ABSTRACT
It happens all the time-at Wendy’s, at the grocery store, the mall, the bookstore. My students lovingly call our time together “The Annis Winfrey Show,” and we have a cadre of faithful viewers who let me know they haven’t gotten tired yet of hearing about “women in contemporary Ameri can society,” even though they watch the “same old class” semester after semester. Some of them are channel surfers who’ve caught our curl, some have actually gone looking for “the educational channel,” and some are even former students checking up on me, but they all come together on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons (or set their VCRs) to hear and see what the issue of the day will be.
