The Atlantic.com posts this story of the plight of Liberal Arts majors …
“A large chasm has opened between the fates of young liberal-arts majors and their peers in STEM (science, tech, engineering, and math) fields. The former are struggling to find work that pays, at least before their late twenties. The latter are mostly finding lucrative work after they graduate.”
While pulling back on the ‘barista’ a bit, the story is interesting reading.
Having found my first job in the training program at BBDO at the bar in the Williams Club (RIP), I feel I am unable to relate.
But I am sure that some readers will have up-to-date experience.
Comment. 45 minutes. Use as many blue books as you need. Sign the Honor Statement.
From seven years ago. Ephblog readership was larger and more diverse in interests than deconstruction. A number of comments by different readers. I’d have the post live on a click, but the “link” command doesn’t seem to be active.(Old dog etc.)
I thought it would be a safe place for my group to meet. Our group is Us Guys Who Think We Are Funny and Can Get Away With It.
Imagine my chagrin when someone crashed our meeting. Well, Mr Bozo, you certainly hurt our sense of identity. But I was able to make a Quick Change of location. Such are the risks of pioneering new thought.
That’s Ray Goulding of Bob and Ray as the guard.
I thought if Trigger Warning worked, I could get away with Safe Place.
When you are older, you realise that everything else is just nothing compared to painting and drawing.
Outlandish rubbish or the musing of one who has earned this view?
I know that Ephs hold varying views on this iconic artist.
His latest show 82 Portraits and a Still Life at the Royal Academy has an excellent catalogue for those like me who number themselves in the Pro-Hockney camp. Yet even I see the difference betewwn the portraits done in a speed test to make a point and the more thoughtful and insightful Hockney Portraits exhibition of 2007 at the Royal Portrait Gallery.
Given the exposure to art and art history of many readers of this blog, perhaps the number of comments can equal or exceed those under Most Pro Trump Eph?, now numbering 82 (a happy coincidence).
I’ll be looking for you, John C Drew, Ephalum, and dcat!
Keep in mind there is a major difference in politics between Eastern Oregon and Western Oregon. Hood River is in the Cascade Mountains buffer zone between the green and population of Western Oregon and the high desert and ranches of Eastern Oregon. Twenty miles west is Cascade Locks in a temperate rain forest, twenty miles to the east is The Dalles and the start of cowboy boots.
I am amazed and delighted this 2x/week, advertising-dependent print medium took such a stand. What is going on with your local paper?
I am reserving the right to edit a post I have made as I see fit. My intent was to point out this newspaper occurrence and to ask if anyone had seen something similar. My intent was not to provide a springboard for the usual suspects to spew forth their usual dismal prose.
There are enough springboards for this type of speech present on the blog. I simply want my observation to stand alone.
On November 16, 2015, PresidentBarack Obama announced that Minoru Yasui would receive a posthumous Presidential Medal of Freedom. The Medal was presented to Lori Yasui in a White House ceremony November 24, 2015.
See also my comment #8 under ‘Hillary’s web of Promises. A touch of harsh reality seems necessary sometimes in these prolonged intellectualized discussions of issues.
This early AM, a motorcycle with sidecar arrived at my front door with considerable clatter.A leather glove appeared attached to a messenger from an S&M-inspired delivery service. It was a letter from Quark Island, ME, the home of my old roommate Rechtal Turgidley, Jr.
Here are the contents:
Swart (he begins),
I listened on the radio to the speech of the Republican candidate last evening. I was re-examining certain Slovenian “chainbreaker” stamps from the first 1919 issue for perforation anomalies prior to a lecture I have been invited to give.
I knew I had heard this oratory style before and in fact that it connected to a particular commemorative sheet i had tucked away under “One-Man Shows”.
Here it is. The issue is in celebration of A. Hitler’s 48th birthday. The cancellation date is the 20th of April, 1937. The very day indeed.
I have appended a translation. Some may question my use of “audacious” instead of “heroic”. “Audacious” contains the meaning of “new”, and ‘first-tried’ and ‘not yet tested’. This seems so much more descriptive of the man and the oratory than the rather dusty “heroic”.
… working on some thoughts of the campus*. Son and daughter came with me.. More fleece vests with numerals and a cow for all. I can only hope that all classes have the same spirit and conviviality that the Class of 1956 has. I did manage a short 7 minute stand-up at the Saturday night dinner to the amusement of a few but the amazement of all.
Some readers may recall Will Slack ’11, a constant commenter here in the day. He made his way into the dotage of the Rogerson lunch in which Tink Campbell ’56 was awarded Joseph’s coat, to find me. A very nice man. I introduced him to son Garret as they seem to share that special level of computer nerddom (in the best sense of the word).
