{"id":10292,"date":"2010-01-11T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-01-11T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/thenewatlantis.com\/publications\/the-ivy-league-lament"},"modified":"2020-09-26T14:06:27","modified_gmt":"2020-09-26T18:06:27","slug":"the-ivy-league-lament","status":"publish","type":"article","link":"https:\/\/www.thenewatlantis.com\/publications\/the-ivy-league-lament","title":{"rendered":"The Ivy League Lament"},"content":{"rendered":"

T<\/span>he past few years have witnessed the inception of a new genre of affluent lament \u2014 a kind of marriage of our disparate cultural obsessions with the misery memoir and the university. The progeny of this union is the memoir of the elite university education that confers status but destroys souls. The plot of such memoirs almost always begins with a young scholar thirsting for wisdom who encounters our meritocratic educational apparatus, excels by its standards but is morally disfigured by them, wins admission to an Ivy League school, discovers that the place overlooks his secret cravenness and grants him success with professors and attractive women anyway, and is driven to the extremes of existential angst for a brief period by this discovery. When our wiser and more cynical scholar finally recovers, he concludes that elite education is rotten, graduates from the school, and proceeds to a brilliantly successful career as a writer, abetted by the publication of his memoir decrying the rottenness of his elite education. If these books don\u2019t make obvious the devastating costs of an Ivy League education, what could?<\/p>\n

The genre seems to have taken off after the publication in 2005 of Ross Douthat\u2019s Privilege<\/strong><\/a><\/em>, a memoir of his undergraduate years at Harvard. It was followed by David Samuels\u2019s memoir-disguised-as-reportage, The Runner<\/strong><\/a><\/em>, in 2008; the most recent contributor to the cause is Walter Kirn, whose Lost in the Meritocracy<\/strong><\/a><\/em> indicts Princeton. If one were inclined to include former Yale professor William Deresiewicz\u2019s partially autobiographical 2008 essay, \u201cThe Disadvantages of an Elite Education<\/a>,\u201d among these laments, then all three bulwarks of American status-lust \u2014 Harvard, Yale, and Princeton \u2014 will have come in for a beating. It may be a partially or, if you\u2019re really cynical, wholly deserved beating, and our clever meritocracy lamenters unfurl their verbal whips in so many directions that they do hit some of the truly rotten parts of our elaborate educational mechanism, but the requirements of memoir always direct their thoughts back to crafting narratives of their innocence and corruption.<\/p>\n

Where there is great lust for the status conferred by these schools, there is likely to be at least an equally fervent resentment of it. Such takedowns of meritocracy play to both sides, offering glimpses of a coveted life alongside satisfying condemnations of it. It\u2019s a brilliant marketing strategy that manages to unite the feuding camps of America\u2019s tastemakers into a single receptive audience \u2014 liberals who hate the Ivy League\u2019s production of a capitalist elite as well as conservatives who hate its domineering leftism; principled populists and thwarted Ivy League aspirants alike \u2014 and the authors make sure to scratch these readers in all the right places.<\/p>\n

All remark on the class disparities and the snobbery among the student bodies. Douthat and Kirn register the now-ubiquitous complaint against radicalism and obscurantism in the humanities, Kirn and Samuels home in on the arbitrariness of the system of standardized tests and melodramatic personal essays that selects Ivy League admits and condemns the rejects to a life of dullness and obscurity with state-school diplomas, and so on. But there remains something implausible in these authors\u2019 combination of purported na\u00efvet\u00e9 about the meritocratic game and their canny manipulation of it. They manage the impressive feat of becoming unwitting victims of the same system they so cynically and effectively exploited, and then they ask us to sympathize with the raw deal they\u2019ve gotten.<\/p>\n

