This might be the best summary of the sordid realities of American college admissions that currently exists. Despite how depressing it is — millions of childhoods destroyed trying to win an opaque, brutal, zero-sum narrative-crafting pageant, all because simply relying on test scores like other countries do is politically unpalatable — r…
This might be the best summary of the sordid realities of American college admissions that currently exists. Despite how depressing it is — millions of childhoods destroyed trying to win an opaque, brutal, zero-sum narrative-crafting pageant, all because simply relying on test scores like other countries do is politically unpalatable — reading this also filled me with a strange joy. The joy comes from knowing that the undergrad admissions machine could’ve easily destroyed my life *but didn’t*: even though I went directly against what the machine was looking for in almost every way, I’m now safely on the other end, and about as successful as I could’ve reasonably hoped. Of course I worry about my kids.
This might be the best summary of the sordid realities of American college admissions that currently exists. Despite how depressing it is — millions of childhoods destroyed trying to win an opaque, brutal, zero-sum narrative-crafting pageant, all because simply relying on test scores like other countries do is politically unpalatable — reading this also filled me with a strange joy. The joy comes from knowing that the undergrad admissions machine could’ve easily destroyed my life *but didn’t*: even though I went directly against what the machine was looking for in almost every way, I’m now safely on the other end, and about as successful as I could’ve reasonably hoped. Of course I worry about my kids.