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Saturday, June 30, 2007
Gallaudet University Now on Probation. Background to this sad story here. 'Gallaudet University has been placed on probation by its accrediting agency. |
{NOTE: This SOS post has already appeared at UD's branch campus, Inside Higher Education. She reproduces it here in order to add it to her SOS-labeled posts, now all gathered in one place. Just click on SOS at the bottom of this post to get to UD's Scathing Online Schoolmarm collection.} Scathing Online Schoolmarm A vain man struggles with the threat to his self-importance that student evaluations represent. His writing, in the New York Times Magazine, is a good example of something UD's written about on her main campus, in relation to another New York Times writer, Jane Brody: If you're not a very good writer, your writing may reveal unpleasant elements of your character. These elements, which you of course do not wish to reveal, but which your inability to control your writing will out, may fatally distract your reader from the content of your argument. The writer, David Holmberg, a man of the left, has strong political views. A piece he wrote for The Nation elicited a furious letter from someone he interviewed about the Emmett Till case: Holmberg provided misinformation to your readers by not accurately quoting me and, in several instances, by misquoting me regarding my supposed subjects--from conversations that were strictly off the record. One individual erroneously mentioned by name in the troubling piece later contacted me by phone. "This article has ruined my family!" he said. I never identified any individual when speaking to Holmberg, neither confirming nor denying his speculative assumptions. I certainly did not quote any source by name at any time. Holmberg's actions have cast The Nation in a dreadful light. Holmberg's response makes pretty clear that he considers what he pompously calls his responsibility to "history itself" to be a higher moral imperative than niceties like source protection: ... I'm sympathetic with his concerns, but I don't consider it journalistically responsible to indefinitely withhold possibly important information about a historically significant case. And as a practical matter, it's not possible in a competitive journalistic environment.... As for compromising or jeopardizing his sources, that's a risk journalists take every day when they decide to publish a story. It can't be used as a permanent excuse for sitting on information that's vital to the public, and in this case to the possible administration of justice and to history itself. Here's the New York Times piece: We know, aphoristically, about sticks and stones breaking our bones and words being comparatively harmless. But those of us who work with words professionally may be especially susceptible to etymological wounds. [Already a bit strange. Etymology refers to the study of the history of words. UD's been wounded by words, sure, but never by the study of the history of words.] I have been a working journalist and a part-time professor, both of which harbor a verbal vulnerability factor — or should I call it a linguistic punishment index? My heart goes out to the department chair. Here's a paranoid furious man doing personal searches on students who've offended him, practically tearing up evaluation sheets, getting pretty wretched course evaluations again and again... What the hell can she say? She's gotta think fast. Why do his students dislike him? The reasons are as obvious to her as they are to us, but... uh... no, it's suburban bias against the big city! Plus they're clones of their right-wing parents! Calm down, man! Labels: SOS |
Friday, June 29, 2007
Fax, Fiction As ever, eventually an anonymous tip comes along. This time, it came via fax: 'The longtime director of the Detroit Zoo could lose his $175,000-a-year job after acknowledging that he never received a doctorate in zoology, officials say. ---grand haven tribune--- |
Snapshots from Home Further Bloodletting ![]() I'm not sure how descriptions of my regular donations at the National Institutes of Health's blood bank became a series on University Diaries, but okay. And I mean regular. I looked at my printout while I was waiting to give. I'm what they call a "galloner." It all starts with a phone call from a woman named Sparkle (her real name). She reminds UD that her O positive, CMV negative blood is all the rage, so would UD please come over and give them some. Today, as it happens, UD is having lunch with her friend Karyna in 'thesda, and Karyna's happy to drop her at the big barred security gates of NIH after their meal at Cafe Deluxe. UD has a salade nicoise ![]() Naively, UD begins walking toward the NIH campus at the entrance where Karyna drops her off. An anxious security guard immediately accosts her, and directs her to wait for a perimeter shuttle down the block. This shows up in seconds. There's no one on it but UD and the driver, and they have a wide-ranging chat about his love of gambling in Atlantic City; his tall dark and handsome son who's having trouble fighting off women; his inability to give blood because of his diabetes; UD's love of the sun and how if she had it to do all over again she'd be an undergrad at the University of Hawaii; UD's preference for places like Rehoboth over Atlantic City; and how it doesn't matter if you can't give blood, because there are lots of other good things you can do. She's in the Clinical Center now, a gargantuan building ![]() in which UD must walk down corridor after corridor to get to the blood bank. They're having computer trouble today. UD is asked to sit tight in the little examination cubicle where they check her iron content and pulse and blood pressure to make sure she's able to give. Idly, UD wanders to the computer in the corner of the room and does some GMAIL chatting with a friend of hers who works at US News. "Hope you don't mind my commandeering your computer," UD says to the nurse who eventually arrives. "Actually, I do. That's government property." UD stops what's she doing immediately, of course. But UD, daughter of a long-serving NIH scientist, is so not impressed by this. Her father, and everyone else, was always bringing home government property... Of course, it was mainly those ugly black pens... ![]() No computers in those days... UD aces her pre-donation tests and walks into an adjacent room to lie down and have the stuff out. As always, before she lies down, UD grabs the stupidest-looking magazine she can find. With her right arm (the veins are better in her left), she holds this aloft and reads it intently -- all in order not to look at the nurse sticking a needle in her arm, and then not to look at her blood in the tube. She finds that things go more smoothly - in this as in so many aspects of her life - when she's in denial. At some point another nurse, with a notepad, comes over to interview UD as part of an experiment about iron content in which UD's been entered as a "control." (That is, UD's part of the group that has no trouble with iron content.) Then it's just a matter of squeezing the little ball they give you to get the blood out faster... doesn't take long at all... And now the nurse is wrapping a bright pink bandage with happy faces on it (would it be rude or snobby to ask for another...? oh, forget it...) around her left arm, and UD's free to go. |
Bishop Pricked Back in February, UD anticipated that, given general corruption levels in the state of Alabama, specific corruption levels at Bishop State could go on indefinitely. She quoted a local editorial about it: '... [I]t's hard to top the story of a [Bishop State] employee (since charged with a crime) whose 67-year-old disabled grandmother was receiving athletic scholarships to play three sports at Bishop State just months before she died. The real beauty here was Kennedy's simultaneous appointment as president and state legislator... UD figured this amazing synergy would give her and her buds a free hand as long as she liked... Yet even Alabama has pillage limits, apparently. UD's friend Scott Jaschik, at Inside Higher Ed, reports: Yvonne Kennedy on Wednesday announced plans to resign as president of Bishop State Community College, The Mobile Press-Register reported. The State Board of Education has been facing calls to oust Kennedy as leader of the scandal-plagued Alabama institution. Twenty-seven people, many of them former employees, [face] charges of theft of financial aid and sports funds from the college; state and federal officials are questioning the college’s management of various grants; and the college has been placed on probation by its accreditor, the Southern Association of Colleges and Schools. On Thursday, the state board ordered Kennedy to fire David Thomas, head of the college’s Division of Adult Education and Economic Development, because of his recent impeachment from the Mobile school board over accusations that he used school money to but $9,000 worth of Mardi Gras parade items, and because he pleaded guilty to charges of leaving the scene of an accident after a 2005 incident in which he ran over a 8-year-old girl’s foot. |
Thursday, June 28, 2007
This is Nicely Written... ...but there's a curious tension in it that has to do with money. 'The Indianapolis Star is reporting that NCAA President Myles Brand was paid $895,000 in salary, benefits and expenses last year. What for? [Okay. So begins by asking a basic and important question: Does Brand deserve the enormously high salary he gets?] ---fanhouse, aol sports--- |