The trouble starts when every one of them admits at the outset that he has spent nearly his entire pre-college education gaming the system in preparation for college admission. Kirn describes an incident in the fourth grade when his classmates were given a series of essay cards designed to promote \u201creading comprehension\u201d and scientific curiosity. Kirn and two of his classmates quickly distinguish themselves by the speed at which they read through the essays and answer the questions. Kirn becomes obsessed with beating his two rivals, so he begins to cut corners \u2014 first skimming the cards for numbers and quotations more likely to appear in the subsequent questions, and then skipping the essays altogether to look at the questions first, \u201cand circling back to the essays to find the answers.\u201d One boy is immediately vanquished when it turns out that he isn\u2019t interested in competing in the first place; he \u201cread for the reasons I only pretended to read \u2014 for understanding, out of actual interest \u2014 and sometimes he looked up from his cards as though he were truly reflecting on their contents.\u201d Kirn\u2019s remaining nemesis finally loses to him, but only because she doesn\u2019t have her glasses.<\/p>\n

This, for Kirn, is meritocracy in action. It is a ruthless, pointless competition for external accolades at the expense of true learning. Instead of inculcating the sincere desire for knowledge, it teaches the necessity of cultivating the mere appearance of it. It is this same view of meritocracy that leads Samuels to wonder in The Runner<\/em> whether there is really any difference between the Ivy League aspirant and the professional con artist besides the institutional imprimatur granted to the former. The Ivy League offers its students the opportunity \u201cto become someone new,\u201d Samuels suggests. \u201cIn turn, the university will testify to the social legitimacy of your actions by putting its name on your diploma.\u201d But Kirn was no innocent na\u00eff, tricked by adults and their nefarious system of empty rewards into playing a game he did not understand. He knew even in the fourth grade that what he was doing was cheating, that there was no necessity to behave this way; and when his classmate rebuked him for reading the questions on the cards first, he decided against all rationality that \u201cthe harm that she seemed to feel I\u2019d done myself (finding an angle, and then playing it) wasn\u2019t within my power to give up.\u201d<\/p>\n

This precocious knowingness is essential to the genre. Unless one has been cursed with the kind of crippling cultural deprivation associated with backwoods religious homeschooling and a name like Jedediah Purdy, it\u2019s nearly impossible to make an unironic claim to childhood innocence. So these writers admit to knowing all along that meritocracy is an elaborate status game, that college admissions is about faking the appearance of achievement and intellectual seriousness. But even as they concede that their outsized lust for admission to elite schools deformed their character, these writers insist that they seriously believed that attending these schools would make them whole again. As Douthat puts it, after the trials of being unpopular and overlooked in high school, Harvard \u201cbecame a beacon of hope to my semi-alienated teenage mind…. At Harvard, athleticism and good looks and popularity would count far less than the things that really mattered: native brilliance, and intellectual curiosity, and academic achievement.\u201d College would transport them away from the craven striving of their high schools to a world of integrity, refinement, truth, and beauty. How such an idyll would be created out of a class of craven strivers exactly like themselves seems not to have come under their consideration.<\/p>\n\n

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U<\/span>nsurprisingly, once they arrive on campus and confront a place full of perfect reflections of themselves, all their pleasant illusions are shattered, and they indict their classmates as phonies. The rich \u2014 targets we love to hate because all Americans, and particularly the readers of such Ivy League laments, are supposedly part of the long-suffering middle class \u2014 come in for the harshest attacks. Douthat\u2019s formative Harvard experience consists in being rejected from a club so exclusive that no nonmember has glimpsed its interior for two centuries. Samuels is tyrannized at Harvard by his roommate\u2019s vast collection of neckties. But it is Kirn\u2019s account of the cruelty of the wealthy that most absurdly plays to popular resentments \u2014 he alleges that during his junior year, he was led into a car by \u201ca handsome blond campus prince \u2014 the descendant of a legendary industrialist,\u201d blindfolded, and driven for hours out into the country. When he removed the blindfold, he found himself in front of \u201can actual castle, with countless tall windows, pediments, and columns.\u201d In the middle of New Jersey. \u201cMy family\u2019s estate. Behold, poor serf! Behold a power you will never know!\u201d the scion told him, and drove off leaving him stranded.<\/p>\n

