie was still at work and would probably miss my graduation but I didn;t mind that Eddie had worked pretty much the entire time I was at school. He'd do the third shift and come home early in the morning tired and worn out. I'd never be mad at him for missing something even if it meant something to me. Like this did.

"Eds I have my graduation today." I said as he walked in through the apartment door. "Oh shit, okay let me go change real quick." He said as he set down his keys in the bowl. I try to stop him before he walked into the bedroom. "Eds." I said following behind him. "Chrissy honey you need to get going if you don't wanna miss getting a good parking spot." Eddie said has he undid his tie, and the buttons on his shirt.

I looked over at the clock. 5:45 am it read. I could still leave here at six and get there for a good parking spot. "Eds, it's okay if you can't make it I know you're tired and are over worked right now. I promise I'll be okay it's a graduation." I say trying to make the filtering man infront of me stop his movements.

"I want to be there darling, now you go before you forget something and end up having to turn back around for it. I'll be there I promise." Eddie said taking the moment to come closer to me and kiss a to my temple before shoving me out of the room with a smack to my ass.

I turned around and made sure I had what I needed, my purse with my phone, my wallet, and my keys. With my cap and gown in my hand. I walked out the door yelling out to Eddie. "Love you." I walked down to the car, and took a deep breath when I entered. I was graduating if my parents were there or not, I was graduating If Eddie accidently fell asleep and missed it. I was doing it all my byself regardless if anyone showed up to watch me cross the stage with my degree in my hand.

I stopped my my local coffee shop and grabbed a double shot of expersso. With it being early in the morning there was no way I was surviving on just a bare stomach this morning. I parked my car in the parking garage and slipping into my cap and gown. My heels clicked agasint the sidewalk to the small building where it was being held.

It went by fast. The names being called and people settling in to their seats. Theline of people threw less and less as I reached towards the front of the stage. "Chrissy Cunningham" I heard my name be called and I walked acrossthe stage. I smiled and reached out for the degree I had spent years working towards. I heard the smallest yell from the back of the building.

I turned trying to see, but the stages lights were to bright to see into the crowd of people. The crowd of families, and friends who had gathered. The rest of the morning went by quickly, names called after names. It was finally over, and iwalked out with my degree in hand along with my cap. I was looking around I let my hopes get the best of me and I let my eyes swipe over the crowd of people. I shirek when I see the black wavy curls that enclose around the pale face of Eddie. I don't care about the people i bump into or the people that give me looks as I run towards my Eddie. He's got the cocky grin on his face, and the leateher jacket even though it's the middle of june and way to hot outsdie for it.

He gathers me in his arms, and we hug tightly. "You did this." He says wishpering it into my ear. "All the work you put in, and look I made it just like I promised you." Eddie says as he sets me down on my heels. I smile, taking the degree from my hands and shoving into his chest. "Look now my names in pretty cursive." He laughs and looks down at he degree. "Ms. Cunningham" Eddie says and he looks back up at me. "My ankles hurt." I say changing the subject briefly before Eddie hands me back my degree.

"Well I was smart enough to grab your sandels, and a change of clothes." Eddie said linking our fingers together as he starrted walking towards the open doors. The only thing I could do was smile and follow behind closely.

The chatter of people and their freinds came to a quite as we made our way out of the small building. Our walk was nice even if my ankles and feet were killing me. Eddies hand in mine just felt right. So right I dare to say we were meant to be together, even if all of hawkins saw him as a man that ruined me.

The rest of the day went by fast. Eddie had brought a change of clothes for me, and even my comfy shoes. He took me to a late breafast early lunch and we just talked. We hadn't managed to do so in such a long time that it was on a bucket list of mine to just sit down with him.

Try to be a nornal couple, but the two of us were anything but normal.

We laid up in bed for the rest of the day. Until he said "I have a suprise for you since this monring was an early one, you've got me the rest of the night and all of tommorrow." His smile breaking through. I couldn't think. Wait.. I guess my face showed my confusion.

