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orichalcum at 12:04pm on 05/03/2007 under job
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892,000 new jobs for "post-secondary school educators" are predicted within the next seven years. Admittedly, I suspect the vast majority of those are lecturers or adjuncts, but it's still a lot more than the 205,000 for lawyers or 212,000 for doctors.
Sadly, this news comes from an article discussing the benefits of a college education and whether it's really necessary for most people. Apparently, the conservative social scientist Charles Murray, best known for the infamous _Bell Curve_, has been arguing in the WSJ that "the number of Americans able to handle challenging college classes" is no greater than 15%," and so we should just leave the low-IQ kids out and tell them to go get menial jobs. Conveniently, he argues, the reason why kids in inner-city schools aren't achieving better is because they just aren't that bright (insert veiled racism here), but this will all be okay because the increasing wealth of the "cognitive elite" means that there will be lots of new jobs for "craftsmen." Yes, and domestic servants too! (In the interests of fairness, I write this while my babysitter watches my child and my cleaning lady mops my floors as I work on a lecture for tomorrow's class, but I also recently had a long conversation with my babysitter urging her to send her elder daughter to college so she can become a lawyer like she wants, and that it's far better to take out loans now and pay them back later.)
I had a dream last night wherein I realized that I don't actually want to go back to college. It was my usual "I have had to move back into the Yale dorms, because somehow there is one class that I mysteriously failed to pass and now I need to retake it" dream, except this time, I was dealing with the awkwardness of sharing my dorm room with a full-grown golden retriever and a baby, and my husband living off-campus and only being able to come over for occasional visits. And you know what, it's really hard to smuggle a golden retriever in and out of a Gothic residental college without any of the staff noticing, and there are lots of stone staircases for babies to fall down, and you can't trust 19-year-olds to keep the baby gates closed, and I _like_ living with my husband. Sigh. I guess I _have_ grown up. :)
Sadly, this news comes from an article discussing the benefits of a college education and whether it's really necessary for most people. Apparently, the conservative social scientist Charles Murray, best known for the infamous _Bell Curve_, has been arguing in the WSJ that "the number of Americans able to handle challenging college classes" is no greater than 15%," and so we should just leave the low-IQ kids out and tell them to go get menial jobs. Conveniently, he argues, the reason why kids in inner-city schools aren't achieving better is because they just aren't that bright (insert veiled racism here), but this will all be okay because the increasing wealth of the "cognitive elite" means that there will be lots of new jobs for "craftsmen." Yes, and domestic servants too! (In the interests of fairness, I write this while my babysitter watches my child and my cleaning lady mops my floors as I work on a lecture for tomorrow's class, but I also recently had a long conversation with my babysitter urging her to send her elder daughter to college so she can become a lawyer like she wants, and that it's far better to take out loans now and pay them back later.)
I had a dream last night wherein I realized that I don't actually want to go back to college. It was my usual "I have had to move back into the Yale dorms, because somehow there is one class that I mysteriously failed to pass and now I need to retake it" dream, except this time, I was dealing with the awkwardness of sharing my dorm room with a full-grown golden retriever and a baby, and my husband living off-campus and only being able to come over for occasional visits. And you know what, it's really hard to smuggle a golden retriever in and out of a Gothic residental college without any of the staff noticing, and there are lots of stone staircases for babies to fall down, and you can't trust 19-year-olds to keep the baby gates closed, and I _like_ living with my husband. Sigh. I guess I _have_ grown up. :)
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