Sultan Knish
The commencement address has become part of the campaign trail. How
better to showcase your candidate as a man with a vision for tomorrow
than to feature him passing along some of his wisdom to the people of
tomorrow, those bright-eyed and bushy-tailed graduates going off with an
average twenty grand in debt into a marketplace with few job prospects.
Not everyone can get Obama to deliver their commencement address. It
helps if your college is female and affiliated with the Ivy League,
where downtrodden Barnard students can be counseled to "fight for your
seat at the head of the table" by an unqualified man who began and ended
his career by pushing out better qualified female candidates from Alice
Palmer to Hillary Clinton. Barnard women are free to fight for a seat
at the head of the table, so long as it's not his seat or a seat that he
wants. These days the man whose administration pays women less than men, which has been repeatedly accused of sexist treatment
of its female staff and whose chief speechwriter was photographed
groping a cardboard cutout of Hillary Clinton, has taken to the campaign
trail to warn about a "War on Women". And where better to sell the war
on women than on campuses which are becoming more female than male.
There's something blatantly patriarchal about a powerful man arriving on
a female campus promising to protect its graduates from that other man,
but liberalism has long been immune from its own contradictions. Only
Obama can protect women from Romney, when he isn't protecting them from
being President or saddling them with massive amounts of debt.
The 57 percent tilt of female to male enrollment on campus has also
meant a disproportionate share of student loan debt being amassed by
women. The students profiled in the recent New York Times article
on student debt are almost all female and if anyone has been fighting a
war on women, it would be the entire system of academic loan sharks who
trade mostly useless degrees for five and six figure debt.
The sheepskin was once a doorway to a privileged world of achievement,
but diplomas aren't made of real sheepskin anymore, and the college
degree has become as ubiquitous as tacky commencement speeches. Just
about anyone who pays a limited amount of attention in school and is
willing to take on a pile of debt can get a college degree from
somewhere. It won't be worth much, but it will cost a lot.
Universalizing college has not universalized education; it has not made
us a better educated country, only a dumber one. Universal education has
led to dumbed-down education and meaningless degrees. The only way we
could keep moving more and more students up the ladder was by making the
ladder as short as possible. Promotion, populist education and
educators who barely knew more than the students have taken care of the
rest.
A college degree was once a mark of distinction, now it's a checkmark
even for jobs that don't have any innate reason for requiring it, and
fortunes have been spent by government and students just to "stay in
place" with the jobs of yesterdays high school graduates going to
tomorrow's college grads.
The primary purpose of a degree in many fields is to provide
demonstrable proof to prospective employers that you aren't an idiot. A
high school degree once served that purpose. Now not even a college
degree does. But with a surplus of job-seekers, it's a useful way to
winnow down the stack of applications to people who can analyze the
heteronormative subtext of a detergent commercial and have few options
for employment because of their massive student loan debt.
Treating college as the new high school hasn't benefited students who
waste four years of their lives and pick up staggering debts which make
it harder for them to buy homes and start families, but it has benefited
the liberal arts infrastructure, which, despite the liberal spin, is
just as good at handing out useless degrees with no career path as any
for-profit college. And it has benefited the Democratic Party, which
rightly sees college campuses as recruitment grounds and
liberal-voter-training seminars.
The commencement speech is supposed to point students toward the future,
but where exactly is the future? A generation snickered knowingly when
Dustin Hoffman was told that there's a great future in plastics. Well
plastics have been doing all-right in the 45 years since "The Graduate" was released. Much better than diplomas and angst-ridden graduates have.
Democratic presidents have told voters that manufacturing might be gone,
but there would be degrees for everyone in the fields of tomorrow.
Obama has tweaked that pitch to promising "Green Jobs" for all. But
those degrees are being partly paid for with debt amassed with the
country that has picked up our unwanted manufacturing jobs and built an
empire out of them. While students amass their debt, the government
amasses its debt, and the holders of that debt are the people who took
up our old-fashioned non-degree jobs.