"Baby.. Chrissy honey. I have off tonight." He said simply. I chuckled and went along with it. "Honestly you've got to be joking with me right?" I questioned him. The dumbfounded experssion on his face told me other wise. I laughed once more. Still the experssion laid on his face. "Here I'll show you." Eddie said grabbing at his phone in his back pocket.

He was right, his schedule was blank for tonight, and had him on for tommorrow night. "What are you planning Eds?" I asked, he gave me a devilish smirk, "Now if I told you that it wouldn't be as fun!" The smirk staying on his face if for only a few seconds, before the words came falling out.

I saw him steadly make his way towards the front door of our apartment. "I've got everyhting planned now grab your summer beach dress and meet me in the car." He smiled sweetly, and closed the door behind him. Grab my summer dress, I wondered why but it's best to just follow through. I ended into our shared bedroom, filtering through all of my clothes.

Summer dress. His favorite summer dress why not.

I shifted through the mess of hangers and finally landed on it. A cool blue summer dress, one that required no bra. It was a strechy material around my wasit so it gave away my curves. I plucked it from the mess of hangers that had become tangled with each other as I was looking through.

I tore my clothes off and threw them into the bin of dirty laundry. I slipped the dress over my head down my shoulders and fitted it around my wasit. Smoothing down the fabric where it might have ruffled agasint my skin. I slipped a pair of loose shoes on, my feet still aching from the heels.

I ran out grabbing my purse and looking the door behind me before making my way down to the car. Eddi was sitting in the drivers seat his eyes slightly closed and his breathing slow. "You taking a nap Eds?" I question him as he opens his eyes and I settle into my seat. The buckle crossing my chest. "Chrissy, you're so beautiful." He says smoothly.

"You grabbed my favorite summer dress I see." Eddie says as his fingers glide over the fabric. He smiles and starts the engine taking us where ever he is planning. The music isn't loud like it was the four years ago when we moved out here. The road is quiet it's late at night, and the stars are visible to the naked eye. It's a beautiful night out and I enjoy the summer air that blows through the car as I set the window to roll down.

I breath in the air as it starts to get fresher the further we drive. "Where are we going eds?" I asked pondering about the tons of things that Eddies mind could have made up. "Like I said love if I told you it would make it spiecal." He said his hand landing close to my own that I can't help but reach out and grasp our finger together. His skin is warm even the cool nights air is cool.

I continue to sit there in the passengar seat. The road become slimer, and then it turns into a parking lot. "Did you take me to a parking lot?" I ask him, he rolls his eyes taking his warm hand to turn the key out of the ignition. "No, now stop trying to guess my surpise for you Chrissy." Eddie says looking over at me.

He opens his door and I follow behind him. Getting out, I can't tell exactly where we are but I can hear the crashing of waves, and smell of salt. "The beach?" I question as I slip my hand into Eddies. "Maybe, but I guess I can't tell you other wise when you obvioulsy hear the ocean." He says as tucks a blanket under his other arms.

With it being late at night the cars radio reading no later then 10pm. There's honestly nobody here at the beach. The cold air coming up from the waves secure the privacy we have on the beach. As we walked down I can't help but take my shoes off and let my feet sink into the sand.

Eddie doesn't stop he just hold his hands out for me to drop my sheos into his hands. Then we resumeour walk until Eddie takes a moment looking out at the crashing waves that keep up. He turns to me and nods. "This good for you babe?" He asks his voice is darker thicker now somehow. I hum, Eds hands coming dissconneted from mine he he drops my shoes on the sand to roll out of the blanket.

Without the wind of the normal day the blanket doesn't rise, or even move as Eds encourages me to sit down. He isn't far behind me sitting down next to me our fingers brushing as he extends a arm around my back in a sweet protective way. We sit in comfortable silence for not to long. As Eddie could never stop talking.

"Do you remember this beach?" He asks me, I try to think for a moment. Had I fucked up and forget something? Was it our anniversay? He takes my silence as my answer. "The day we drove away from hawkins we stopped her before making it to the city." He says, continuing "We stopped here around the same time, and for the first time Chrissy you looked like you could breath. So beautiful and staring up at the sky." Eddie says. I can't help the flush way my skin becomes as I look up the same sky.

