how are all of you doing this lovely tuesday evening? im going out to eat probably soon, but until then i’m watching arrested development. i’m up to over 420 followers now and i’d really like to get to know a bit about you guys. i mean hopefully you’re following me for a reason, and i may be…
I juuust started following you today because pyrrosrepublic noted that you created his lovely avatar/userpic thing, and as an avid follower, I had to check out your own Tumblr and I liked what I saw. So I made an informed decision and decided to follow you as well! Plus, your username is superb and reminds me of that David Sedaris essay, “Youth In Asia,” which I just read earlier this week since I’m on a David Sedaris kick. Additional bonus point for being vegan and liking boy-ey girls and beardey boys. Your other art, besides aforementioned artistry turned into userpic, is dandy and day-making material. Also, creepy to note, (but I only noticed it because of evanjed and then scrolling down) we do have the same plaid underwear. I also have them in pink.
Recently, my education (or lack thereof) was challenged. I’d like to address that.
I’m glad you noticed I didn’t go to college. While you were in school, in classes, learning from books, I was out in the world learning how things actually worked. I honestly think that makes for a better…
i went to college, but never finished. i have 39 credits, which is not much. but even though i’ve experienced a lot, lived in another country, had some amazing jobs, and been able to devote time to things that otherwise i might not have been able to in college, i feel certain that my life would be better with a college education.
i left college because the particular one i was at was soul-crushing. i believe myself to be a smart person, yet i was repeatedly told i was not ‘college material.’ it was the best choice for me. i didn’t know what i wanted to do for a living, and it would have been a waste of time and money for me to continue on in my studies to try and figure that out.
after reading this post, i became very sad. this is how we view education? maybe a big state university wouldn’t have been beneficial for this guy, but there are so many forms of higher education. and reading books is one thing, but listening to experts in a field explain things to you and show you different points of view is another. college opens us up to new ideas. it helps us think. i think, really, higher education is what teaches us how to think. high school is for learning to juggle and middle school is for puberty scandals.
you can watch things happen in real life, but without the education to tell you what these things really mean, it’s silly to imagine you have an advantage over someone else.
realistically, college is not for everyone. my brother is a chef and did not go to traditional college. my other brother has his GED and is happy to deliver sandwiches. my brother-in-law is training to be a firefighter. you do not need a university education for these things. i also went to beauty school. that’s still an education. i have friends who went to trade schools for their occupations. that’s an education.
so many fields require you have a good foundation of education. and while i don’t think that colleges ought to be job-preparedness factories, i do think that it should go without saying that educated people probably do better in their chosen fields.
why do we live in a society right now that prides itself on being uneducated? we have political figures who cut obama down to size for being too educated. when did this become a bad thing?
i think it is obvious that i think education should be free for US citizens. our present system is forcing us into debt. perhaps if education were seen as a right for all people, which it ought to be, we wouldn’t need to have people who spent paragraph upon paragraph defending why they didn’t go to college, and twisting their insecurities about this fact into a holier-than-thou complex, the very thing we are trained to find so annoying about academia.
Bold taken from the orginal post:
I feel bad for whoever runs against me. I can do something that they cannot - connect with common people. The academic disdain that wreaks from their black and white pages doesn’t work well with real people. When people talk to me, they understand there’s something unique about me. They understand that I’m not preaching from a book. They understand that I feel their pain. Because of my perspective, I’m going to be a better politician.
I feel bad for this guy when he realizes that being a politician does not solely revolve around PR. Sure, this plays a large part, but once you’re actually in office, especially in an office as all- encompassing as the presidentency, you need a wider base of knowledge that comes with education. This simply cannot be achieved only through personal experiences.
It also saddens me to think that the field of higher education is mistakingly thought of as mindless sheep sitting in a lecture hall, when it has experiences all its own. This post also angers me. You didn’t go to college? Cool, it’s not for everyone. But don’t sit there and attempt to belittle what others have put a lot of time, effort and heart into, whether you agree with their reasonings or not.
LOL @ the OP. It’s not like college students have zero lives outside of class. We also work jobs, volunteer, travel and get to know people in our communities.
