Monday, November 05, 2007

Perspiring dreams

In which I remind people what a university's for.

PS: And from Violet, one of the funniest blog posts I've read in ages.

8 comments:

Jun Okumura said...

For an unprintable version, it's pretty tame. Let's take a look at the printable one...

Cripes, it's completely the same, word for word! What the...


So Peterhouse winds up doing one humongous bash every three years? Kind'a like savin' yerself fer the weddin', right?

It's not?

Marsha Klein said...

Jesus! I'd forgotten what a self-righteous, po-faced bunch science and engineering graduates can be.

Even although I was an undergraduate who "spent three solid years in the library gulag" with very little time off for bad behaviour, I applaud the opinions you express in this piece. You learn so much outside the lecture theatre and most of that remains of value, whereas an awful lot of what your coursework becomes irrelevant the minute your degree is awarded. Whatever some of your commenters say this is also true for engineering/science graduates - and I do know whereof I speak, I married one of the self-righteous, po-faced beggars!

Hurrah for language and people like you who use it to such entertaining effect!

St. Anthony said...

Absolutely - sticking to the narrow confines of whatever degree you take isn't the best way to get an education or to gain an understanding of that vague thing 'culture'.
I consider myself an autodidact - before, during and after I went to university.

Tim Footman said...

Jun: I always thought Peterhouse chaps weren't the marrying kind, if you get my drift. Times change, it seems.

I wasn't trying to stage an arts vs sciences foodfight, Marsha. Maybe I should have pretended to be a chemist.

Talking of which, the only culture some people see at university is in a Petri dish, Anthony. Although maybe that's what college should be: an environment where strange cultures should develop unimpeded, even if they get a bit smelly and toxic...

Spinsterella said...

Hmmm, but what about those of us who weren't joiners or organisers?

I was, frankly, terrified of all the uber-confident types who ran for union posts (or even the very low-key history society posts) and wrote for the uni magazine and handed out club flyers because they were on various committees.

I didn't even join a society never mind help run one - not wild good for the old CV come graduation...

And yeah, aren't those 'arts degrees are easy' people a bunch of utter cunts?

I got so sick of people at uni telling me that THEY couldn't possibly get a bar job because their subject was so much more difficult.

Bollocks - in my pub and restaurant jobs I worked with plenty of student medics/architects etc etc.

Tim Footman said...

Science students seemed to have more contact time, Spin, but I wasn't aware that they were actually working harder. Arts people had to be better at time management for all the reading - maybe that means they've got more flexibility when taking jobs.

On the other hand, the hardest working students I knew, in terms of the time and effort they had to devote to their courses, were in the drama department.

llewtrah said...

I must read Violet more often. Still chuckling.

violetforthemoment said...

~blushes~