'I wonder if the same stars are out tonight?' I think to myself I get lost in the connecting dots within the sky. The way the stars bling agasint the endless background. When I turn to look back at Eddie he looks at me like it's first time all over again. "I remember that night like it was yesterday." He says. His arm coming from around my back up to my shoulder. Taking the time to be gentle. Rubbing small circles where my shoulder and neck meet.

I can't help but lean into the touch. The comfort Eddie as always brought me is something do deeply rooted in me now that I don't know what I'd do if it ever left me. It's a drastic thought maybe to some, but I've loved Eddie since that day I met him. So, nothing not even my parents could pull me away from Eddie.

The gentle touches move down my arm as Eddie pulls me in closer. "I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I'd never met you?" Eddie says freely, I turn my head looking at his pout lips, long lashes, and sharp jawline. He's not looking at up at me rather looking towards the sky.

"You would have crashed and burned if you hadn't met me Eds." I tease, he finally turns in the darkness I can barely see Eds rosey cheeks. I look back up at the sky. I start tracing the outline of what looks like the big and litte dipper. I don't feel Eddie move. I trace the shape with my eyes and when I look back at Eddie to have him join along with me.

He's bending at his knees. He's tied his hair up in a loose bun, a few strands gotten free framing his face wonderfully. "Eds" I whsiper. "Chrissy.." He answers. "Will you marry me?" He asks just as quietly as I had wishpered his name just a few seconds ago. I don't respond at first having all the dots connect, oddly enough just like the constellations do in the night sky.

Eddie had gotten tonight off, and planned this whole thing out, had come to my graduation early in the morning even though I knew he was tired and he didn't have to come. "Chrissy, say something, anything you're kill.." "Yes, fucking yes. A hundred times over yes." It comes out in a mumble of words. I can't help myself. I climb over to met him, I don't care if Eddie had proposed with a ring pop. I still would have said yes. He gently takes my hand slipping a small single stoned ring onto my finger, but I haven't the care to inspect as I guide myself slowly to Eddies lips. A kiss simply because I can, and simply because I want to. He's just happy guiding into the kiss.

"So what do you think, Mrs. Future Munson?" He wishpers agaisnt my lips. "I think you're too romantic for my own good, Mr. Munson." He only chuckeles before kissing me deeper this time as he guides us into the blanket and sand.

Completed on: 10/10/22

Posted on: 10/22/22

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[howtoapologize]

Purdue Apology

Text version: An Apology from Purdue University Northwest Chancellor Thomas L. Keon

On Saturday, December 10, during one of our two PNW Commencement ceremonies, I made a comment that was offensive and insensitive. I am truly sorry for my unplanned, off the cuff response to another speaker as my words have caused confusion, pain and anger.

Purdue University Northwest, [sic] and I [sic] personally, take great pride in being welcoming and inclusive to all people. Earlier this fall I announced the formation of PRIDE Team initiative (PNW Respecting Inclusion and Diversity, and Equity) whose mission is to promote an open, respectful and welcoming culture. I am now directing this interdisciplinary team to specifically understand and address issues of importance to the Asian American Pacific Islander community at PNW, and to offer concrete ideas that our university will act upon to ensure our campuses are places that welcome and value all. In addition, I will meet with members of the Student Government Association to discuss how to be address student concerns.

Additionally, within the last year PNW welcomed our most diverse student body in history, opened a multicultural lounge to encourage the sharing of ideas from students of all backgrounds, [sic--should have formed a new sentence.] and formed a broad group of faculty and staff with expertise in various cultural backgrounds to coordinate celebrations of cultural heritage. These priorities illustrate our commitment to diversity, inclusion, [sic-inconsistent use of the Oxford comma] and equity, but clearly we need to do more and we will. [run-on sentence.]

We are human. I made a mistake , and I assure you I did not intend to be hurtful and my comments do not reflect my personal or our institutional values. In the true spirit of diversity and inclusion that is a cornerstone of PNW, I will learn from this and assure you that Purdue Northwest and I will take action to prevent such missteps from occurring in the future.

I rate this as a non-apology. On the non-apology scale it gets a 10--it even scored the badging, the hasty output without checking grammar and the “I am not that kind of person” on the non-apology scale. It also is hiding behind the institution rather than taking personal responsibility. Give that, let’s score it.