![]() A Woman's Calming Touch... ...is so what's needed in this anxious masculine analysis, by William Deresiewicz in The American Scholar, and Scott McLemee in Inside Higher Ed, of eros in university life. Both men worry at length about the pathetic emasculated male humanities professor, as he's portrayed in popular culture, and as he may well be in real life -- a "pompous, lecherous, alcoholic failure," as Deresiewicz writes, a man who's all about "moral failure and the frustrations of petty ambition."Deresiewicz cites an absolute ton of films and books over many years consistently portraying professors like this -- humanities professors, that is: 'It seems that in the popular imagination, “professor” means “humanities professor.” Of course, there are plenty of science professors in movies and books, but they are understood as scientists, not professors. Social scientists are quoted liberally in the press, but generally under the rubric of “scholar” or “expert.” Stereotypes arise from the partitioning of complex realities — academics play multiple roles — into mutually isolated simplifications. Say the word professor, and the popular mind, now as in the old days, conjures up the image of a quotation-spouting bookworm. And it is that figure who has become an object lesson in the vanity of ambition. Here are a couple of typical observations along these lines. The first is a charming bit of self-awareness from a professor commenting on McLemee's piece in IHE: "I’ve learned to accept that my students tend to see me as some sort of quaint loser, somewhat along the lines of a Disney dwarf. If that’s the price I have to pay for not racing with the rats, no problem — well worth it. I suppose I’m protected from the Viagra thing [McLemee calls these desperate, not-very-impressive lechers "Casaubons on Viagra"] by being fat and jolly." The second is from Gillian Rose's autobiography, Love's Work, in which she describes herself at a faculty meeting one day: "I found myself in a routinely tedious faculty meeting... On this particular occasion, I was aware of an intense aura emanating from someone whom I had never seen before, an intense, sexual aura, aimed precisley and accurately at my vacant being. 'A man,' I wondered, 'could there be a man in this meeting?'" (Of course the room was full of men, all castrati as far as Rose was concerned; she's describing the appearance of a new faculty member, actually recognizable as a real man.) How much of a problem, though, is this, really? We're talking only about male humanities professors who haven't gotten with the program. What program, UD? The program that, later in his essay, Deresiewicz describes in this way: "A single-minded focus on research plus a talent for bureaucratic maneuvering." This is how most academics in all departments, at least at competitive schools, live, as Phillip Rieff long ago explained to one of his graduate students: "[Y]ou had better understand that the profession that you are going into [should be] all about teaching [the student recalls Rieff telling him]. I know many professors who went into this business because they loved writing books and articles and developing a little coterie of admirers. ...Most academics are too narcissistic to be the parental figures that they need to be. They will slam their door on a student just so they can write their next forgettable article or book... These self-involved characters will also turn their wives into secretaries and sacrifice their children to feckless books." Now it's true that in this cohort, as Rieff goes on to say, there will be a few -- a few male humanities professors -- who will get "into their 50s and ... feel the limits of their talents." This sad lot will fall "into very serious despair, because it [is] clear that they [are] never going to become the Kierkegaard that they imagined they were, and they [dread] teaching." But let me be a bit more generous than Deresiewicz or Rieff here and suggest that another reason for lecherous alcoholic despair among certain male humanities professors can be found right inside that Kierkegaard. If, every single semester of your life, you had to descend into fear and loathing and sickness unto death, or had to reread every stanza of Tennyson's In Memoriam, or had to recite "Margaret, are you grieving/ Over Goldengrove unleaving," wouldn't you get a bit down? Serious thought undermines. As one of Saul Bellow's characters says, "Maybe an unexamined life is not worth living. But a man's examined life can make him wish he was dead." A final reason for the glum horny thing we've got going here is what UD'd call a lack of scope for rascality. It's hard to feel you're a real man unless you can occasionally misbehave in gratifying ways, but the only departments where this can be done (aside, obviously, from athletics) are business, economics, engineering, and those hard sciences that attract a lot of funding. This is where Deresiewicz's thing about a talent for bureaucratic maneuvering comes in. You want to feel you're a player in capitalist sport, but there's just no way to play in English departments. No one cares how badly you abuse the little gifts -- the Guggenheim, the weeny grant for two weeks in a room near an Italian lake -- that the humanities offer. If, as Rieff suggests, the humanities professor is not supplementing his goodie bag with a love of teaching, he's on his way down. |
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
The Recent Rash'A Samford University football player has taken the recent rash of off-field arrests to new heights - by robbing a bank. It's the total shock that gets UD. How totally shocked do you think the head coach really was? Even if he was first-year? It's like this poor guy Akey at the University of Idaho. (UD thanks Dave, a reader, for sending her the following, from The Idaho Statesman.) 'Next month, Idaho football coach Robb Akey will head to Wallowa Lake in Joseph, Ore., for an annual fly-fishing getaway with friends. |
Blogoscopy / SOS A lot of guys find blogs threatening. I don't know why. We've seen Robert Samuelson growl at them. We've seen Michael Kinsley whine about them. Now there's Paul F. Campos. I once asked a friend of mine, a novelist, why so many writers have drinking problems. "A better question is why so many drinkers have writing problems," he replied. [This is amusing, but what's the connection between the sally and the point coming up about there being a lot of law bloggers?] Labels: SOS |
More on French Universities... ...from an American currently teaching in one. (For UD's own impressions of a semester teaching at the University of Toulouse, go here.) My students are surprised that school curricula and funding varies according to state, whereas I still have difficulty getting my head around centralized National Education; my students are intrigued by the idea of "autonomous" American universities and I openly advocate for universities in France to be liberated from the grip of the State; my students are impressed that American students can take time off from university and come back when they want; my students are shocked at the cost of higher education in America and yet at their French university they cannot find a computer, much less a printer, on which to type up or print out their final papers. There is little to no infrastructure in place for the students-- no student newspaper, no career services, a minimally-equipped library open very few hours of the day and not at all on the weekend, a student cafeteria open only for lunch, and they still refuse to pay any more than 400 euros a year. "Studying is a right, not a privilege," is the slogan they repeat, and this slogan prevents French universities from instituting a selection process or charging tuition. ---huffington post--- |
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
From the Santa Clara University Media Relations Office 'School’s out, summer is here, and it’s time for the Ethics and Leadership Camp for Public Officials at Santa Clara University. |
I Guess Length Does Count. Headline, today's Chronicle of Higher Education: 'Private-Colleges Group Proposes Template to Foster Comparisons of Members' |
UD's Proud to Say... ...that The American Scene, "an ongoing review of politics and culture," now links to University Diaries. |
Cries and Whispers This morning, SOS shifts her ancient glittering eyes to higher level problems in prose, problems that can convey a kind of whispery weakness to an essay. She considers an okay piece in Inside Higher Education that would be much better if the writer stopped overusing to be verbs. First, here's the deal on to be verbs, from the South Dakota State Writing Center's webpage: To be verbs are all the various forms of that verb: am, is, are, was, were, has or have been, had been, will have been, being, and to be. They are used to link a subject with a noun or adjective complement, to precede the ing-form of an action verb to form continuous tenses, and to precede the past participle of a transitive verb to form the passive. All of the following examples are correct, but many of them are boring. Changing them to the actor-action sentence pattern normally makes the sentences more interesting and concise. Let us see how to be or not to be plays out at greater length. This month I finished my first full year of teaching as a tenure-track professor. I’ve learned a lot this year [redundancy of "year...year" not a great idea], much of it an odd amalgam [odd amalgam's nice] of the practical and philosophical: I’ve reflected on the nature of education. I’ve pondered the ultimate existential importance [drop ultimate -- already the reader's getting a general sense of wordiness] of education for the development of the individual. I’ve also mastered the overhead projector in my classroom and learned how to make two-sided hand outs on the office photcopier. [This is supposed to be funny, the absurd disproportion between grandly existential values and the trivial business of two-sided handouts. It could be funny. But it's not, because the writer's prose isn't sharp and lean enough to let the humor out. Again, it's the wordiness problem.] But the one thing that I learned this year that I did not expect to learn was the value — and inevitability — of intimacy. One of the commenters on this piece at IHE writes "Get an editor. Brevity is the soul of...oh, never mind." This person is noticing... er, notices, what UD has noticed: Although in fact a short essay, it reads long because of its writing style. Labels: SOS |
