The pitiful proof

I firmly believe that quality writing should be rewarded with high praise. On the same note, poor writing deserves to be criticized by the readers who are disgusted by it. In particular, I am referring to one of Andrew Freedman's columns ("Conspiracy of numbers," 3/16). If you don't remember the piece, or you just avoid his column on a regular basis, I urge you to read it on the archives of The Tufts Daily website. At the very least, you'll find the incoherent argument amusing. For the sake of argument, let me paraphrase Freedman's main points: I am a political science major. I hate Phil Collins. I don't understand calculus so I hate the math department, too. Math is hard. I can't wake up for class at 8:30 a.m. Blah, Blah, Blah.