What sorry for? Getting caught? -1 point.

What did he do? “Keon issued the apology Wednesday after he was criticized for mocking Asian languages in an apparent impression, saying the made-up words were an “Asian version” of a previous speech, at the event for the school’s summer and fall graduates.”  https://www.nbcnews.com/news/asian-america/purdue-northwest-chancellor-apologizes-racist-asian-language-impressio-rcna61778

Accept full responsibility? Deflecting blame and non-apology. Don’t hide behind institutions when it was your mess up.

Offered amends? Half steps. +.5

Thanked them for pointing out the problem? No.

Apology score -4.5/10

Rewritten apology if he were to do is correctly:

An Apology from Purdue University Northwest Chancellor Thomas L. Keon

On Saturday, December 10, during one of our two PNW Commencement ceremonies, I made a comment about Asian languages that was offensive and brought hurt to our community. I am truly sorry to [insert name if safe or specific student address] and I offer my apology to the larger Asian American Community and Pacific Islander community.

These comments I made were made individually of the Purdue University Northwest institution. As such, I will take personal responsibility for my words and actions in order to be a role model.

As part of my responsibility as Chancellor of Purdue University Northwest, I vow to personally work with the Asian American and Pacific Islander community to understand their hurts about this and the history of such comments so I will not make this mistake again. I will be taking time off to do so. (Offering a specific amount of time would be good, say a week after winter vacation to sit with the student in question, and specific departments.) I thank you for showing me for a point I can improve myself.

A reminder that non apologies are always longer than real apologies.

[shivam95]

A Comprehensive Guide to Purdue MEM Program

Are you an engineer looking to move up the career ladder? Do you want to blend your technical skills with management expertise? If so, the Purdue MEM (Master of Engineering Management) program might be the perfect fit for you. This degree offers a unique mix of engineering and management, preparing you to take on leadership roles in today’s fast-paced industries.

In this post, we’ll break down everything you need to know about the Purdue MEM program, from what the curriculum looks like to how it can boost your career.

Why Choose Purdue for MEM?

Purdue University has long been known as one of the top engineering schools in the U.S. If you’re looking to grow your career as an engineer, there are several reasons why the Purdue MEM stands out:

Top-notch Engineering Reputation: Purdue consistently ranks as one of the best engineering schools globally. This means you’ll be learning from experienced faculty and studying in a highly respected program.

Industry Connections: Purdue has strong links with major companies, giving you networking opportunities and real-world projects to work on. This could mean a smoother transition into a great job after graduation.

Flexibility: Whether you’re a working professional or a full-time student, the Purdue MEM offers both full-time, part-time, and online options. You can tailor the program to fit your life and career goals.

How to Get Into Purdue MEM

Admissions to the Purdue MEM program are competitive but straightforward. Here’s what you’ll need:

Bachelor’s Degree: You must have a bachelor’s degree in engineering or a closely related field from an accredited institution.

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GPA: While there isn’t a strict GPA requirement, most successful applicants have a GPA of 3.0 or higher.

GRE Scores: You might need to submit GRE scores, especially if your academic record isn’t as strong. Scoring well on the GRE can give your application an extra boost.

Statement of Purpose: This is your chance to explain why you want to pursue the Purdue MEM, what you hope to achieve, and why Purdue is the best place for you.

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What Can You Do After Earning a Purdue MEM?

The Purdue MEM degree opens doors to a wide range of career paths. Because it combines engineering with management, you’ll be prepared for leadership roles in industries like manufacturing, technology, healthcare, and more.

Here are some of the most common jobs Purdue MEM graduates go into:

Engineering Manager: Lead technical teams, manage projects, and make sure engineering solutions meet business goals.

Project Manager: Oversee timelines, budgets, and teams to ensure complex engineering projects are completed successfully.

Operations Manager: Improve the efficiency and effectiveness of processes in engineering and manufacturing environments.

Product Manager: Work with engineering teams to bring products from concept to market, balancing technical development with customer needs.