I think one benefit of a college education is that I am challenged by my professors. It’s not enough that I’ve simply read the texts, I also have to develop well-justified opinions and learn to express them cogently. I can’t say I would hold myself to such high standards if I were learning on my own. If you are that self-motivated, more power to you, but many of us need an expert to challenge our ways of thinking.
That being said, I hope to never denigrate the motives and experiences of those who can’t or won’t go to college. All I ask is the same courtesy.
"Real human emotions aren’t something you’re going to find in any psychology book."
Yeah, um, that’s why you take literature classes and world studies classes? You can learn a lot from reading a psych book, but I was never deluded into thinking that it was going to show me “real human emotions.” It’s science. I mean, I already have real human emotions; I wanted to understand where they came from and you know, a lot of other interesting wonders of the human mind. That’s why I took Psych 101, don’t know about you.
I must agree with thefistofartemis as well, wholeheartedly.
+ when pyrrhosrepublic said, “It’s not like college students have zero lives outside of class. We also work jobs, volunteer, travel and get to know people in our communities.” The college experience is no more or less valuable than the non-college experience.
Also funny how OP rants about prejudice and preconceived notions, yet he is prejudiced and does have preconceived notions about higher education without ever having been there. He must be talking about a small percentage of Ivy League colleges, because my experience with college has been far different from what he claims to know through (I’m guessing) films, the media, and books.
Not gonna lie, today I look lesbian-licious. Straddling the border here.
My first prof’s eyes kept gravitating toward my unshaven legs and he couldn’t make eye contact with me. YUM. My gaydar went off in that class, though. Just saying, it did.
I dropped that class, though, because it wasn’t what I thought it was going to be—too much male-prisoner focus, not enough female-prisoner focus. Like female prisoners were about 1/5 of the class material, and that is not enough for me. Also, it required a volunteer-time commitment, and number 1, I don’t have that kind of time what with volunteering at the Richmond SPCA of my own free will and all oh yeah and OTHER CLASSES…?!?! and number 2, I don’t have a car to get to the prison or any other prison in order TO volunteer, for that matter and number 3, I am not 21, or even 20 just yet, so that means I can’t volunteer for a lot of the programs that we get to choose to volunteer for. Oh yeah, and I decided I didn’t like the class content or even the prof too much. :c
But I signed up for a Creative Fiction class instead, so hopefully that goes well.
Even though I surround myself with fat acceptance Tumblrs, and even though I am short as fuck and have never weighed more than 128 and have skinny-ass fucking legs and knobby wrists and small boobs and no ass, whenever I try on clothing, I loathe myself and wish I would just lose ten or fifteen or twenty fucking pounds. Which is no fun. I mean, it’s not fair to me. It’s not fair to girls who are larger than me. It’s not fair to anyone who thinks I am skinny, anyone who takes pride in my belly, anyone who admires my obsession with short shorts and my chubby veganism. My body may be built so that I can weigh 105 or 110 without an eating disorder, with a little bit more physical activity, more water, and a little less sugar, but the point isn’t weight loss or weight or thinness or even vanity. The point is that I so want to be happy in this body and I fail miserably.
So is there anything inherently unvegan about the SPCA? This sounds like such a dumb question. I mean, the shelter I’m going to volunteer at is no-kill. I still don’t like the idea of animals in cages. I’m not even too keen on pet ownership, from an existential point of view. But is there anything I should know?
I like your blog and also your theme :) I was an English major too! Just graduated in May.
I enjoy your blog as well, especially when you’re just posting little snippets while you’re in the café writing. I think it’s the whole English-major thing. Plus, I always appreciate the images you’re posting, especially ones of kitties (like your user pic fluffball)!
Two Door Cinema Club: Hands Off My Cash, Monty (Demo)
I originally wanted to post the ending of Beach House’s “Heart and Lungs” today, which is the most gorgeous recording my ears have ever had the pleasure of experiencing, but the file was way too big and you know, this song is rad, too.
Ali, you have to listen to this fucking song because you’ll probably like eeet.
“As William (anti-death) Gass observes in Habitations of the Word, critics can try to erase or over-define the author into anonymity for all sorts of technical, political, and philosophical reasons, and ‘this “anonymity” may mean many things, but one thing which it cannot mean is that no one did it.’”—David Foster Wallace in Greatly Exaggerated from A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again