Sunday, June 24, 2007
SOS: Page A1, Sunday New York Times This morning, Scathing Online Schoolmarm considers a very well-written, high-profile news article on the front page of the Sunday New York Times -- arguably the most prominent, most-read, front-page in the world. UD has already noted on this blog occasional lapses of news-sense on the part of her beloved newspaper, moments when this impressively international publication loses the bigger picture and betrays a certain parochialism. Here's an example. HEADLINE: A Fairway View, But the Window is Often Broken Intriguing. What's it mean? What's it about? Golf, I guess. A good headline -- makes you want to read on. Let's do that. When she moved into her retirement condominium on a golf course, Eleanor Weiner admired the lush, pristine views of the fairways and greens, a landscape she never had to mow or maintain. Not long after, as she prepared dinner, a golf ball shattered the kitchen window, whistled past her head and crashed through the glass on her oven door. Ms. Weiner retrieved the ball from her oven and stalked outside to confront the golfer who had launched the missile. Starts with narrative. A very good idea. But the writer clearly means this story to generate sympathy for poor Ms. Weiner, shattered by the evil golf ball. And we're going to have trouble sympathizing, aren't we? “He told me that’s what I get for living on a golf course,” said Ms. Weiner, who has lived for a dozen years alongside Rancho Las Palmas Country Club near Palm Springs, Calif. “That was the first time I heard that, but it surely hasn’t been the last.” Damn straight. Live on a golf course, get golf balls. UD's with all the guys telling her off. So the story's already a bit broken. Also, UD's beginning to wonder why the editorial staff of the New York Times thinks golf balls in your windows is a subject, let alone a Sunday A1 subject. Has Ms. Weiner has been hit in the head by so many golf balls that she's become a demented invalid? If UD doesn't read something like this in the next few paragraphs, she's going to wonder even more why an international newspaper has put a non-story on its front page. The intersection of errant golf shots and private property is not a new phenomenon. But with new gear that enables average golfers to hit a ball 250 yards, and with golf communities sprouting nationwide — 70 percent of new courses include housing — it is becoming an increasingly prominent problem. Most homes built near this country’s 16,000 golf courses may not be in the cross hairs of slicing duffers, but thousands are. Already the note of desperation. The writer knows how microscopically trivial his assignment -- the dueling interests of the rich, the battle royale between lush-living retirees and state of the art golf gear owners -- is, so he struggles to beef it up with words like "prominent" and "cross hairs." Plus look at that statistic! Thousands of people just like Ms. Weiner all over this country are being shattered by golf balls... And listen to this! Before buying a five-bedroom house in Maricopa, Ariz., Jenny Robertson scrutinized it, with her mother’s help, according to feng shui principles to assess its harmony with its surroundings. Mrs. Robertson, who is not a golfer, barely looked at the tee box 150 yards from her backyard. Abu Gharib nothing! Look what people right here in this country are going through! And this woman did everything right -- she feng shuied for Chrissake! And the havoc! Dented cars! But there's a solution. There's a happy ending. Which also makes UD wonder why the Times ran this piece. Ms. Weiner ... turned to Screenmobile, a company that specializes in heavy-duty screens for doors and windows. Screenmobile said it received more than 400 calls from homeowners last year. Four hundred calls just last year. Labels: SOS |
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Medildo Meltdown You already know, if you've been paying attention, that UD attended the Medill School of Journalism at Northwestern University for one year (Medill students called themselves Medildoes when UD was there) before transferring to NU's English department. She was not happy at Medill. Now it turns out that "a series of internal and external audits in recent years [has] judged Medill -- which enjoys seeing itself as a journalism school without equal -- as an academic basket case." The Chicago Reader story that reports this doesn't say exactly how Medill's a basket case, but I'd guess this means it's losing students to other J-schools, isn't getting good jobs for its graduates, has an incoherent curriculum, has high levels of student discontent, etc. Because of the crisis, NU's president has appointed a new head of the school who's all about technology, online venues, and consumers rather than writing style, newspapers, and readers. Inside Higher Ed reported on the shift last year: Further integrating media management into the journalism education is now essential for a well-rounded education [said the new head of the school]. In a statement, [he] referred to much of the media’s inability to keep up with technology and consumer preferences. [There's a] growing need for media outlets to increase their marketing savvy... [The school also needs] to help students understand trends in how people consume media. [Another person involved in the change said that these changes will] certainly make marketing a larger part of the average journalism student’s experience. [He said that] marketing knowledge doesn’t necessarily “infect” journalistic content, but that if journalists want readers, they need to know how to produce good work, but also “how the audience wants to get it, and who they are.” The bottom line, as a commenter on the IHE thread put it, is that "traditional print news publishers haven’t figured how to make money at new methods of electronic publishing." In an NU alumni magazine article, Medill's new leader says that The use of technology is another area that will be beefed up.... UD's ambivalent about these changes. She needs to know more about them. She certainly remembers a very unimpressive Medill School of Journalism, but she suspects that all schools of journalism are unimpressive because they're schools of journalism. Anyway, Northwestern's faculty has decided it's royally pissed: The faculty senate at Northwestern University has formally accused NU’s administration of abolishing democracy at the Medill School of Journalism. A resolution passed unanimously June 6 by the General Faculty Committee says it found NU’s “suspension of faculty governance at [Medill] to be unacceptable and in violation of the University’s Statutes.” The resolution predicts “curricular changes that are ill considered . . . the demoralization and enmity of the faculty . . . damage to the national reputation of the School . . . the loss of and the inability to hire faculty who believe that the faculty’s role in governance is important for students, faculty and the public.” Again, UD would have to know a great deal more to say whether the faculty's right to be outraged. You don't want to mess with faculty governance unless you've got very good reasons for doing so. Some good reasons for doing so would be a school within your university that's mired in the past, that can't govern itself or evolve intellectually, whose faculty is so internally riven that it can't make appointments, etc. Assuming some of this was going on at Medill, the university might have been justified in moving unilaterally. |
Friday, June 22, 2007
I GOTTA CROW!The Arizona Board of Regents on Thursday gave a 25 percent raise in pay and benefits to Arizona State University President Michael Crow. ---the arizona republic--- |
A Slap on the Wrist Florida A&M University, a national disgrace that UD has argued should be shut down, rehabilitated, and reopened, has now been placed on probation, reports the Chronicle of Higher Ed: ... The decision on Thursday by the Southern Association of Colleges and Schools is the latest blow for Florida A&M, which has been reeling from financial turmoil, turnover, and infighting. Note that they can't even pull themselves together to say something like we regret but understand this action; we pledge to whatever... They had to have known probation was likely to occur. This university has so far misappropriated around forty million dollars of state funds. It's a huge scandal, against which six months of probation looks puny. Criminal proceedings will come, of course. What should also come is an acknowledgment that a university this foul no longer serves its students. Operations there should cease. |
