I just saw an article in the NY Post titled, Picking the Right College Major Could be Worth 1.7M.
Aside from the bullshit title, it's an article that is chock full of facts that were general knowledge back when I was in Eighth Grade.
However times have changed.
A friend of the family has a kid that is the right age to go to college.
As a friend my advice was asked.
Naturally my reply was, "for fuck's sake don't go to college unless you have an actual reason to go there. It's monumental waste of precious time. You'll only end up enslaved to your student loan debt and I do mean enslaved. Those damn things are non-dischargeable Debt Bondage is the oldest type of slavery in the world so I when I said enslaved, I meant enslaved. Why if..."
I want to be a veterinarian.
(*Cataline gives a long tired sigh*) Well I knew the kid had the brains for it and wasn't going to be dissuaded by me.
"Fine forget about the Pre-vet program, it's garbage to suck money out of idiots who can't get into the grad school program. Get a double major in Animal Science and Micro-biology. Also get adopted by a Native American tribe because the Dean of Admissions is a complete SJW who will turn you down flat just for being White."
"Also you'll want to interview your potential college while they are interviewing you."
What do you mean?
"Ask them questions, like..." And here I gave the kid a list. I was a little surprised I needed to. That was pretty standard stuff when I was a kid. It turned out that times had changed.
I later asked the kid's mom how it went and she said, "Okay" in a manner that meant that it wasn't.
"What's wrong?" I wanted to know.
Plenty as it turned out. When the kid had asked, "how much money can I expect to earn in the first year with this degree?
The answer from this major university was effectively, fucked if we know.
It turned out that that kid was first one to ask that question in fifteen years. Think about that for a second. They stopped, getting asked that question by potential students in 2002. I honestly couldn't blame the college for not bothering to know what the answer was when it would cost money to survey the first year graduates. Why spend that money for a question that isn't going to get asked.
How much is your degree worth? Is easily the most important question you can ask a college if like me, you neglected to be born into money.
And for the last fifteen years. Every college freshmen was acting like they were born into money. How on Earth was this very basic planning for post graduate survival ignored?
Cataline shall now quote Cataline:
Gen X frequently asks the question, what the hell is wrong with the Millennials?
They live in padded bubbles where nothing bad can reach them. Entirely free from the merciless ravages of reality. How is this possible?
I recently ran across a statistic that shocked me. I didn't believe it at first and then I started running it through the mazes of my mind. And I realized it was perfectly true.
Almost everyone born before 1961 went through a period of malnutrition at some point in their lives.
Think about that for a moment or two. Almost everyone.
Food wasn't as plentiful or anywhere near as cheap as it is now. Prior to 1961 if the meat was past it's sell by date and vegetables were wilted, you boiled them to death and seasoned the hell out of them. You then tried not to think about the taste and you roared at your kids if they didn't finish everything on their plate because what was on their plate was it. There was nothing else available, the cupboard was usually bare. Making kids eat gone off food was a matter of survival. It was also a matter of personal humiliation if you were their Dad. Backyard gardens were everywhere and they had nothing to do with eating healthy other than it was healthy to eat. A few backyard chickens were often an edge against non-survival. Weasels and chicken-hawks were a threat to your family's existence.
Those days were gone but not at all forgotten for Generation X, when we were kids.
Saltine crackers and milk were still a treat when I was a kid, not the emergency rations they are now. If Mom bought Ritz crackers you knew you were having company that night because they sure as hell weren't for you. If you didn't eat everything on your plate, you were morally bankrupt as a seven year old human.
Generation X was the first generation born and raised without the physical threat of starvation hanging over their heads. But the societal memory was still there. We were raised in an environment where there was always the question in the back of our parents minds, 'will there be enough to eat tonight?'
There always was of course but the demands of a clean plate at the end of every meal lead to Gen X's notorious problem with it's waist line. Fat cell numbers are set in childhood but stay constant in adulthood. If you are fat as a kid you are going to be fighting a weight problem your whole life.
But as I said we were raised in the memory of hard times. Hungry times. Survival urgency was real for us as a threat, even if it was a threat held in the abeyance all of our lives.
A real threat to your survival is the ultimate reality. It keeps you grounded.
When the Millennials came along, even the memory of real hunger had faded.
Think about really beautiful girls and I don't mean good looking. I mean no shit actual TENs. Can you name one that isn't ditzy as hell? Of course you can't. Beautiful girls are raised in a bubble where everyone is kind to them and smiles at them whenever they walk into a room. They are insulated from the harshness of casual cruelty because everyone wants to keep beautiful girls smiling beautifully. No one wants to hurt their feelings, (*notable exception of course being other beautiful girls. Hurting a beautiful girl's feelings are very much on the table then*).
They grew up in a world where there hasn't been want for two generations. They don't have anyone in their family who was in danger of starving to death ever.
But they could be first. And sooner than they think.