the ole alma mater...
Apr. 14th, 2004 02:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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MIT was the institute of higher education that I attended, but I would hardly call it my "nourishing mother". Motherfucker would be more like it. I was there from 1980-1984. My experience there was pretty hellish; I would not call it the best years of my life. Over and above everything else, I got the feeling that the damned place simply didn't give a shit about me. If I were to drop out, it would simply be one less body in their massively overcrowded EECS department. Only if I were to commit suicide would they notice, and even then their main concern would be for the image of the Institute, not for my welfare or anything like that.
Tonight I got a call from an earnest young volunteer asking for alumni donations to the institute. I told her, "I still HTFP and they're not getting a dime from me". She was somewhat understanding and left it at that.
My dilemma is this: Recently the Institute has made a number of efforts to try to change for the better. Whatever they do, though, cannot address the pain of my experience with them. Unless they make a groveling apology to me, I'll forever hate them. But of course that'll never happen. Whatever improvements they make will never address my experience of the Institute, and until they do I can never have a positive thought about them.
So I'll forever HTFP. So there.
One's alma mater (Latin for "nourishing mother, nursemaid") is the school or university one attended.
MIT was the institute of higher education that I attended, but I would hardly call it my "nourishing mother". Motherfucker would be more like it. I was there from 1980-1984. My experience there was pretty hellish; I would not call it the best years of my life. Over and above everything else, I got the feeling that the damned place simply didn't give a shit about me. If I were to drop out, it would simply be one less body in their massively overcrowded EECS department. Only if I were to commit suicide would they notice, and even then their main concern would be for the image of the Institute, not for my welfare or anything like that.
Tonight I got a call from an earnest young volunteer asking for alumni donations to the institute. I told her, "I still HTFP and they're not getting a dime from me". She was somewhat understanding and left it at that.
My dilemma is this: Recently the Institute has made a number of efforts to try to change for the better. Whatever they do, though, cannot address the pain of my experience with them. Unless they make a groveling apology to me, I'll forever hate them. But of course that'll never happen. Whatever improvements they make will never address my experience of the Institute, and until they do I can never have a positive thought about them.
So I'll forever HTFP. So there.
