What I’ve Learned about Harvard University this Morning
So, the New York Times has a piece this morning about a freshman orientation ritual at Harvard University. Apparently, incoming freshman gather every year with upperclassmen in a campus auditorium and make fun of the 1970 tearjerker, Love Story, which was filmed at Harvard and centers on the doomed love between a Harvard student and a Radcliffe College coed.
Says Brian Malone, Harvard class of 1996, of the experience: “The irreverence was so appealing to me,” he continued. “The experience instilled in me a certain condescension toward middlebrow taste.”
Was it really necessary for Malone to stay the next four years? It seems to me that Harvard’s mission was accomplished in his first week!
Malone and his Harvard condescension are currently working on their graduate degree in literature at the University of California, Santa Cruz.
Gratuitous local angle: Hawaii parents, I was once an English major at the University of Hawaii at Manoa and I assure you, a refined contempt for middlebrow taste could possibly be acquired there—if that sort of thing floats your boat—at a fraction of the price.