Tuesday Hatred: Multiply Subtitled
Repeated disappointment of fine hopes: I got an unpleasant email in the email this morning—it disappointed my fine hopes, leading to bitterness—also to hatred.
The odds are good and the goods are normal: You see this shit?
Ultimately, Chicago was her first choice. She says the university is becoming “normal,” more career oriented. She liked the maroon scarf it sent her. She also liked its declining admissions rate. In 2004, Chicago accepted 40 percent of its applicants, compared with 18 percent this year. “I wouldn’t have applied a few years ago — I would have felt overqualified,” says Ms. Lozinski, who had an A average in high school and scored a 2370 (out of 2400) on the SAT. “A college’s admissions rate says something about the quality of students who go there and the prestige of it.”
It’s not—just so you understand—Ms. Lozinski, but rather the school which she attends: why, pray, are such expansionary policies in place here? What was wrong with having a small enrollment and a high admissions rate? U.S. News looked down its nose at you? Fuck U.S. News. (The model here is Reed, which has the integrity not even to participate in the rankings.) Becoming more “normal”? It makes me wish that, in the past, I had given enormous sums to my alma mater, just so I could now, in outrage, stop doing so.
It even, and here I am aware that I should tread carefully and come close to contradicting myself, somewhat bothers me that the U of C should become more career-oriented. This is obviously touchy since, while I definitely think that liberal/humanistic education ought not be subservient to job needs and that one ought to have some time to learn and pursue one’s interests outside of the marketplace (and god knows that in America one isn’t likely to have such time once in the workforce), I certainly don’t think that such education and pursuits should simply become the preserve of those who are well enough off, in one way or the other, that they can afford to do whatever for several years and not worry about the future. Ideally some of the bad effects could be neutralized by (a) significantly cheaper (even free!) tertiary education; (b) more training on the job; (c) vocational training or certification outside of the context of expensive, time-consuming colleges and universities set up primarily for a particular kind of curriculum and student body; (d) less credentialism generally (one hears “what are you going to do with that?” asked of the pursuers of certain types of degrees, even though many jobs, even white-collar jobs, aren’t done with one’s undergraduate degree at all in any meaningful sense); and (e) a whole bunch of other stuff that won’t happen. Since such things won’t happen it seems churlish, or worse, to hate the increasing career-orientation of the U of C, but, you know, there’s something nice about a community of Luftmenschen.
Related to the first: I hate this fucking headache. I also hate how few jobs I’ve applied to—oughtn’t I have applied to more? I was talking to a fellow today who applied to well over twice or thrice as many. I wonder where he found out about them. JFP? But surely not. Perhaps he’s just more confident. Ahhhhhh, fuck it.
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