Monday, February 23, 2015

Calc I Haikus

(i)
The derivative 
The derivative is hard
Good luck GPA
(ii)
Lemurs live the dream
They don't do derivatives
Math is really hard
(iii)
The lemurs jumped from
the space shuttle and began
skiing down Diag
(iv)
Flying through the void
Leaving behind the ground quick
Always fly: shuttle
(v)
Nothing is as odd
as skiing down the diag
that has no real hill
---from the overworked students of section 001.

Ick!

I didn't particular enjoy writing college admission essays---the whole idea of "selling oneself" just didn't quite click. I understand what it is and why it would be necessary, but somehow just. Can't. Bring myself to do it. People should't make judgements about other people based on a small amount of information cherry-picked and presented to them in a short period of time under intense pressure. Such judgements seem to be almost certainly doomed to be bad judgements, on the whole. But well. Such is the way (parts of) the world work at the moment ...
And now I find myself on---not quite the other side, but another side anyway---of the table. Not making admissions decisions, but having to give my evaluation or impression of an applicant based on a small amount of information they cherry-pick and present to me within a short period of time under pressure. An evaluation or impression which will then form part of the small amount of information that the people who actually make decisions will actually see. I'm not particularly enjoying it either.
Talking to those people was fun. Having to evaluate them, not so much. I could be just brutally honest. Some of the applicants I interviewed were really interesting people and had interesting ideas, and those I thought really deserved a shot at admission. Some others just seemed like lost high school seniors. But I feel bad writing that. I don't know whether that would be quite enough to torpedo their chances of admission, but it's certainly not going to help; and looking back, I was probably more like one of them than like the people who had ideas and interesting things to say.
Meh. Maybe I'll just bite the bullet and do that (in more diplomatic language.) I'm sorry, but at the end of the day I'm not responsible for the dizzyingly low admission rate.
I guess what you really should do, if you feel bad about hindering these kids, is to address the issue of educational (in)equity more broadly and think about broadening opportunities and access to education at a level comparable to Princeton ... 

Tuesday, February 03, 2015

In which I feel vindicated

A proprement parler, il n'y a pas de certitude; il y a seulement des hommes certains
Charles Renouvier
Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point
Blaise Pascal