Thursday, June 21, 2007
More Students = MORE MONEY!! 'Paul Ciesielski, [University of Florida] associate professor of geology, developed a book with Faulkner Press that he uses in a large lecture class on dinosaurs that draws about 3,000 students each year. Yessiree, more students in a classroom benefits everyone; classes with three thousand students are going to be much better for students than classes with forty; and when the professor gets royalties on each book sold to them, well, it's win-win! Even this fantastic outcome can be improved upon, however. A professor can own his or her own publishing company! 'Seigfred Fagerberg, a professor in UF's College of Health and Human Performance, has formed his own company to market his materials. |
Old English in New York... ...is the wonderful name of a blog kept by a grad student/medievalist in the big city. Here are some of her Bloomsday thoughts: Ah Yes, Now I Remember |
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Whoring After Money As Florida Atlantic University demonstrates, there's always the temptation for universities to prostitute themselves for cash. A couple of articles appeared today on the subject. The Gazette, a Canadian newspaper, notes that The worst kind of controversy that could affect our universities is the suggestion our degrees are for sale, that foreign students can simply fork over enough money and get a piece of paper attesting to proficiency. The Chronicle of Higher Ed discusses rising anxiety among serious university people about the proliferation of Ph.D.'s lite: [S]ince there are no standards defining the professional doctorate [that is, a doctorate that tends to be about brushing up job skills for people already employed full-time], they say, there is a tendency to use the term "doctorate" very loosely. While a Ph.D. takes on average about 12 years to complete from the start of college, the new degrees, sometimes mocked as a "Ph.D. lite," typically take six or seven years. (The occupational-therapy degree is often completed in five and a half years, though new standards will require six years as of January.) Generally the new degrees do not require a major research project. |
UD's Only Quibble... ...with this study (which she discovered via Andrew Sullivan) is that it leaves out the reason for the yelling. A woman assumes the seat will be down. When she sits on it and it's up, she experiences an unpleasant shock, and must save herself from falling somewhat into the toilet. |
BYU Athlete Bats Cleanup'A star runner at Brigham Young University was arrested after getting out of his car and striking a pedestrian with a mop, police said. ---espn--- |
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Your Medical Education on Drugs All cultures, I guess (let me put on my anthropologist's cap here) have what might be called sacred corrupt spaces. I pay a lot of attention to one such space on this blog: Mega-corporate university sports programs. We all know how foul they are; but most Americans worship them, and wouldn't think of laying a finger on the Elmer Gantrys who run them. Our cheatin' hearts love their cheatin' hearts... A recent opinion piece in the New York Times discusses another well-established sacred American corrupt space: Continuing medical education. The writer points out that legitimate medical schools have abdicated their responsibility to teach doctors, having handed this task over to drug companies, with predictable results: ...The chore of teaching doctors how to practice medicine has been handed to the pharmaceutical industry. As a result, dangerous side effects are rarely on the curriculum. ... Most states require that doctors obtain a minimum number of credit hours of continuing medical education each year to maintain their medical licenses. Not so long ago, most of these courses were produced and paid for by universities and medical associations. ... [But] drug-industry financing of continuing medical education has nearly quadrupled since 1998, from $302 million to $1.12 billion. Half of all continuing medical education courses in the United States are now paid for by drug companies, up from a third a decade ago. Because pharmaceutical companies now set much of the agenda for what doctors learn about drugs, crucial information about potential drug dangers is played down, to the detriment of patient care.... Education that doubles as advertising for drug companies occurs in all branches of medicine. How did this happen? Drug companies should never have been allowed to become the primary educator for America’s doctors. The Accreditation Council for Continuing Medical Education, a nonprofit organization composed of the major medical associations, establishes the rules that govern continuing medical education. According to the guidelines, companies are forbidden from directly paying doctors who teach continuing medical education courses. Something in our culture worships the rascals who engineered this scam, worships the money they dispense in order to corrupt people and institutions. We have more difficulty focusing on the unpleasant outcome of this set-up: The promotion of drugs that may be dangerous, and the neglect of drugs that may be life-saving. As with bigtime university sports, we have a curious reverence for people whose team wins at any cost. |
Aye, 'tis a sad day indeed... ...when even salespeople poop 'pon PowerPoint: If you present for a living – whether you're a CEO selling your ideas to the board, a department manager trying to get funding from corporate for a capital project or a salesperson trying to win new business – your job is tougher than ever. You face relentless competition. People are bombarded with messages from the media, the Internet and other sources. It's getting harder and harder to break through the clutter, yet that's what you must do in order to persuade your audience. And ironically, in a time when you most need to hit your prospects with a powerful pitch, you're likely to fall back on an ineffective crutch: PowerPoint. When will professors get the message? How long will their students have to endure dull dull dull PowerPoint presentations? |
Defronked While the Palm Beach Post bears down on Florida Atlantic University, the Toledo Blade is bearing down on its own local university scandal. The University of Toledo's athletic department has for years been going about things in its own way, with very little oversight, and the results are as corrupt as you might expect. [Go here for background.] The Blade chatted with an increasingly pissed off Dr. Jacobs, president of the university (Jacobs is pissed off at the paper for asking questions, not at his athletic department), about the many misdeeds of his athletic department -- and in particular, this one: [The president of the University of Toledo] also addressed the situation with Suzette Fronk, a former assistant athletic director for business affairs whose position was eliminated with the merger of UT and the former Medical University of Ohio, according to UT officials. You'll never get far as a bigtime university sports program in this country with scrupulous money people running things. Gotta chuck 'em out. --------------------------- UD thanks John for the link. |
Finna den Blogger'A senior Swedish minister's MBA was taken at a notorious American 'degree mill' it has emerged. ---the local--- |
Visit UD at Inside Higher Ed... ...for a description of her Bloomsday. |
Monday, June 18, 2007
Writer as Truth-Teller From the Deccan Herald: [Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, who just won the Orange Prize for her fiction] is doing a master’s course in African Studies at Yale, which she says gives her access to material she would never find in Nigeria, and teaches creative writing. Despite the success of [her novel] Half of a Yellow Sun, she reckons she will still need to teach to provide a steady income. |
Sunday, June 17, 2007
All-Out Warfare... ...has been declared between a newspaper and an important local university. Here's hoping the Palm Beach Post gets a Pulitzer for it. UD has already chronicled the squalid relationship between bigtime donor, fake degree holder, and unscrupulous businessman Barry Kaye and Florida Atlantic University. She has SOS'd the letter of indignation FAU's president wrote to the Post after it published a scathing account of the cynical and mercenary ways of FAU's top administrators. Now the Palm Beach Post has done its own SOS of the same letter, on its editorial page, and it's a stunner: Florida Atlantic University is circulating a multicount indictment of this newspaper that is inaccurate, dishonest and untruthful. |
Kevan Duve's Bloomsday My friend will transfer from GW to Columbia this September. He's spending the summer at Berkeley, studying French. Here's his account of his Bloomsday. File this under why it's better to be living in Berkeley than in Akron [Kevan's from Akron.] ... My front door is just steps off Telegraph Avenue, where I can get my body pierced, buy flowers, visit a hipster music store, have an espresso and eat falafel without ever leaving the intersection. Just two windows around the corner is Moe's bookstore, which hosted a 13-hour reading of Ulysses today. Be still my heart. |
Saturday, June 16, 2007
