I'm getting drunk right now on Saturday evening so it's a good time to schedule a post for AWC. This came through on the telegraph today and I don't quite know what to think about it. On the one hand, it's an expression of misery that academia inspires in all of us. Or, it's bullshit. Maybe both. Honestly, I can't figure it out. It's like some Andy Kaufman routine that you don't know when to laugh. Well, that's what happens when you read a blog moderated by somebody who has drank 10 beers already. I leave it to you, my presumably more sober readers, to figure this out. Let's have it out in the comments.
From Living in the Real World:
I am a full tenured professor. I have been told that I can have high standards in my classes. LOL Most of the folks in my graduate class are unemployable undergraduates from our school. But they can get federal money so... The majority are functionally illiterate and have never written a paper.
I have been to this rodeo before. The survival mode I have followed is to show up happy for my weekly three hour class and do nothing to indicate that they are stupid and unmotivated. I required a cut and paste 10 page paper that they presented to the class. Of course, all my requirements are mere suggestions. The 30 minute presentation was usually 20 minutes (including a Youtube video). The lowest grade I gave was a B for the course and had fantastic evaluations. I have one colleague that requires performance from students. The police arrested one of his students that threatened to kill him, etc. etc. I guess he is not with the program.
Some interesting facts: my university will hire some of those getting a master's degree in my area to teach our undergraduates; many of the students have severe psychological problems that are untreated; we only had two qualified applicants apply for one position and both turned us down.
I am two years away from a state retirement but will not be coming back for Fall semester. It just isn't worth it.