And I interested our only classmate member of ASCAP in trying his hand at a new Williams song. I was disappointed in the winner of the recent contest. I just got his lyrics and they are quite a different and positive perspective of the Purple Valley and Mount Graylock. I am looking forward to hearing the music.
As an aside, I did observe that the spirit of the reunion was quite positive and fun-filled. Not like the acerbic observations and divisions which seem to proliferate on Ephblog. Here’s hoping that the Center for Disease Control can keep this virus isolated to this url.
Class of 1956 has great 60th reunion! Col. Williams Mural in full glory at The Log. Historically more questionable mural of Col Williams being tackled by Red-Coated Villain Lord Jeffrey Amherst and black-vestured John Wesley more problematic!
Campus in full glory. “Buster” Grossman ’56 leads singing of The Mountains at the Rogerson Lunch the way it should be sung … with gusto!!
Yes, I am packing my requisites including purple boxers from Brooks Brothers (XL) for the events of next week.
This brings to mind James A. Garfield, Class of 1856 and the 20th President of the United States.
The number nine refers to an estimate of IQ.
In 2006, University of California at Davis psychology professor Dean Simonton completed a comprehensive study examining the “intellectual brilliance” of 42 US presidents. The top 15 who appear on this list were compiled by Libb Thims — an American engineer who compiles high IQ scores as a hobby — using the results of Simonton’s study.
Dominick Dunne, Williams Class of 1949, was awarded the Bicentennial Medal in 1999.
This is the closing line of the tribute to him: “May your remarkable skills as social anthropologist long continue to reveal the rights and wrongs of a society still groping to find its moral bearings.”
In 1995 Dominick Dunne covered the OJ Simpson trial for Vanity Fair magazine.
And what coverage it was …
If O.J. Simpson’s murder trial took place today, a perpetual stream of social-media updates from the courtroom would alert us to everything from the defense attorneys’ outfits to the most shocking moments on the stand.
In 1995, when the trial actually happened, we had none of that. Instead, we had Dominick Dunne.
In the new FX series The People v. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story, actor Robert Morse plays Dunne to perfection.
In the 15 years since the trial, we have learned many things about common police handling of blacks from harassment to the horrific use of deadly force. Perhaps it is easier now to understand, if not agree with, the black reaction to the ‘not guilty’ verdict.
Some of this process of obtaining new wisdom may apply to the many column inches of deconstruction and parsing currently running on Ephblog … there is a value to the simple humanity of trying to understand another’s point of view.
The Williams College women’s rugby team will pull the ultimate all-nighter… (Courtesy photo)
Stephen Dravis writes in the Berkshire Advocate on April 6:
Most college students pull an all-nighter at some point during their career.
Few will do anything like this.
On Easter weekend, the Williams College women’s rugby team will play a 24-hour match against Keene State that the teams hope will land them a place in Guinness World Records history and — more importantly — help in the fight against cancer.
The inaugural Scrum for a Cure will get under way at 8 a.m. on Saturday, April 23, at Cole Field and end, if all goes according to plan, sometime after 8 a.m. on Easter Sunday.
Twenty-four hours of running and bone-jarring tackles may not be the easiest way to raise awareness of breast and colorectal cancer research, but Williams captain Leah Lansdowne said her team is up to the challenge.
“I think rugby is a unique sport for women to play,” Lansdowne said. “It involves some strong women. I think there’s a solidarity to raising money for a cancer that affects primarily women.”
That’s why the Williams players immediately got on board when their friends at Keene State suggested a breast cancer fundraiser of some kind — possibly involving pink uniforms.
Lansdowne said it was Williams coach Gina Coleman who suggested the teams take their efforts to another level.
“Somebody in the group said, ‘How about something like the March of Dimes does where people would pledge for every minute played? If we go the distance, we can raise a lot of money,'” recalled Coleman, who also is the college’s associate dean of students. “I said, if it’s of Guinness proportions, you could raise a lot. That’s when the idea came about.”
In light of the D Kane post above and the blaming of Prof Burger for the Kane-perceived failure of Williams as an educational institution, this post is resurrected for the positive changes to math teaching in the past years it presents.
Math postcards by John S Dykes
“In the late 1980’s … the College graduated about a dozen math majors each year. But new department chair Frank Morgan and some of his colleagues contemplated a more inclusive view of the discipline they variously describe as “beautiful,” “pleasurable” and “creative.” “Everybody deserves a chance to do this,” Morgan says. “It’s like music—people should have a chance to enjoy math.”
Would Donald Richmond, head of the department have said that? And what of Volney Hunter Wells, Professor Emeritus?
I am sure that in the nerdish contingent of EphBlog, there are many who have sent home the postcards so wonderfully rendered by John Dykes. But what of the whimperings of one roommate freshman year taking Calc 1-2? And he played goalie on the hockey and lacrosse team, so he was used to having his head beat in.
Speak up, ye Eulogists of Euler! Is it really music?