James Joyce, Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man The university! So he had passed beyond the challenge of the sentries who had stood as guardians of his boyhood and had sought to keep him among them that he might be subject to them and serve their ends. Pride after satisfaction uplifted him like long slow waves. The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure was about to be opened to him. It seemed to him that he heard notes of fitful music leaping upwards a tone and downwards a diminished fourth, upwards a tone and downwards a major third, like triple-branching flames leaping fitfully, flame after flame, out of a midnight wood. It was an elfin prelude, endless and formless; and, as it grew wilder and faster, the flames leaping out of time, he seemed to hear from under the boughs and grasses wild creatures racing, their feet pattering like rain upon the leaves. Their feet passed in pattering tumult over his mind, the feet of hares and rabbits, the feet of harts and hinds and antelopes, until he heard them no more and remembered only a proud cadence from Newman: |
A Question of Trust "Last month, he was named Hotelier of the Year at the Asia Pacific Hotel Investment Conference," reports The Age; this month, because he made up his university qualifications and then rose high enough for someone in his past to notice him and tell on him, the chief executive of InterContinental Hotels Group's Asia-Pacific unit, Patrick Imbardelli, is over: Imbardelli, 46, who was due to be promoted to the IHG board next month, had invented three degrees: a bachelor of arts from Victoria University, and a bachelor of sciences and a masters in business administration from Cornell University in the US. This trust thing is the point I was making about MIT's dismissal of Marilee Jones a few weeks ago - she was the admissions person who lied about all of her degrees too. I argued against Barbara Ehrenreich's claim that MIT had to get rid of her because she undermined the sanctity of the almighty college degree ("She had claimed three degrees, although she had none," wrote Ehrenreich. "If she had done a miserable job as dean, MIT might have been more forgiving, but her very success has to be threatening to an institution of higher learning: What good are educational credentials anyway?"). As I wrote then, "Ehrenreich wrongly assumes MIT had something in mind about the inherent worth of a college degree when it dismissed Jones. There's no reason to assume this. MIT had the trustworthiness of highly responsible administrators in mind." |
Friday, June 15, 2007
![]() People do tend to go all out. This garden art was done in 2004, for the Bloomsday centennial. Bloomsday's tomorrow. |
Snapshots from Home So we're all shaking hands and introducing ourselves in the conference room at Inside Higher Ed's offices (two blocks from UD's GW office) yesterday, and it turns out that Susan Herbst, interim president of SUNY Albany, one of the IHE reporters there, and UD, had all attended or taught at Northwestern University. Medill, the school of journalism there, was mentioned a lot, and UD said that she'd spent a year at Medill but hadn't liked it much, and had transferred to the English department. "And look at you now," said Herbst, meaning you became a journalist anyway. UD explained that her primary job was in fact as an English professor down the street. But UD was happy to think that here at IHE among other journalists she was taken for a journalist too. She was happy that IHE had given her the opportunity to be a journalist, as well as a professor.... Which is the subject of a nice piece this morning in the Chronicle of Higher Education.... I mean, being a professor and a journalist. ******************* When UD was making plans to drop out of grad school in English at the University of Chicago -- Wayne Booth talked her out of doing it -- she started looking into journalism positions in the city. One magazine looking for writers was Dog World. Having grown up with dogs (UD's mother showed and bred English Cocker Spaniels), and having equal respect for freelance and academic forms of writing, UD had no objection to writing for Dog World, and intended to apply for a job there. She was sitting in a leathery woody old student lounge in the humanities building at the university, paging through the latest Dog World and imagining her new life on its staff, when the man who would later become Mr. UD walked in, got his coffee, and sat down next to her. He gazed long and long at Dog World. Occasionally he glanced at the book he'd brought -- Being and Time or something -- and then stared again for a long time at Dog World. "Why are you reading a magazine called Dog World," he asked superciliously. "I'm applying for a job there." "Summer...?" "No. I'm leaving grad school. I'm thinking of writing for Dog World." Mr. UD laughed. "Dog World." Until that moment I hadn't really lined up, for clear comparison, writing articles comparing flea shampoos and writing essays about James Merrill. Until that moment I hadn't realized that the very title of the magazine sounded ominous... So Mr. UD, in his own obnoxious way, also helped keep UD in grad school. |
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Nothing to See Here!'University of Toledo President Lloyd Jacobs yesterday ordered a massive restructuring of the UT athletic department, citing problems with team travel, lack of financial control, and unlawful handling of medications. ---toledo blade--- |
51 Tackles, Three Interceptions, One Million Bail'University of Montana cornerback Jimmy Wilson was charged with murder after being accused of shooting a man during an altercation earlier this month. |
Tomorrow Afternoon... ...(look at the time -- make that this afternoon) UD's visiting the offices of Inside Higher Ed, here in DC. She's looking forward to meeting the staff, to seeing the premises, and to getting a sense of the reality of the place. She'll also join some other people there to have lunch with Susan Herbst, appointed interim president of SUNY Albany after the drowning death of Kermit L. Hall (UD reported his death here). Herbst has been handling one particularly sticky problem for a few months -- the insane raise SUNY -- i.e., the taxpayers of New York -- just gave one of Albany's professors. IHE wrote about it: A striking, $140,000+ annual salary increase for the head of the College of Nanoscale Science and Engineering at the State University of New York at Albany has attracted attention as the largest payroll raise in state history, according to The New York Post, which broke the story Monday. He also makes $500,000 more than the governor, an AP article points out. What's he do with all of it? ...Kaloyeros is a colorful figure with a penchant for high-powered sports cars. Several years ago, his stable of vehicles included a Porsche Boxster with a license plate that read “GEEK.” Why is this story attracting - and maintaining - so much attention? After all, Kaloyeros is bringing all kinds of money and investment to the state... He's an enormously valuable commodity who's always fielding job offers and threatening to leave... Every time he threatens, SUNY throws more money at him, Porsche stables being a very expensive hobby... The unease people feel in this situation is rather like the unease many in the Harvard community felt when they realized that their fund managers were getting almost thirty million dollars in salary. Universities are non-profit institutions. When they start acting like for-profits, paying their people at corporate levels, observers wonder whether the designation "university" means anything anymore. And Harvard is private. SUNY as a public institution will attract far more criticism for behaving in this way. For UD, the real problem with the fund managers and with people like Kaloyeros is that they don't belong at universities because they are much more about greed than intellectuality. In fact the fund managers left Harvard as soon as people breathed a word of criticism about their salaries. Their salaries are the most important thing to the fund managers; they'll go where they're paid the highest. Similarly, Kaloyeros, although aware that his outrageous money demands are making trouble for Herbst, for the SUNY system, and for the state, clearly intends to keep shaking everyone down so he can increase his fleet of sports cars. By the way... A recent ex-chancellor of SUNY, Robert King, had a related car problem [for background, go here]. King attracted negative attention to himself and to SUNY because he maintained, at state expense, a team of three chauffeurs, Tom, Ray, and Ed. Tom, Ray, and Ed were there (combined salary, $170,000 plus) at King’s bidding to transport him from place to place in the course of his busy day (UD's quoting here and in what follows from that earlier post). According to one press account at the time, ‘One government reform activist questioned whether SUNY needs a driving staff for officials in light of recent budget cuts and tuition increases. "At a time when so many cuts are being proposed, the question is, is everyone sharing in the sacrifice?" said Rachel Leon of Common Cause New York.' Monetary greed was also a factor in the King case: Having gathered to himself a "$250,000 salary and $90,000 housing allowance [which] already make him the highest-paid official in the state,” Mr. King then asked (this all happened in 2005) “for a six-month paid leave of absence to pursue professional and personal goals. He pulled the request within a week after an outcry.” The main point I wanted to make, though, has to do with the car theme. ‘Some students said the drivers did not seem to be a good use of SUNY's funds. Emily Kern, a senior at the State University College at Purchase in Westchester County, said she has seen student fees go up and the number of full-time professors fall. "The students aren't a priority really at all," said Kern, 22, of Long Island, a senior art and psychology major. ’ UD sees an intriguing boys and their toys angle emerging in the ongoing SUNY saga... |
