INTRODUCTION Roll Call
THE LAST FEW students stumbled into Mr. Giencanna’s Introduction to Philosophy class like zombies. It was only 9:30 a.m.—still too goddamn early in the morning to be trying to philosophize over some shit. No one felt like being there. Unfortunately, taking this class, not to mention dealing with Mr. Giencanna, was a necessary evil. Mr. Giencanna was one of those teachers that taught a little bit of everything, and no matter what, all students would cross his path sooner or later.
Standing at the front of the room, staring mercilessly at the students, Mr. Giencanna stood in his...