Higher
Education, Higher Bankruptcy
Published in Marietta (GA) Daily Journal, 10/7/18
Six weeks after turning
20, I walked onto the campus of the University of Southern Mississippi in
Hattiesburg. Somehow I sensed that I had
found myself. Not that the junior
college I had attended had failed to stretch or inspire me. It, too, was a remarkable place. East Central Jr. College in Decatur,
Mississippi had reminded me of Daniel Webster’s remark about his beloved
Dartmouth, “She may be small, but there are those of us who love her.”
Southern
Miss, though, was a growing university, already bigger than Ole Miss or
Mississippi State. I had never seen a
village, as it were, known for the splendor of Greek architecture, whether in
its classroom buildings, the dome-clad administrative building, the president’s
home, or even student dorms. The
buildings seemingly pointed to high purpose.
Their columns pointed you to things beyond your present world, things like
a better world.
Ninety
miles to the north where I had grown up, one rarely saw resplendent buildings. Our glory was mostly futuristic: the fresh
meat we would enjoy for a few months after killing hogs or the beautiful sight
of the garden and the fields after all the crops were “laid by,” left to grow
while we anticipated harvest.
There
was present glory, of course. We had
neighbors up and down the road who cared for each other, and plenty of food
although almost everything else was always in short supply. As for architecture, even the smallest
country churches had steeples that pointed gloriously upward, a reality that
had an unrealized effect on us.
Entering
the university campus was a life-changing experience. The buildings and grounds
around me held promise. They would
deepen my understanding of history and of the importance of beauty. They would remind me that someone had the
vision and foresight to build fair gardens like this campus in order for youths
to prepare themselves to do their part in advancing civilization. They would deepen my respect for my father
who was so smart, so well read, and so interested in the world, yet so bound by
responsibilities that he would never have dreamed of walking onto a university
campus.
I know, these are all high-flung
thoughts. Today, that American
institution called the university cares little for high-flung thoughts or
tradition. To the modern university,
tradition is a shackle, certainly not an inspiration. Not so in European nations. For all their wrongheadedness (globalism,
incurable love for monarchy’s remnants, the near expulsion of Christianity), at
least they don’t tear down buildings just because they are 15 years old. Not ruled by total pragmatism, their
appreciation of landmarks and of history exceeds that of America by light years.
One
wonders if there’s any easy cure for what’s wrong with the university. Serious students will excel in spite of the
university’s weaknesses, but what about the masses, those students who are
there without any future vision, who have no sense of anything transcendent,
and are therefore drawn to the protest movements, the party scene, and the
outlandish “new way of viewing life” such as transgenderism, “fluidity,” and other
“alternative life styles.” There was a
time when professors and administrators held students to tough standards. Get your tails to the library or go back
home. We’re here not just for you but
also for the future of the nation and of civilization.
Universities
are now in an intellectual crisis.
Having essentially abandoned their original purpose of liberal education
and of becoming an enlightened “friend of man” as Aquinas put it, they are
stuck in career ed (for which few people need a university), in sanctuary from
the outer world, and in sports mania. Families
go into debt for this? Examine the
course offerings of a major university.
Compare the direction of academia today to the vision of the great Catholic
theologian and educator, Cardinal John Henry Newman.
The
university is being replaced by “university life.” Scholarship is being replaced by the
indoctrination of equality, diversity, social justice, and cultural cleansing. The therapeutic turn of higher education has
led to the infantilization of university students. Across the country there is a head-spinning
array of practices intended to make university students feel “safe.” Many universities are providing chill-out
rooms. Harvard Medical School and Yale
Law School allow therapy dogs in their libraries. Emotional fragility is the order of the day. Universities are teaching fear, not courage.
Droll
thoughts, I realize. But ask university
students if their thought world is being challenged, or if their love for life
or for anything outside of themselves is being deepened. Financial bankruptcy is one thing, but
intellectual/spiritual bankruptcy is quite another and is much sadder.
Roger Hines
10/3/18
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