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
UD's Essay... ... titled "The Online Amplification Effect" can be ordered here. The organization is the Association of American Colleges and Universities. |
Bloomsday in Roxbury Michael Duffy, a reader, sends UD the following Bloomsday (well, one day after Bloomsday -- they're stretching the celebration into a full week in Dublin, so I think this is fine) event information: BLOOMSDAY Duffy's in the Irish musical group that's performing at Roxbury Tavern that afternoon -- it's in Roxbury, Wisconsin. He says they'll give you free beer and an Irish dinner if you'll get up and read a passage from Ulysses. |
'Complete Lack of Pretension as a Person.' My man McLemee, at Inside Higher Ed, has a marvelous meditation on Richard Rorty this morning, which includes a lengthy statement by Morris Dickstein. Here's part of what Dickstein said: “To my mind... [Rorty] was the only intellectual who gave postmodern relativism a plausible cast, and he was certainly the only one who combined it with Dissent-style social democratic politics. He admired Derrida and Davidson, Irving Howe and Harold Bloom, and told philosophers to start reading literary criticism. His turn from analytic philosophy to his own brand of pragmatism was a seminal moment in modern cultural discourse, especially because his neopragmatism was rooted in the ‘linguistic turn’ of analytic philosophy. His role in the Dewey revival was tremendously influential even though Dewey scholars universally felt that it was his own construction. His influence on younger intellectuals like Louis Menand and David Bromwich was very great and, to his credit, he earned the undying enmity of hard leftists who made him a bugaboo.” McLemee notes Rorty’s consistent indifference to certain pieties and protocols. He was prone to outrageous statements delivered with a deadpan matter-of-factness that could be quite breathtaking. The man had chutzpah. |
Confidentially... ... UD wasn't surprised to read of Antioch College closing, because her blogpal Ralph Luker, who at one time taught there, told her a few months ago that it was likely to happen. (Ralph has a good roundup of links on the story.) Nor was she surprised by this comment by a trustee about confidentiality: Ms. Winslow, who has been a university trustee for 12 years, the greatest length of service among the 26 board members, declined to comment on the board's stewardship of the college, citing board confidentiality policies. But she said most of the college's alumni are likely to believe the board has neglected the college in trying to oversee the larger system. Now ain't that a bit of silly? Longtime readers know UD considers American academia in general confidentiality-addled, refusing to talk about this and about that because after all we must respect confidentiality... And yet here's an example, IMHO, of how absurd reflexive confidentiality can be. This college has passed on. It is no more. It has ceased to be. It has expired and gone to meet its maker. What's being protected here? And note what the policy forces this woman to say -- I mean, it's odd, isn't it, rhetorically, how she can only acknowledge that "most of the college's alumni are likely to believe the board has neglected" things? The poor woman can't even defend herself... Or is she tacitly acknowledging the truth of the alumni's belief? We'll never know because... it's confidential... |
Li'l Rascals'...Gil Fuller, [the vitamin maker] Usana's senior vice president and chief financial officer, has been described as a certified public accountant but let his license to practice public accounting lapse in 1986, long before he joined the company. ---forbes--- |
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
UD Today. |
Oh Kaye! Sunday's Palm Beach Post carried the following article: I Give I Take It Pays! FAU's president has issued, in response, the following campus letter: Subject: To the University Community [Oh hell, SOS can't help sneaking in here... In what way is "To the University Community" a Subject?] Labels: SOS |
The Combination of an Impeccable Argument and a First-Rate Writing Style Will Always Get You Where You Want to Go... ...as this stellar opinion piece in today's Inside Higher Ed demonstrates. The writer is so good that even though he's too emotional (being too emotional is poison when arguing anything) it doesn't matter. Polemically, he's completely in the right, and stylistically I just want to kiss him. Let us see how he makes UD/SOS adore him. On April 11, the president of Columbia University announced that it had received a $400 million pledge from alumnus John W. Kluge, who in 2006 was 52nd on the Forbes list of the wealthiest people, earning his fortune through the buying and selling of television and radio stations. This gift, payable upon the 92-year-old’s death, will be the fourth largest ever given to a single institution of higher education. Emotional, you say? The man's a data machine! Well, hold on. He knows he can't hit you up with his anger just yet. He's got to run some numbers by you. And $400 million. That's a big one. With such a massive transfer of wealth, the accolades poured in, justifying such a gift to an Ivy League university. Columbia’s president, Lee Bollinger, said: “The essence of America’s greatness lies, in no small measure, in our collective commitment to giving all people the opportunity to improve their lives… [Kluge] has chosen to direct his amazing generosity to ensuring that young people will have the chance to benefit from a Columbia education regardless of their wealth or family income.” Mayor Michael Bloomberg indicated that investing in education produces returns that can’t be matched. Rep. Charles Rangel said the gift would ensure greater numbers of students can afford a first-class education. Laying it on even more thick here. Taking a risk, too, because he's about to argue that this form of philanthropy isn't philanthropy at all, but the rankest bullshit. Yes, yes, everyone's happy, and what a wonderful thing to give all that money to a university like Columbia... Next paragraph only has one line, and a short one at that: Oh please! Goody, goody. Now we get down to it. Hold on tight. I am becoming less and less tolerant of people who pass wealth on to the privileged and masquerade it as philanthropy. Philanthropy is the voluntary act of donating money, goods or services to a charitable cause, intended to promote good or improve human well being. When a billionaire gives money that will benefit people who are more than likely already well off or who already have access to huge sums of money, attending the ninth richest university by endowment, this is not philanthropy. This simply extends the gross inequities that exist in our country — inequities that one day will come home to roost. [Sure, come home to roost is a cliche. I don't care. I love him. I forgive him.] The writer goes on to note that the situation isn't much better at public universities, that in both private and public universities the trend is toward the shutting out of truly needy students and toward a concentration of wealthy students. He continues: America’s so-called philanthropists ignore these facts, and we continue to laud their generosity to the privileged. At the same time, people of color continue to fall further and further behind, and unless we begin to help those who actually need help, America’s economy will suffer.Fat, over-endowed universities with well-off students and a few less well-off keep struggling populations down, and make social unrest and economic instability more likely. Conclusion: Our political leaders must begin to challenge the wealthy to practice real philanthropy. They should be encouraged to give gifts that will benefit a greater number of people with real need (most of their constituents), versus a wealthy minority ... It is time for us to restore the integrity of philanthropy, and call gifts to the wealthy what they really are — the perpetuation of privilege. It all reminds me of the Larry Ellison/Harvard University dustup a few months ago, when everyone got all upset because Larry was going to give hundreds of millions to Harvard (current endowment close to thirty billion dollars) but then decided not to. Oh please. Labels: SOS |
Monday, June 11, 2007
COUNTDOWN TO BLOOMSDAY Who the hell ate cheese in Ulysses? And check out the price. 'Ripe for the Moment --- new york magazine --- (Yeah, fine, Bloom eats a Gorgonzola cheese sandwich in Lestrygonians...) |
Texas Inching Up in Fulmer Cup Rankings The Fulmer Cup honors, each year, the country's most criminal university athletic team. The University of Texas does not at this time appear among the top five Fulmer contenders, but just this month its prospects have dramatically improved: University of Texas safety Robert Joseph has joined the growing list of professional and college athletes making the police blotter with increasing frequency these days. |
I Take Back Everything I've Ever Said About PowerPoint.