To make this narrative plausible, Kirn downplays his own elite background. His father was also a Princeton alum and an executive at the 3M corporation; his bizarre lifestyle choices \u2014 not poverty \u2014 were responsible for the family move to rural Minnesota. To dwell on these facts would betray more in common with his vile Princeton classmates than Kirn could bear to admit. Douthat faces a similar credibility problem when he admits that he comes from an, again, strange, but affluent and highly educated family, and his main claim to disadvantage is that his own well-regarded private school \u201cexisted in the long shadow\u201d of the even more elite Choate Rosemary Hall. To their credit, neither Kirn nor Douthat omits these facts from his book (Samuels is more cagey), and Douthat is up front about being a fair prototype of the smart, ambitious, well-positioned child destined for the Ivy League. But couched in the context of these admissions, it becomes harder to sympathize with the authors\u2019 descriptions of being socially adrift in a hostile sea of affluence.<\/p>\n

Here again, the conventions of memoir undermine the meritocracy lament\u2019s broader argument against elite education. All these writers want to drive home the quite valid criticism of the hypocritical \u201cdiversity policy\u201d at these schools, which Deresiewicz describes as \u201cthe heartwarming spectacle of the children of white businesspeople and professionals studying and playing alongside the children of black, Asian, and Latino businesspeople and professionals.\u201d The superficial diversity of race and ethnicity masks the underlying social homogeneity that arises from selecting a student body almost exclusively from America\u2019s wealthy suburbs, its elite urban enclaves, and its top hundred high schools. The dominance of affluent culture at elite schools may be a real problem, but not for these authors, who are themselves the children of white businesspeople and professionals. But how else to demonstrate the problem in a memoir except to inflict it on your subject, who happens to be you? The results are barely believable claims of victimization of the rich at the hands of the really<\/em> rich that do little more than provoke a pointless game of poorer-than-thou, in which the authors\u2019 own claims to victimhood can be easily contested on the grounds that other students have it even worse.<\/p>\n

The rich are just as corrupt as we\u2019d like them to be in these stories, but, as blogger and English professor Margaret Soltan has pointed out<\/a>, these caricatures can backfire: \u201cOne reasonable conclusion to draw from Lost in the Meritocracy<\/em> is that only extremely rich people should go to schools like Princeton. Kirn describes a college culture in which the vast majority of the students \u2014 rolling-in-dough Percodan-snorters \u2014 are happy and well-adjusted, and the tiny minority of middle-class students like Kirn are miserable and alienated.\u201d Indeed, Kirn himself points out that this is a problem inherent in the idea of meritocracy: \u201cA pure meritocracy, we\u2019d discovered, can only promote; it can\u2019t legitimize. It can confer success but can\u2019t grant knighthood. For that it needs a class beyond itself: the high-born genealogical peerage that aptitude testing was created to overthrow.\u201d Possibly to ward against such a reactionary conclusion, Kirn and his fellow Ivy League-lamenters take aim at every other student type as well \u2014 the radical activists and the establishment politicos, the ethnic priders and the anglophiles, the prude and the prurient, the women and the men, the studious and the lazy \u2014 all phonies.<\/p>\n

Now, since meritocracy visits its soul-destroying power on all strivers equally (\u201cWe all showed aptitude. Aptitude for showing aptitude, mainly…. Nobody told us it wouldn\u2019t be enough,\u201d Kirn despairs), their classmates\u2019 pathetic hypocrisy should garner some sympathy from the authors. But, while they prove quite willing to confess their own sins \u2014 which involve abusing the elite school trinity of drugs, women, and po-mo jargon \u2014 they possess that uncanny ability of memoirists to ascribe their own transgressions primarily to an excess of innocence, while everyone else\u2019s are more likely to be the products of intractable mendacity. Only Douthat admits solidarity with and affection for his classmates (even going so far as to dedicate his book to them). He remains good friends with a dorm-mate who made it into the club from which he was rejected and admires the student activists who staged a twenty-one-day sit-in to demand higher wages for campus workers. They are compelling, he suggests, because they are serious about something other than their own status climb. Kirn and Samuels, though both have had about two decades longer than Douthat to get some perspective on their lives, seem to revile their classmates with the same reflexive adolescent resentment they harbored while still in school.<\/p>\n

