And so begins a post that will likely piss the fuck out of a bunch of people this being a blog based in the city of Philadelphia...
So the whiny kids at UPenn [not to be confused with this whiny blogger] are all in a huff over their 2006 Commencement speaker Jodie Foster, a two-time Academy Award winner who just happened to have GRADUATED MAGNA CUM LAUDE FROM YALE UNIVERSITY back in 1985, you know, before the SATs became more of a joke.
The whiny kids are upset over the choice and how she's not good enough which I think translates from whiny-ese to "waaaa, she went to a better school than we're graduating from" and so far sixty students who pay some $40K a year for their schooling have signed a petition expressing their outrage. Where's the bonfire of VHS tapes of Fosters' films? Hill field, 10p!
Also on the list that was submitted to the advisory committee: Oprah, PM Tony Blair, Jon Stewart and Steve Jobs.
University President Amy Gutmann said she hopes Foster will be able to inspire students with her speech.
"She's an Ivy League graduate who has really taken on very courageous roles since she was very young," Gutmann said. "I think she is a great role model."
And by "a great role model" does she mean she hopes the UPenn kids will go on to a more prestigious Ivy like Yale? [hint hint, nudge nudge]
For a teensy bit of background into my personal insight on Ivy League schools, let me say this. I went to a pretty posh high school back in NY, a little bubble in precious Westchester County called Scarsdale [insert your "heh" here]. For all intents and purposes, it was a private school with school taxes being what they were, but it was technically a public school. I can't count on my two hands how many kids I knew in my senior class who got 1600s on their SATs in my class of ~330. I think we sent 10% of the class to Harvard and Yale alone. Another ten or so to Princeton, a few to Dartmouth. We also had an "A[lternative]-School" with evaluative grading [no As, Bs and such, but rather, evaluations] like Brown, a shitload of kids in the A-School went on to Brown [you dirty hippies! :) ]. The safety school for the top tier kids in my school were Cornell and UPenn [most kids wanted out of NY and didn't go to NYU and Columbia]. I'm confident in saying that between a quarter to a third of my class went to Ivy League schools or a very top tier equivalent like Amherst, UChicago, Emory, Duke, Williams and the like. Chroist. Isn't that a little nuts?
To add to the madness, the final edition of the snooty/snotty award-winning school newspaper, The Maroon [the school colors are maroon and white] had, as it's center spread, every student's name and the school s/he would be attending the following Fall semester. It was a final outing for all who didn't get into such and such school. I think I recall a few kids who didn't come to school that day because they didn't get into the school they wanted and didn't want to be "humiliated" in front of the rest of the crowd. I know firsthand, and by firsthand I mean knew many kids who were disheartened by their [non-] admittance to certain schools, how UPenn was/is looked down upon by the snobs and the patting on the backs that goes on in those schools in general all the time. It seemed that UPenn's second-class citizen stature provides a setting for the self-aggrandizing to thrive.
So this whole tiff over an accomplished / award-winning / critically acclaimed / box office draw thespian who has taken on social roles with an Ivy League background and prestigious prep school pedigree is pretty fucking hilarious to me.
And for full disclosure, I was a B+ student who got [I think] 1360 on the SATs who played at a fairly high level of soccer about 300 days a year and graduated from a NY State school [SUNY Purchase] after fucking around at [private] American University down in DC for a few years. I had no desire to overachieve and push myself to go to an Ivy, much to the chagrin of my parents, although you're all free to assume that I have a chip on my shoulder if you'd like or if it makes you feel better. I have nothing against my peers at UPenn, but I do think that they have a chip on their shoulders.
That is all.
Postes sine moribus vanae
[Posts without morals are useless]