---upi--- |
It's Not How Sleazy You Make It... ...it's how you make it sleaze. And UD, you know, is an aficionado of sleaze served up by the finest Italian hands. Example [SOS commentary in red.]: In the course of its investigation [of schools throughout the Maricopa County Community College District], the Tribune interviewed dozens of past and current athletes and coaches. A reporter attempted to attend numerous [academic-credit] coaching classes but found only one meeting at its scheduled time and place. ... Typically, [when reporters went to the locations of classes at the scheduled times,] the classrooms were empty, the lights off. [These are best understood as courses in ontology: What is "being"? What would a "non-being" class look like?] The newspaper also reviewed course outlines and other material from coaching classes offered this school year. ---east valley tribune--- Labels: SOS |
"If it's the case that executing murderers prevents the execution of innocents by murderers, then the moral evaluation is not simple. Abolitionists or others, like me, who are skeptical about the death penalty haven't given adequate consideration to the possibility that innocent life is saved by the death penalty." This is Cass Sunstein, a legal scholar at the University of Chicago, responding to a bunch of new studies that show the death penalty to have significant deterrent effect. Although Sunstein remains critical of the penalty, he also remains an exponent of the supreme university ethos of analytical disinterestedness: If the data show a particular outcome -- even one profoundly at odds with his political views on a subject -- he will respect that outcome and allow it to trouble his position. The studies, reports the San Francisco Chronicle, "count between three and 18 lives that would be saved by the execution of each convicted killer." One economist describes a study he and others did showing that each execution results in five fewer homicides, and commuting a death sentence means five more homicides. "The results are robust, they don't really go away," he said. "I oppose the death penalty. But my results show that the death penalty (deters) — what am I going to do, hide them?" Another study concludes that The Illinois moratorium on executions in 2000 led to 150 additional homicides over four years following, according to a 2006 study by professors at the University of Houston. |
Sunday, June 10, 2007
RICHARD RORTY... ...whose lucid and humane philosophical writing was a sharp rebuke to pretentious obscurantists in his and adjacent fields, has died. He saw the tedium and self-destruction of the university left as clearly as anyone: [This] left is a vulnerable target [because it is] extraordinarily self-obsessed and ingrown, as well as absurdly over-philosophized. It takes seriously Paul de Man's weird suggestion that 'one can approach the problems of ideology and by extension the problems of politics only on the basis of critical-linguistic analysis.' It seems to accept Hillis Miller's fantastic claim that 'the millennium [of universal peace and justice among men] would come if all men and women became good readers in de Man's sense.' When asked for a utopian sketch of our country's future, the new leftists reply along the lines of one of Foucault's most fatuous remarks. When asked why he never sketched a utopia, Foucault said 'I think that to imagine another system is to extend our participation in the present system.' De Man and Foucault were (and Miller is) a lot better than these unfortunate remarks would suggest, but some of their followers are a lot worse. This over-philosophized and self-obsessed left is the mirror image of the over-philosophized and self-obsessed Straussians. The contempt of both groups for contemporary American society is so great that both have rendered themselves impotent when it comes to national, state or local politics. This means that they get to spend all their energy on academic politics. This is from "The Humanistic Intellectual: Eleven Theses," Philosophy and Social Hope, Penguin 1999. |
Saturday, June 09, 2007
The Sordid Story of Greek Universities... ...followed avidly on this blog and ignored by everyone else, has reached a kind of filth-climax: The rector, vice-rector, and chief accountant of Panteion University (apparently one of the better Greek universities... but what can this mean? They're all bad.) have together over five or so years stolen over ten million dollars of public funds intended for their university. Ted Laskaris has details on his blog. First he notes the total shock and indignation of most Greeks at the severity of the jail sentences the men have gotten. After all, everybody steals from the state... why single out this pack of thieves? After sampling expert opinion in Athens, Laskaris summarizes local attitudes: If you are a good boy overall, it's okay to steal from and rob the public coffer. Here's some detail from Laskaris on what they did: [They] siphoned off fat chunks of cash between 1992 and 1999 to pay for furnishing their villas with expensive fixtures, buying a Ferrari, and spending lavishly on other good life activities. The same group of conscientious officers charged the university for millions of virtual student meals and pocketed the cash thus written into the university budget. Laskaris concludes: Although the Panteion trial just barely scratched the surface of the enormous corruption that dominates the Greek public sector, sending some of the perpetrators down the river in chains gives us a flitting moment of satisfaction. |
A Lot of Naughty Professor Stories... ...come out of business schools, departments of economics, and other university profit centers. That's something UD has learned by keeping this blog. She's always posting stories about people like Andrei Shleifer and Barry Landreth, who use federal grants, students, and other revenue sources to supplement their personal wealth. Here's another one: A University of California Riverside business school professor has for years double dipped on his sabbatical: The University of California Board of Regents filed a lawsuit against a longtime UC Riverside professor Friday, accusing him of repeatedly violating school policy by accepting additional income while on sabbatical. See, you're supposed to be using your sabbatical for research uninterrupted by teaching. It's a very nice thing universities do, providing these semester-long or year-long opportunities to gather your thoughts. The enterprising Khoury uses them to gather two income streams. ---the press-enterprise--- |
Invisible Man There's an existential creepiness to the convoluted tale in yesterday's Boston Globe of a man who wakes up twenty years later determined to complete his college education, only to be told that he already did. The man has no memory of this. But Boston College assures him that in the mid-1980's he graduated from the school. "I think I would know if I graduated. And I was quite sure I hadn't," says Burnett Adams, who played basketball for BC back then. Right after he left BC and started a professional career in Portugal, someone enrolled Adams in two courses -- Media Workshop I and R & R in Communications -- at BC. He was in Portugal, so he could not have attended. Nor did he register for them. Looking more closely at his BC transcripts for that time, Adams discovered all sorts of other courses he took but didn't take. Adams is pissed. "I've been used by Boston College enough," Adams said. "I'm old enough and secure enough to acknowledge the mistakes I've made. I should have kept up my grades. But I'm not letting them use me again, just to make themselves look better by saying their black students were in school." Professor-enablers were rampant: [T]here were overzealous professors on campus who would occasionally give players special treatment. To make its graduation rate look slightly better than pathetic, Boston College did what some schools still do: It created imaginary courses and imaginary graduates. A disgusting practice. Boston College should stop denying it happened. It should apologize. Repentance is good for the soul. ---thanks to van and superdestroyer for the link--- |
'They Get More' Her activity hasn't reached Greek levels yet, but the president of Chicago State University is certainly in there trying. She's been making free with public funds in order to take cruises and eat at fancy restaurants, etc. [There was] sloppy record keeping and "numerous charges" to a university credit card, including meals, alcohol, cruise ship travel, theater tickets and first-class airfare, that were not supported by receipts, invoices or explanation... [There were] understatements of vacation and sick days, inadequate documentation of federal grants and miscalculation of financial aid.... Audit documents reviewed by the [Chicago] Tribune show about $19,000 in purchases Daniel made for the president's house, including some from the Home Shopping Network and Neiman Marcus. Most were not accompanied by receipts, according to the audit. Neiman Marcus! For a modest school like Chicago State. Well, recall Patricia Slade's defense of her thievery at similarly modest Texas Southern University... The only way little schools become big schools is by thinking big!... And, you know, as Chicago State's president says of her compensation ($232,875 in salary, $75,000 for expenses on her university-owned house -- the president calls this "chump change," and at Neiman Marcus it certainly is -- $10,000 travel expenses for members of her family, etc.), plenty of other university presidents "get more." |
Friday, June 08, 2007
Quote of the Day:"Tyrone has work to do to re-establish credibility." 'New Mexico State University basketball player Tyrone Nelson has been indicted on a third charge for his alleged involvement in the robbery of pizza and hot wings from a delivery man last year. Prosecutors allege that in the days following his arrest, he attempted to hire a neighbor to take the blame for the crime. ---las cruces sun news--- |
Cock in a Basket'Chancellor Angela Merkel's chemistry professor husband, Joachim Sauer... has not exactly won the affection of the German media since his wife became Chancellor. On one of his first public appearances with Ms Merkel at the Bayreuth music festival, which celebrates Wagner, he was nicknamed the "Phantom of the Opera" for shying away from cameras and giving only monosyllabic responses to his neighbours at dinner. ... --- belfast telegraph --- |
It Was the Superior Bathroom Flooring at Southern Miss that Closed the Deal A former high school principal was indicted Wednesday on charges that he failed to report on-campus sex crimes to protect a star running back who eventually led his team to a state title. --- washington post --- UD thanks Charles, a reader, for the link. |
Theater of SelfIn a recent post about teaching, Jon K. Williams, at Pistols in the Pulpit, hits the mark. |
