Seriously, I wish I knew the point of this whole school thing.  Am I the only one that sees how worthless it really is?  I mean, c’mon, sometimes it surely feels that way.  I often wonder why it is that I must take a slew of ridiculous classes in order to make myself a “better rounded” student.  Shouldn’t I choose to be a “better rounded” student?  I am glad that the school cares so much about me that it forces me to be “better rounded.”  Of course, they are vested in such because they stand to make an enormous amount of money off of my rounding.  I loathe few things more than them.  Aren’t the thousands of tax dollars that are thefted from me enough to satisfy their greedy hands?  Apparently not.  I am robbed on multiple levels because someone determined I would be better off that way.  But I fail to see just how that is.  I am my own person, and I am fully capable of making my own decisions.  I don’t need some administration who knows absolutely nothing about me telling me that I must critically think, that I need to expand myself with studying the humanities, learn the sciences, and you can’t forget about health.  Anyone should know the history of drug use in America.  Thanks hippies for giving me something more to study.  And I guarantee you I critically think everyday I waste another day marching to their demands.  Reverting to a previous point for a second, I guess said administration does know one thing about me, that I am a big enough sucker to pay them money for nothing in return.  I’ve got plenty of paper in my printer; I don’t need another one saying that I wasted my time and money studying some subject.  

I was thinking the other day about how this country was built post World War II.  Even before that.  Did every person that worked at every business have a four year degree in the area of his or her employment?  I will place my bet of $2000 on “no.”  Heck, I know people who started working in the 70s and 80s with maybe, at most, a two year degree.  They seem to have worked out fine.  But now the lie of a four year degree is engraved in each one of our heads.  If so much was made by “uneducated” people, why must we suddenly be “educated?”  Speaking of a four year degree, at my place of employment, a position opened up for the day time, a lead of two areas, and one requirement was a four year degree.  Alright, great, to head the two areas where no degree is required you need a four year degree.  Then I remembered some more or less worthless person that used to work in my area, an area that does not require a degree.  I am pretty sure that this person had a four year degree in education or something.  Strictly off of that, that person would be qualified for that job and I would not be.  Forget the fact I am a much better worker, I don’t have a magical four year degree.  So I am screwed.

Why do so many people pay tens of thousands of dollars for a piece of paper with their name on it?