This contradictory hatred forms the crux of the problem with the meritocracy lament \u2014 the authors urge us to save the elite university but describe no one in it as worth saving. The misery memoir makes a terrible platform for serious social commentary \u2014 it is too bound up with the author\u2019s own ego and his effort to distinguish himself from the mass of his very similar peers to be able to offer much insight. What they seem to be aiming at is the authority and historical vision of Allan Bloom, but the result is something that rarely gets beyond the pint-sized resentment of Holden Caulfield. In reality, as their own logic inexorably leads us to conclude, the authors are really no better than their classmates, and if they want to expose the rottenness of elite education, they must either excuse themselves from the story and shine a light on these schools objectively, or they should do us the service of finding the kind of students who are what they wish they had been \u2014 sincere, honest, diligent, and intellectually independent \u2014 and figuring out how they got to be that way.<\/p>\n\n

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P<\/span>art of their difficulty lies in the fact that sincere, serious, and intellectually honest students persist beside them \u2014 a handful among their own classmates, but more often, at other schools \u2014 and their character proves difficult to fit into the meritocracy lament paradigm. Theoretically, no one should be able to pass through the system and remain whole, so how did these students manage to do so? One answer is that they sought after some purpose besides head-patting from adults and distinctions for their r\u00e9sum\u00e9s.<\/p>\n

For some, that purpose is salvation. Religious students are anathema to Samuels and Kirn, who share in common early repudiations of their own faiths. For Samuels, admission to Harvard was his ticket out of the repressive Orthodox Jewish world of his childhood, and Kirn claims to have discovered early on that the Mormon Church was just another branch of the meritocratic system, rewarding shallow displays of oratory with hot chicks to make out with in the parking lot after services.<\/p>\n

But religious colleges in America have been sources of explicit opposition to the decadent, established elite ever since Yale was founded in 1701 to preserve Puritan orthodoxy against what some viewed as the increasing laxity of Harvard\u2019s faculty. The social status of these schools seems to vary indirectly with their denominational orthodoxy \u2014 the Newman Guide to Catholic colleges, for example, heaps its praises on such schools as Christendom College and Franciscan University of Steubenville for their \u201cvibrant and pervasive spiritual life,\u201d but that\u2019s not enough to sneak these schools into even those backhanded \u201cbest colleges you\u2019ve never heard of\u201d guides, not to mention the canonical U.S. News<\/em> rankings. At the same time, the Newman Guide laments the decline of Notre Dame into degenerate secularism, and Georgetown University, perhaps the highest-status Catholic school in America, doesn\u2019t even merit a mention on the Newman list.<\/p>\n

And yet, if the meritocracy lamenters wanted to find serious students in America, Christendom College might be a good place to start. The kind of student who chooses to attend a school like Christendom or somewhere similarly obscure in the Advanced Placement circles of Westchester and Grosse Pointe is one who either rejects status games or to whom this worldview never occurred in the first place. (To be sure, there are also plenty of apathetic and distracted students at these schools, as there are everywhere.) At the other end of the spectrum, there are the incubators of the radical left \u2014 places like Hampshire, Evergreen State, and the recently-defunct Antioch College \u2014 as unconcerned with their social status as the religious schools (though with decidedly worldlier ends), and committed to a purpose that transcends the pursuit of a life befitting a New York Times<\/em> wedding announcement.<\/p>\n

Perhaps, as Samuels would have it, we can just hand the keys to the kingdom over to these students in reward of their sincerity and intellectual passion, but of course it would never work out that way. As Helen Rittelmeyer has written in Culture11<\/em>, \u201cAs long as an Ivy League diploma grants automatic access to the upper class, there will be students (or parents) willing to do what it takes to get their hands on one…. Yale could make a fervent passion for ideas the sole criterion for admission, and ambitious careerists would only find a way to fake it.\u201d And it helps to remember that philosophers and poets can be ambitious people too, to a degree that might stun and awe the average investment banker, who, in his most ambitious mood, typically wants only to overthrow the prevailing wisdom about derivative trading rather than the entire state.<\/p>\n\n

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W<\/span>here the meritocracy lamenters come closest to getting at the source of the moral distortions perpetuated by meritocracy is where they put their personal grudges and ambitions aside to report on what is actually happening at these universities. From these accounts emerges a common thread of abdicated adult responsibility. In part, the theme arises out of the conventions of memoir as well \u2014 these are all coming-of-age stories, and coming of age is always to some degree a process undertaken alone. However, it is no coincidence that some of the most memorable absurdities described by Kirn and Douthat are moments in which adult authority is notably wanting.<\/p>\n