Manhattan, home to Barnard, its sibling Columbia, NYU, Pace, and dozens of others, has one leading line of work,
the restaurant business. The restaurant business doesn't require a
degree, just the willingness of pretty white people with student debt to
wait tables at below minimum wage, and of some of the city's three
million illegal aliens to work illegally in the back. The city used to
make things, now it makes sandwiches for Chinese tourists going to see a
Disney musical on Broadway. Students dissatisfied with the low wages
are, according to the erratically reliable New York Post, working at
strip clubs. Fidel Castro boasted, that in Cuba, even the prostitutes
have university degrees. Adopting the socialist degrees for everyone
approach means we can now say the same thing.
Colleges, are, unsurprisingly, the second-highest employer in Manhattan,
followed by lawyers, hospitals and investment banks. This is not a
unique snapshot; you can see similar things in London and Paris, and
they are symptoms of countries whose centers have stopped doing anything
except eating overpriced lunches, getting overpriced degrees, losing
their money on bad investments, suing each other and then dying.
It's not much of a future for a student body or a nation, which is why
commencement speeches, including the one by the Debtor-in-Chief, don't
focus on such grim realities. Instead they play to the illusion that
college is a gateway of opportunities, which it still occasionally is,
but at a diminishing percentage. There is the usual advice about trying
things, usually unexpected things, following your dreams and all the
free-spirited pieties that are the antidote to "Plastics are the
Future".
For those students not privileged enough to serve as the backdrop for
"War on Women 2012", there are consolation prize speakers like Mayor
Bloomberg, who traveled 500 miles to a state where no one had gotten
sick of him yet, to speak at the University of North Carolina, Michelle
Obama, who showed up at Virginia Tech, and Jill Biden who bored students
at Borward College. Howard University had to make do with Secretary of
Education, Arne Duncan, the best fit for a historically black school
since Richard Simmons delivered the commencement address at Tuskegee
University.
None of them will tell the students that the jobs are gone, that they
were shipped overseas so that colleges like this could have more degree
programs in environmental studies and transgender studies in comparative
literature. They won't clue them in that these are campaign stops for
the party that has bankrupted the country and whose only fallback
strategy is to promise more debt for everyone. Their message will be the
same predictably trite, "You can make a difference."
That's true enough, you can make a difference, but that's harder and
harder to do in a country where the horizons have been chained down by a
massive bureaucracy and where you have to fill out forty forms in
triplicate for permission to do even the smallest things, let alone make
a difference. Colleges don't exist to teach students to make a
difference, they exist to turn out a generation of bureaucrats or
aspiring bureaucrats who can be counted on to reliably turn out in
defense of privileges and rules. If you want someone to tell you why you
can't do something, there's a degree for that. If you want someone who
makes a difference, you're probably looking for a college dropout.
Plastics are the future, but there's more than one kind of plastic. The
manufacturing kind has mainly moved overseas, but the human kind is
still around. Colleges are in the business of making plastic people,
little "Julia" molds who work for the government, are dependent for the
government and spend their lives paying off government debt and urging
others to do their part for the socialist state that doesn't make things
anymore, except more debt slaves.
Education has long ago given way to indoctrination, to political
finishing schools where it's hard to learn anything worthwhile, but easy
to learn the habits of intellectual snobbery. "I got a crazy teacher,
he wears dark glasses," went the old song. "Things are going great, and
they're only getting better." These days all the teachers are crazy and
they all wear dark glasses. Nobody studies nuclear science anymore, only
the science of telling other people what to do because it's what best
for them. There's no nuclear armageddon ticking away in labs, just a
million community organizing Dr. Strangeloves who know that they have to
destroy the nation to save its soul.
When the speeches are done, the obligatory jokes, the namechecks of the
university president, the multitude of variations on "Reach for the
stars, keep your shoulder to the wheel and go camp out near Wall Street
to complain about corporate bonuses," then the students sweating under
the hot sun, will walk away feeling oddly heavy and light at the same
time. On their shoulders is a bundle of debt and the hopes of a nation.
The future's so bright they gotta wear mortarboards.
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