I’m not sure how I feel being on the other side of a “recruitment” at a place where the students are not unhappy. People can tell it as it is without scaring people off.

I guess what I don’t like about it is the forced mingling that I associate with past events. I’ve had too much experience with forced mingling and socializing as an undergraduate to appreciate any more the finer points of convincing advice.

But I have to consciously tell myself that this is different. For (certain types of) potential graduate students it’s basically a job interview. Once you get accepted, the school is offering you money to attend. For a potential undergrad, (in certain instances) the administrators are attempting to lure in suckers who are willing to pay to learn.

And then, of course, I realize how contrary the means are despite the similar paths. But this leads to one conclusion: since learning has been associated with money, learning or education is a commodity. As an idealist, I find this disconcerting. Education should be a right, not a commodity! Unfortunately, this may remain the case as long as people are fixated on the haves and have nots.

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On the other hand:

Stupidity should be cured, says DNA discoverer. I’m not surprised. Why? Watson is always saying outlandish things in order to garner attention. Case in point, one of his quotes: “People say it would be terrible if we made all girls pretty. I think it would be great.” Of course everyone will disagree with him. That’s why he said it. I’m not saying that the things he proposed are impossible, just that they’re at the very least ethically dubious.

Sonic Doom. “An acoustic weapon disorients rioters and afflicts an invading army with nausea. It can create ‘ghosts’ and arouse animal passions. Fantastic? Jack Sergeant, delving into the possible uses and abuses of infrasound, isn’t so sure.” It’s not infrasound but my personal sonic doom is the telephone. It rings in the middle of the night disrupting me from my much needed unconsciousness. Am I the only person who sleeps around here?