Tuesday, October 28, 2014

 

The Future of Higher Education


Working Scholar

Brencher knew his PhD from The Interstellar
University was earned by doing practically
nothing.

Now teaching at a prestigious institution
in New York State, he didn't fear getting
exposed as a fraud, since he each day
introduced a controversial topic and let
the students fight it out.

Inserting, of course, a hmmm or uh huh.

Today, a twentieth century song: You picked
a fine time to leave me, Lucille!


Males and females lined up rhetorically,
and let fly.

He graded on class participation, not wanting
to read anything the simpletons might compose.

Some few sat with sarcastic faces, but he forced
them to speak also.

Thus could he give all of them A's.

Dean called him in. Danger-Time!

But he just complained that the average grade
had become A for the entire university.

“WE'VE LOST OUR STANDARDS!”


As Dr Brencher headed for a seminar for the professors
entitled Creative Instruction in the Twenty-Eighth Century,
he couldn't stop laughing.

When tears rolled down his cheeks outside the Student Union,
Melissy Oxard, one of his students, felt it mirrored his soul.

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