Man går ikke på universitet for at lære2. maj 2007
Men for at få et stemplet bevis.
As a researcher at NASA Ames Lab in the late 1980s, I found it easy to sit in on classes at nearby Stanford. I sat in on many classes in many departments, participating often in class discussions. I never applied for admission, or paid tuition, but no one ever complained. One professor even wrote me a letter of recommendation based on my work for his class.
So anyone can learn at the very best schools for free, if they are willing to forego the credential.
Det er det åbenbart bare de færreste, som er.
Will Hunting once told some pretentious asshole in a bar that one day he’d wake up to realize “he spent a hundred and fifty grand on an education he coulda gotten for a buck fifty in late fees at the public library.”
Late-night conversations with cynics and ideologues do more for me than discussions in English class; word for word, I get more satisfaction writing blog posts than papers; I’m invigorated by pickup football at Elbel and runs through town, not treadmills and free weights at the IM Building; the most exciting thing that I’ve done at school probably happened between midnight and five with a girl, not during daylight with a professor.
[I]t’s a question of confidence. To put it bluntly: if we were really as talented as we keep telling everyone in job interviews, we wouldn’t even be here. We would have no time for the waste inherent in a collegiate curriculum, the hours we spend satisfying other people’s expectations. We would build our signal instead of paying for it.
Jeg er færdig med handelsskolen om et par måneder, og det forekommer mig mindre og mindre attraktivt at tage en videregående uddannelse.