Salary Expectations

Graduates of the Purdue MEM program typically earn competitive salaries. The average salary for an engineering manager in the U.S. is around $117,000 per year, with more experienced professionals earning even more. Because Purdue has such a strong reputation, MEM graduates often find themselves with higher-than-average starting salaries.

What Makes Purdue MEM Special?

One of the things that make the Purdue MEM unique is its interdisciplinary approach. You’ll get a solid grounding in both engineering and business, which will help you stand out in the job market. Here are a few other things that make this program worth considering:

Flexible Learning: You can complete the program full-time, part-time, or online, depending on your schedule and goals.

Real-World Projects: The capstone project allows you to apply what you’ve learned in a real-world setting, giving you experience that looks great on your resume.

STEM Designation: For international students, the STEM designation is a huge plus. It allows you to work in the U.S. for an extended period post-graduation, making it easier to land a job in a competitive market.

Global Recognition: Purdue is recognized around the world as a leader in engineering education. Graduating from such a respected program gives you an edge when applying for jobs or promotions.

Conclusion

If you’re an engineer looking to take your career to the next level, the Purdue MEM program could be the perfect fit. Combining technical skills with business management, this degree prepares you for leadership roles in a variety of industries. Whether you want to manage engineering projects, lead teams, or oversee operations, a Purdue MEM gives you the tools to succeed.

With its flexible learning options, strong industry connections, and global reputation, Purdue University offers one of the best MEM programs in the world. Ready to take the next step in your engineering career? The Purdue MEM might be exactly what you’re looking for!

[lboogie1906]

Congresswoman Julia May Carson (July 8, 1938 – December 15, 2007) born Julia May Porter, was a member of the House of Representatives for Indiana’s 7th congressional district. She was the first woman and first African American to represent Indianapolis in Congress. She was the second African American woman elected to Congress from Indiana and her grandson André Carson succeeded in her seat.

She was born in Louisville and raised in Indianapolis. She worked part-time, waiting tables, delivering newspapers, and harvesting crops, among other jobs to support her family before graduating from Crispus Attucks High School, as well as while attending Martin University in Indianapolis and Indiana University – Purdue University Indianapolis.

She was a member of the Zeta Phi Beta Sorority. She was named the Indianapolis Star Woman of the Year in 1974 and 1991 and was inducted into the Indiana Public Schools Hall of Fame in 2006. A commemorative bust honoring her was unveiled in the Indiana statehouse in 2014 and she was remembered during Indiana’s celebration of Women’s History Month in 2015. Indianapolis named its local government center to honor her in 1997 and its transit center to honor her in 2016. Ivy Tech Community College named its new library and community space in Indianapolis to honor her in 2011. Her papers are held in the library of Indiana University in Indianapolis. Indianapolis wanted to award landmark status to her former home.

A special election was held on March 11, 2008, to determine her replacement He had won his first elective office (as an Indianapolis city councilman) only weeks before her death, and her grandson André Carson won the election. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #zetaphibeta

[bethanymedicalbillingcareer]

The Top Accredited Medical Billing and Coding Schools Worth Considering

**Title: The Top Accredited Medical​ Billing and⁤ Coding Schools Worth⁣ Considering**

**Introduction:**

If you’re interested in pursuing a career in ⁢medical billing and coding, choosing the right school⁣ is crucial to your success. Accredited ‌programs can ​provide ⁤you with the education ‌and training you need ⁤to excel in this field. In⁣ this ‌article, we’ll explore some of ⁢the top accredited ​medical billing and coding schools worth considering, ⁣along with⁢ valuable information to help you make ​an informed decision.

**Top Accredited Medical ​Billing and Coding Schools:**

1. **American ⁤Academy of ‌Professional Coders (AAPC):** ⁢ ⁣ – The AAPC offers a comprehensive medical coding program that is recognized and respected ⁤in ‌the⁣ industry. – Their‌ curriculum covers⁣ CPT, ICD-10, and HCPCS coding, as well ⁣as billing⁢ and reimbursement practices. – Students ⁤can choose ⁤from online or in-person classes and have‍ access to industry experts for guidance.

