Jonathan B. Singer, Ph.D., LCSW
|Occupation||Social Work Professor|
|Location||Evanston, Illinois, United States|
|Introduction||I'm a Professor of social work at Loyola University Chicago and a licensed clinical social worker who specializes in working with children and families. My Twitter handle is @socworkpodcast. I have always been an advocate of technology. In the 1990s, I created a number of “first” Web sites for social service agencies in Austin, Texas. In 1996 I developed the first electronic medical record for my agency, ATCMHMR, leading to my involvement in the selection and pilot testing of the first agency-wide remote EMR program. From 1996 – 2002 I worked for ATCMHMR as a bilingual social worker providing individual, family and group therapy to children and families. From 1997 - 2000 I was co-owner of a group therapy practice specializing in conjoint family therapy. From 2002 – 2004 I was the lead therapist for Jewish Family Service and an adjunct instructor at the University of Texas at Austin School of Social Work. As an adjunct at UT-Austin, I developed and taught the school's first Crisis Intervention course. Between 2009 and 2015 I was an assistant professor of Social Work at Temple University. I write for academic and popular publications.|
|Interests||rhythm and percussion of all types (particularly jazz), web design, traveling|
|Favorite Movies||L.A. Story, Zelig, Lost in Translation, Somewhere In Time, Bowling for Columbine, An Inconvenient Truth, Happy Feet, 12 Angry Men|
|Favorite Music||Public Enemy, The Police, The Beatles, anything by the Marsalis family, Jonatha Brooke, Blanket, VocalPoint, QuinTango|
|Favorite Books||Possession, Brother to a Dragonfly, Tuck Everlasting, The Bone People, Penguin Dreams and Stranger Things, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Ender's Game, Rendezvous with Rama, Childhood's End, No Contest: The case against competition, The Velveteen Rabbit, Duncton Wood|
If you were a pirate, how would you avoid laughing when saying "poop deck"?
I would take my wooden leg and beat the parrot on my shoulder. I‘d scream at my shipmates, "CALL ME ISHMAEL." They’d say "That Jonathan is crazy."