New York Times - Ease Up, Top Colleges Tell Stressed Applicants -
"But increasingly, and some might say hypocritically, admissions officers at the most selective colleges say they worry that the process has become such a high-stress exercise in résumé padding that students are arriving at their campuses on the brink of burnout."
My brother is in the midst of this as of now, and I don't envy him. I don't have many fond memories of my college application process. Kids arriving at college at the brink of burnout is one thing, it's the ones who continue their insanely singleminded faux existence of resume padding activities to get into the "right" grad school or med school that really scare me.
"At gatherings around the country, admissions officers are bemoaning the slick packaging of applicants and discussing ways they might encourage high school students to be truer to themselves rather than aspire to some model they think will get them into the Ivy League.
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But the colleges say they can do little beyond talking to guidance counselors, students and parents about their concerns and hope that people take them to heart. The paper from Harvard, the institution to which others look to set a tone, calls for students to take a timeout literally and figuratively, for a year, a summer or just an evening, not to add to their credentials but 'to develop into a complete human being.'"
The top colleges can do a lot to change things. Well, that's not necessarily true, but at least they can do a lot to change the sort of people they admit. I would hope that after reading thousands upon thousands of applications, admissions officers could begin to tell the difference between qualified applicants who are being genuine in their applications, and the pampered, prep-school kiddies whose applications were filled out by highly paid "college consultants."
But right now, the structure of most "top" schools' applications encourages the sort of resume padding and falseness that these colleges are bemoaning. Smaller colleges usually have applications that have more substantial and varied writing components. While it may be easy to pad a bunch of boxes about your dippy high-school activities and write a single spinless "personal essay," it's a lot more difficult to write a number of short pieces in answer to more direct questions falsely. (The Stanford application is considered by many to be much more "difficult" to fill out for this reason - a lot of my friends in high school gave up on finishing it.)
And what about interviews? Why don't top colleges use interviews to figure out which applicants are just resume-padding, overpriviliged, assholes? The problem is most Ivy-League schools' interviews are conducted by alumni and given almost zero consideration in the admissions process for most students.
College is just a big racket anyway.
When you first start chewing a piece of gum, it's a little tiny bit hard to chew. Then after a few seconds of chomping on it in your mouth, it softens up a bit, and you can chew more easily. And the sugary bubblegum flavor is very strong as it mixes in with your salivia.
And so you can continue to chew, and at this point the gum is the perfect consistency to start blowing bubbles, so you do,
Then, ever so slightly, flavor begins to weaken, just a tad, but the gum definitely still has flavor, so you keep chewing away.
As you're still chewing away at the slightly weakened gum, it begins to get harder to chew. And harder, so you have to put a bit more into your chewing, and by this time, the flavor is just gone.
And now, the flavor is gone, just chewing the gum is such a chore it's beginning to hurt your jaw, and all you can think about is trying to find some place to spit it out, but you can't just spit it out anywhere because you're not some bloody savage, but there aren't any garbage cans around, so you're walking, and chewing this tasteless, tough, gum desperate for an opportunity to spit it out.
And then, finally, you find a suitable trash receptacle and spit it out, wondering why ever wanted to chew gum in the first place.
The point is, you should learn to spit out your gum just at that point when it starts to lose flavor.
Smashing Pumpkins Takes 'Last Gasp' -
Bandleader Billy Corgan wept at the conclusion of the marathon event, which marked the demise of yet another influential band from the early 1990s heyday of guitar-driven grunge rock. Fellow alternative rock bands Nirvana and Soundgarden are now defunct, while holdovers like Pearl Jam and Nine Inch Nails sell a fraction of the albums they used to."
It seems like the band's that were really "important" to me and my generation in my formative years, the early 90's, are all dead. Which is kind of sad.
And makes me feel really old.
I guess the only positive aspect is that at least in 20 years my peers won't be paying exorbitant prices for Soundgarden or Pumpkins tickets, as moronic critics claim that while their 16th album was really bad, this new one is really good. There won't be Rolling Stones syndrome.
Well, actually, there will be for Pearl Jam. The same tasteless morons who paid too much to see those talentless turds in the 90's will pay even more in 10 years in a vain attempt to relive those days. God, I hate Pearl Jam.
we interrupt this weblog to bring you this snippit of a chat transcript, completely without context:
AdamMathes: i am a genius
kid roboto: Huzzah!
kid roboto: You are a GOD.
Über is really bad today.
I blame myself.
Which I think is pretty valid, since I wrote it. Often I blame myself for things which I have no control over, but this one was well within my control.
I found electronicwhore while looking through the Über referrer logs yesterday. Which I though was funny because last night I went over to Narnia, where my friends made staff and I didn't, for dinner, and when asked what I've been doing, I explained that I was busily working on my latest business venture, which is like Kozmo except that it's narcotics delivered by hookers, and the url was going to be like edrugsandwhores.com.
Well, it's more entertaining dinner conversation than talking about a web based content management and publishing system, ok?
Ok, so, actually, it's not that funny, and doesn't really have all that much to do with electronicwhore.com.
I blame myself.
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