2.⁤ **American Health Information Management Association⁤ (AHIMA):** – AHIMA‌ offers a ⁢variety​ of coding ​and billing programs, ⁣including an online RHIT program. ‌ – Their curriculum focuses on medical terminology, anatomy, ‌physiology,‌ and advanced coding‌ techniques. – Students have ‌the opportunity to earn AHIMA ⁤certifications, which‌ are highly regarded ‌by employers.

3.⁢ **Purdue ⁣University Global:** ‍ -⁤ Purdue University Global offers an online medical billing and coding certificate program. ⁢ -​ Their curriculum​ covers medical coding, insurance billing, healthcare reimbursement, and compliance. – Students have the flexibility to​ complete coursework ⁤at their own pace while receiving support from⁣ instructors.

4. **Penn Foster Career School:** – Penn Foster offers an ⁢online medical billing and coding program that is self-paced and affordable. ⁤​ – Their curriculum includes‌ training⁤ in diagnostic coding, procedural coding, medical ‍office procedures, and software applications. ⁢ – Students⁢ have ⁢access to​ career services to help them find job opportunities upon completion.

**Benefits⁣ of Choosing ‌an Accredited School:** -⁤ **Quality Education:** Accredited schools adhere ‍to strict standards of education, ensuring⁣ that you receive a high-quality education. – **Industry Recognition:** Employers value candidates​ who ⁢have graduated from ​accredited programs, giving you​ a ⁣competitive advantage in the⁤ job market. – **Certification Opportunities:**⁣ Accredited schools often provide opportunities for students⁤ to earn industry certifications, further enhancing their credentials.

**Practical Tips for Choosing a​ School:** 1. **Research Accreditation:** Make sure the school you ⁣choose is​ accredited by a recognized ‍accrediting body, such as the Commission on Accreditation⁤ for ​Health Informatics and Information Management ‍Education (CAHIIM). 2. **Consider Program Length:** Determine how ‍long the‌ program will take to complete and whether it ⁢fits your schedule and career goals. 3. **Review Curriculum:** Look‍ for ‌programs that cover‌ a wide range of ‍coding and billing topics⁣ to‍ ensure⁣ you receive⁤ a comprehensive education. 4. **Check⁣ Job ⁤Placement Rates:** Research the school’s⁤ job placement ‍rates and alumni success stories to ‌gauge the program’s effectiveness.

**Conclusion:**

Choosing an ‌accredited medical billing and coding school is the first step towards a successful career in⁢ healthcare ⁣administration. By ⁢selecting a ⁤reputable institution ‌with a strong curriculum, experienced ⁣instructors, and industry recognition, you‍ can⁤ position yourself⁤ for ⁣success in this in-demand field. Consider the ‍top accredited ​schools mentioned in this article ‍and follow the practical tips provided to make an informed decision about your ‌education and‍ future career⁢ prospects.

https://medicalbillingcareers.org/the-top-accredited-medical-billing-and-coding-schools-worth-considering/

[beardedmrbean]

A string of back-to-back deaths of Indian students at colleges across the country has left the South Asian community shaken, sparking anxiety in peers and parents.

In 2024 alone, seven students of both Indian and Indian American origin have died. All men 25 years old and under, two committed suicide, two died of overdoses, two were found dead after going missing, and one was beaten to death, according to police records in states ranging from Connecticut to Indiana.

In Indian communities both in the U.S. and abroad, many are looking for answers.

“It felt like a pattern, like, why was it another Indian kid?” said Virag Shah, 21, a junior at Purdue University in Indiana, where two of the seven deaths occurred. “It just felt traumatic.”

Shah is the president of the school’s Indian Students Association, and he says his peers are alarmed by the repeated incidents.

On Jan. 28, the body of 19-year-old Neel Acharya was recovered on Purdue’s campus. Acharya had gone missing after a night out, Shah said, and was found dead the next morning. Coroners say a cause of death still hasn’t been determined, but there was no trauma to the body.

Just over a week later, Purdue graduate student Sameer Kamath, 23, was found deceased in the nearby woods with a gunshot wound to the head. Medical examiners say he died of suicide on Feb. 5.