Scathing Online Schoolmarm, Lawyer-Style 'A tenured psychology professor at Texas Christian University remained Thursday in a Texas jail, arrested on charges that he made a “terroristic threat,” a class B misdemeanor. ...According to police reports, Bond hinted in an e-mail about bringing a submachine gun on campus. An arrest warrant affidavit cited by The Dallas Morning News said that Bond sent out harassing e-mail messages to a number of university employees last month, and made a statement saying he would spit in a colleague’s face. TCU officials would not confirm that those allegedly targeted were employees, nor would they expand on the nature of the alleged threats. --- inside higher education --- Labels: SOS |
Wimp Why didn't he just change his dissertation committee? He needs a judge to do that for him? Shane Sandridge, 34, claims in [a lawsuit] that criminology professor Jennifer Gossett began making "romantic and/or sexual advances" shortly after he started the doctoral program at Indiana University of Pennsylvania in 2001. |
Snapshots from Home A Regular UD Series You already know my life isn't like other people's. I don't own a television set. I don't drink alcohol (I drink almost no alcohol -- the occasional glass of wine and, during the summer, a few pina coladas. No moral objection to it. Just don't like it.). I don't drive. It's the not driving that scandalizes everyone. The not driving plus not caring about car culture. I don't care what car Mr UD buys. Although I love to listen to Car Talk, I don't care about cars, trucks, and motorcycles. I don't care if my kid - now in learner's permit territory - gets a learner's permit (and so far she's showing less eagerness than her friends. My evil influence?). None of this -- the not driving, the very little drinking, the not watching tv -- is ideological. Driving, at least in congested DC, pisses your life away. TV's depressing. Liquor doesn't taste good. Anyway, here's a snapshot of last Wednesday chez UD. Because she doesn't drive, she either gets a ride to where she wants to go from one of the hundreds of millions of Americans who do drive, or she takes a cab or the metro or a bus, or she walks. Walking's been pleasant around here, with the mild early summer weather, and UD's doing a lot of it. On Wednesday, she had to go to American University's library. (When AU's ex-president Benjamin Ladner was imploding due to greed issues, UD covered events closely. Type "Ladner" into the Search thing up there for background.) UD was trying to get the proper citation for The Diaries of Samuel Pepys. For the book on beauty she and her co-author are about to send off, they're obsessively checking and rechecking their footnotes and bibliography, and for an excerpt from the Pepys (pronounced peeps) diary in which he swoons over some beautiful music, UD hadn't provided a full citation. It was on the shelf at AU, so UD - on a rather too hot and sunny day - walked the mile from her house to the metro, and then walked the two miles (I'm guessing these distances) from the station nearest AU to its campus. Helen Kaminski hat on head, prescription sunglasses on nose, she trudged. She liked AU's library. When you get off the elevator on the third floor, you're greeted by a circle of beautiful leather chairs in front of a window overlooking a very green quad. Doesn't feel like an urban campus at all.... And there they all were, all of the volumes, including hers, Volume Nine. She pulled it off the shelf, fluttered the pages until she found her passage, noted the page number, and then noted everything else she could think of about the book (UD's never quite sure when a full citation is really really full), and then put the book back on the shelf. This took five minutes. She then walked back to the metro station, intending to stop on the way at a music store she liked. Maybe there was a new Henry Purcell songbook. But the store had disappeared. Back in 'thesda, she walked the last leg of her trip, to her house. Quite a lot of effort for a citation. She enjoyed the outing, though. And, since I know you've been waiting for it:
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Tuesday, June 05, 2007
UD is So Not Surprised. She's been touting Rate My Professors for years, over the endless bitter objections of many professors. Now Kornfield and Coladarci, two University of Maine professors, have, reports this morning's Inside Higher Education, produced a study showing a "high correlation [between RMP and] the kinds of student evaluations that colleges see as more valid [that is, between RMP and the in-house evaluations colleges fashion for themselves]. The overlap is highest among those professors who are popular on RateMyProfessors.com — they also do extremely well with traditional student evaluations. “The pattern of this association suggests that when an instructor’s RMP overall quality is particularly high, one can infer that the instructor ‘truly’ is regarded as a laudatory teacher,” the study says. However, the correlations are much weaker for those who don’t score well, so Coladarci is much more hesitant to assume that poor RateMyProfessors.com ratings are equally meaningful. For UD, as faithful readers know, RMP is most revealing as an immensely powerful attack on Powerpoint use among professors. Read with any care, RMP makes clear that students rightly detest the widespead cynical and lazy use of this technology among their instructors. But UD is also pleased to see her instincts about RMP confirmed in this early study. And pleased to see Kornfield and Coladarci's recommendations. |
Monday, June 04, 2007
Scathing Online Schoolmarm An opinion piece in today's Inside Higher Education -- where UD has just proudly opened a branch campus -- assumes the thankless task of defending courses in business ethics in MBA programs. The short essay begins promisingly, by acknowledging the absolute absurdity of the endeavor, at least as it's now conceived: The dreaded question: "So, what are you teaching this semester?" When I reply that I teach a business ethics course, more often than not my questioner laughs and asks whether that isn't an oxymoron. And then laughs some more. [This rude response - in which UD lustily joins - reflects the staggering disconnect between a successful life as a capitalist and personal morality. As in Nice Guys Finish Last. As in a statement a journalist made at a recent meeting of the Knight Commission: "Jerry Tarkanian said nine out of ten major college teams break the rules. The tenth one's in last place."] Okay, here's a suggestion for how business schools can take ethics seriously. First, they can stop offering not very good courses in ethics. These courses are an insult to their students' intelligence. Next, they should fire all their business ethics professors. They should take the money they've now freed up and use it to institute a three-times-a-year debate series to which students are invited. They do not have to attend. These debates would be between luminaries in the world of business and business regulation (Bill Gates, Rupert Murdoch, Carly Fiorina, Elliot Spitzer, Andrew Cuomo, Richard Grasso, plus a few high-profile douchebags on prison furlough), and their topic would be somewhat open, but would probably naturally evolve, given the participants, into a useful and honest give and take on the complexities of corporate behavior. Alan Greenspan, in a recent speech at a business school, acknowledged the high levels of corporate dishonesty in America and pleaded with the graduates: A generation from now, as you watch your children graduate, you will want to be able to say that whatever success you achieved was the result of honest and productive work, and that you dealt with people the way you would want them to deal with you. … I do not deny that many appear to have succeeded in a material way by cutting corners and manipulating associates, both in their professional and in their personal lives. But material success is possible in this world, and far more satisfying, when it comes without exploiting others. The true measure of a career is to be able to be content, even proud, that you succeeded through your own endeavors without leaving a trail of casualties in your wake. Very pretty, but rhetorically hopeless. As if the eager twenty-somethings in his audience are thinking in generational terms... As if they don't know that the modest term "material success" now means making forty million dollars a year as a fund manager... This is just an old guy operating outside the corporate realm gassing on in the way of many business ethics professors. Franchement, UD doesn't think universities can do much about this at all. But if they want to try something that might have some teeny utility, they might try her idea. Labels: SOS |
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Bigtime University Athletics and their Role-Model Coaches 'Here’s the thing about coaches — they seldom, if ever, tell the truth. These guys often get faculty appointments. I mean, like, they're professors in a way. So faculty as well as students derive an ethical dividend from association with them. ---jim donaldson, providence journal--- |
Countdown to Bloomsday Longtime readers know I do this every year -- as June 16 approaches, I follow various James Joyce stories and generally attempt to whomp you up to fly to Dublin, or at least do something Joycean in your hometown, in celebration of Bloomsday. There was a distinct moment, while I was teaching Ulysses last semester, when my enthusiastic class seemed to get it -- seemed to sense the biggest truth about that novel, its effort to draw every bit of us, to show us absolutely everything that we are, physically, mentally, spiritually, the worst and the best, so that we can know, and accept, what we are. I found this exciting, the dawning compassion on the faces of some of my students as they got past their disgust with some of what is shown of Leopold Bloom and Stephen Dedalus, and moved ahead into something more humane, more amused, more self-aware. A writer for the Toledo Blade remembers last year's Bloomsday in Dublin. For more than 50 years, people have gathered here for festive readings and breakfasts, lectures, and performances. And in case you thought the fun was only for former English majors, don’t fret: there’s plenty of alcohol and general merriment for all. Former English majors don't drink? ... True, this one doesn't, much. There's my summer ritual of many pina coladas (this is rather pathetic, I guess), and I have wine with dinner occasionally... But I don't think I'm typical of former English majors. They probably drink more than most people. Emulating their favorite writers... ...like James Joyce, who, if I'm remembering the Richard Ellmann biography correctly, could really put it away, and was occasionally found lying in gutters. Then there's Stephen Dedalus, who spends all of Ulysses getting blasted, and is well on his way toward becoming an alcoholic. The Blade writer says that "attending Bloomsday in Dublin is considered a must in the book, 1,000 Places to See Before You Die by Patricia Schultz." I didn't know that. Having attended Bloomsday in Dublin, I know how wild and wonderful it is; but keep in mind that the lines to all the events are long. You need to be determined. The Blade writer watched last year in Dublin as a group of actors played out scenes from Ulysses. While reading the book had been torture back in college, hearing the novel’s difficult language read out loud and seeing the action played out, it suddenly made sense. Somehow, it wasn’t hard anymore. |