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Anonymous wrote:Not all classes at state universities are huge. You get to know the professors in your program, in student organizations, etc. There are many opportunities for connecting with faculty and getting individualized attention. You take smaller seminars. And if you think students at state flagships are producing "high school level work," you are crazy. You have to be more of a self-starter, in some ways; no one is spoon-feeding you this stuff, but the opportunities are there, and plentiful.
Unfortunately, depending on the course/ major, this is often exactly the case.
It has to be. Are you telling me your average in state kid at UGA is cranking out papers that rival kids from the northeast who've been through the ringer at elite privates or publics? No f'ing way.
Someone tell this genius that the word is “wringer.”
I had no idea. Thank you. Now I have to go throw my Ivy League degree in the recycling.
There is a lot you so-called ivy leaguers don't know.
For example, tell us where the expression "through the wringer" originated. (And if you knew, you'd have the sense not to have written "ringer" in the first place.)
You got me. I had no idea. I googled it. Fascinating.
https://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/is-it-through-the-wringer-or-through-the-ringer-difference#:~:text=The%20idiom%20through%20the%20wringer,was%20often%20that%20of%20questioning.
One thing about being an Ivy Leaguer, you have zero insecurity about your intelligence. If anything you act like an idiiot most of the time so state u joe sixpack types don't feel inimidated.
And this, my friend, is proof positive that you Ivy Leaguers may have what some would (graciously) refer to as "book sense," while your state u joe sixpack friends have what is known as common sense. Or life sense.
You see, I know people who had grandparents who had washing "machines" that were literally wringers. I listen, I observe, I pay attention, I make connections. That is the true definition of intelligence. And I spot one-dimensional people who have none of those capabilities on DCUM, and in Washington, all the time. Frequently, they are only too happy to inform that they are Ivy Leaguers. And I guffaw. (Do you know what that means?!)