These two deaths followed a high-profile death at Purdue in October 2022, when Varun Manish Chheda, 20, was brutally stabbed to death by his roommate, according to police. In December 2023, his alleged killer, Ji Min Sha, was deemed incompetent to stand trial, local news outlets reported.

A Purdue spokesperson directed further questions to the county coroner. 

To experts, the number of fatal incidents involving Indian men in the first few weeks of the year is cause for concern. Deaths have been mounting since Jan. 15, when the bodies of two Indian-origin students at Sacred Hearts University in Hartford, Connecticut, were discovered in their residence, authorities said. 

Dinesh Gattu, 22, and Sai Rakoti, 21, both suffered from accidental overdoses involving fentanyl, according to the Connecticut Chief Medical Examiner. 

A day later, on Jan. 16, 25-year-old Indian graduate student Vivek Saini was allegedly beaten to death in the store where he worked in Lithonia, Georgia. The Indian Consulate tweeted saying it was involved in the case and working to repatriate the body to India. 

“It doesn’t take a lot when these gruesome things happen,” said Pawan Dhingra, a professor of American studies at Amherst College. “People will be like, ‘Oh, my gosh, this could have happened to my child, this could have happened to me. Is this really the place I need to go for my higher education?’”

Four days after Saini’s death, the body of Indian American freshman Akul Dhawan, 18, was found in subzero temperatures on University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign campus. He was reported missing by a friend after leaving their dorm at around 1:30 a.m., and though campus police said they did an extensive search, his body was found 10 hours later by a passerby, just 500 feet away from where he was last seen. 

“It is so unimaginable that a kid can die in this day and age right on the university campus,” his father, Ish Dhawan, said. 

At the University of Cincinnati, Shreyas Reddy Beniger, a 19-year-old student of Indian origin, was found dead on Feb. 1 from an apparent suicide, local police said. 

“It’s just tragic,” Dhingra said. “People in India, you’re seeing these stories, multiple stories. You start to wonder, is this still the right pathway?”

Mental health and safety on campus 

Yuki Yamazaki, a clinical assistant professor of counseling psychology at Fordham University, said it’s notable that all seven deaths were of young, Indian men. She said she can’t help but think about the fact that it’s a demographic that often doesn’t seek mental health help, and one that engages in riskier behavior.

“It’s so expensive to study in the States and there’s so much pressure to perform well,” she said. “And of course, to get a good job, to maybe obtain a visa. It just means as soon as you get here, you have endless amounts of pressure on you … Especially if your family has helped support you to get to this point.”

As a leader in his campus’ Indian American community, Shah says he’s seen firsthand the pressures that his fellow students face and the coping mechanisms they sometimes turn to. He said that, although motives weren’t clear in some of the incidents, he wondered about mental health as a factor.

“Everything is always driven by competition,” he said. “It’s a big detriment to mental health and it could also push you into, let’s say, drinking too much and going over the edge when it comes to that because you only have one or two days a week to have fun.”

When it comes to student safety, universities are operating within a limited scope, Dhingra said. And while campus might be a safe and happy place for minority students, a surrounding small town might not be.

“If you’re in rural Connecticut, or rural Indiana, that creates its own kind of concern,” he said. “‘Where do I feel safe?’”

Indians make up one-quarter of international students. Some parents might wonder about sending them abroad.

For those on the subcontinent, an American education has long been idealized, seen as a sure path to prosperity. And though experts don’t see that drastically changing, they say people are starting to ask questions: If it was their child, would their university keep them safe? Would they look for them if they went missing?

Indian media has picked up on this rising death toll, with prominent news outlets running stories that read, “Threat to Indian Students in U.S.?” and “American Dream or American Horror?”

Indians constitute more than 25% of all international students in the U.S., and Dhingra doubts headlines like these will lead to any significant drop. But for individual families, especially those who have to sacrifice so much to send their children overseas, America might fall lower on their list.

“Indians can go elsewhere for education,” Dhingra said. “There are other places that are safer … and people know that, that’s not a secret.”

If you or someone you know is in crisis, call 988 to reach the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline. You can also call the network, previously known as the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, at 800-273-8255, text HOME to 741741 or visit SpeakingOfSuicide.com/resources for additional resources.

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