Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been my darling young one?
- Florida transgender student barred from women’s room after anonymous complaint
- UNC-Chapel Hill Students Jump To Defend Mixed-Sex Dorm Rooms and Bathrooms
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
- Students and faculty at U. Denver throw fit over George W. Bush award
- Apology offered to student ordered to remove cross at CA university event
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
- U. Washington employees collecting overtime for viewing Kardashian bikini pics
- Review board says professor’s fat-shaming tweet was not research
And it’s a hard,
it’s a hard,
it’s a hard,
and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
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You are on a roll in 2013.
Man, this list evokes memories. I’m a Humanites major and had thought of going back to do a PhD a decade or so ago. I found out I’d have to do queer and feminist theories (with Marx waiting in the wings) and wouldn’t be able to deal with the text qua text. Jane Austen’s sharing a bed with her sister, just as I did as a teen, would have to be interpreted as lesbianism. I gave it all a Bronx cheer and the finger. The Humanities are long dead, killed by the Left’s march through and destruction of the university.
I avoided college until I was 50. Didn’t need college to be an Administrative Assistant; which is a glorified secretarial job to a leading OB/GYN physician at a great teaching hospital. I never stopped reading. And, probably was an autodidact. My mom graduated Brooklyn College at 80. Moved out here to California, to be with us. Me, her daughter. And, her grandson. Following my divorce. This is when I took the opportunity to go to a local junior college: Pasadena City College. And, earned the scores to then transfer to Cal State LA.
It seems the “idea” that you needed to go to college to get a job, came about just when standards for getting into college dropped down the toilet.
We’re not the only country with this problem. Egypt has lots of college graduates. But they are not trained for jobs. They’re are trained to be absorbed into the State bureaucracy. Which means the work they do is useless.
We are the same. Kids coming out of high schools now, cannot find work as plumbers assistants. Or electrical assistants. And, they can’t do math. (As you learned from Dee-Dee some can graduate without reading skills. Unless you think learning cursive is superfluous.)
When George W Bush created Homeland Security, I knew it was just a crappy feeder for Federal workers who otherwise are unemployable. Obama wants to increase “this” job market by tacking on thens of thousands of Federal jobs onto the medical model, where once a single physician could take care of a whole neighborhood, while at the same time making house calls.
You know, there were always options. There used to be a time kids would travel as vagabonds around Europe for two years. Because they eschewed college attendance. If the courses were serious, not going to college would have mattered. But getting polished by reaching adulthood with a level of sophistication, happens inside the world of experience. IF you’re prepared to read. And, write. And, compute. Your language skills would increase if you traveled around Europe.
In today’s world? Our schools are prisons. Run by idiots. Until some of those processed through actually go to prison, where they live in violent communities. And, get involved in gangsta stuff.
The price tag? Well, like the housing bubble. You promised values would always be going up. So it’s no surprise people who don’t have skin in the game, but are given a sense their able to take … never question what happens when the bubble bursts.
Brava!
May I suggest that, if you decide to review Dr. Helen’s new book, you do it to the lyrics of “It Ain’t Me, Babe”.
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