The most fascinating part of Douthat\u2019s book is the chapter about Suzanne Pomey \u2014 a popular Harvard student who, in 2002, was caught embezzling nearly a hundred thousand dollars from the Hasty Pudding Theatricals, a campus musical troupe of which she was producer. She was eventually dismissed from Harvard and sentenced to probation for felony larceny. Such instances of substantial theft from the school\u2019s clubs have taken place with impressive frequency in the past twenty years. Douthat\u2019s account of Pomey\u2019s rise and fall at Harvard is itself interesting, but one question the episode raises is how it would ever be permissible at any university for undergraduates to, as Douthat describes, \u201cregularly manage budgets in the hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, whether the money belonged to the Crimson<\/em> or the Pudding or the Model U.N.\u2019s parent organization … which boasted its own substantial investment portfolio.\u201d<\/p>\n

Who would leave this kind of money to the sole discretion of a bunch of nineteen-year-olds? It might be said that such responsibility is good practice for a future in which graduates of these clubs will go on to manage even larger sums in investment banking portfolios and national budgets, and perhaps that\u2019s true, at least for those who aren\u2019t caught pocketing the loose change first. But at bottom, the Suzanne Pomey incident illustrates the refusal of adults at Harvard \u2014 and, indeed, outside of it \u2014 to exercise not just punitive but moral authority over what Douthat calls \u201cthe high-IQ club.\u201d Douthat describes the glee with which the campus derided her after the embezzlement was made public, and suggests that justice was served when she was sentenced to probation (the judge argued that \u201cno purpose would be served by a sentence of incarceration\u201d) and denied her Harvard diploma, a punishment that amounts to, as Douthat puts it, being \u201cexpelled from the paradise of the American overclass.\u201d<\/p>\n

Only that\u2019s not quite how it worked out, or how it ever works out with the children of the meritocracy. Once one attains the requisite credentials \u2014 the GPA, SAT, and hours of tutoring underprivileged children \u2014 then it becomes increasingly difficult to justify exclusion from elite circles on the basis of mere character flaws. Pomey, like the more recent Harvard disgrace Kaavya Viswanathan, who was found to have plagiarized portions of her much-touted first novel in 2006, fled to the shelter of an elite law school to rebuild her respectability after the Harvard embezzlement flap. Gina Grant, whose admission to Harvard was famously rescinded in 1995 after it became known that she had murdered her mother (a fact she omitted from her application), graduated instead from Tufts. Moral considerations should not stand in the way of a person\u2019s clearly demonstrated \u201cpotential,\u201d which may be the only thing the adults in these books value in education and the only realm in which they are willing to exercise authority.<\/p>\n

The same indictment of adult authority appears in Kirn\u2019s description of his time at Princeton:<\/p>\n\n\n

I simply had no idea who ran the place. It allowed me to imagine that no one did…. Yet Princeton was orderly, orderly in the extreme…. Even the outbursts of petty student anarchy felt orthodox and premeditated…. Princeton felt like a school without a principal where students were free to issue their own passes, police their own behavior, and grant their own pardons if necessary. I concluded this was by design. For if, as the university asserted, we were indeed our nation\u2019s future leaders, then what better way to prepare us for the task of framing, interpreting, and defending its laws than letting us … operate as laws unto ourselves?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n

Immediately following this, Kirn describes his ridiculous encounter with Princeton\u2019s \u201cHonor Committee\u201d \u2014 a peer jury responsible for adjudicating violations of the school\u2019s honor code \u2014 when he is hauled in for cheating on a Spanish exam. His trial consists in being treated to soda and pretzels in a fellow student\u2019s dorm, after which he is asked to confess to changing an incorrect answer on his exam to the correct answer on his neighbor\u2019s, which he cagily refuses to do. The encounter is concluded in the kind of stalemate inevitable in a world void of authority: Kirn points out to his student judge, \u201cYou tell me to choose, but the words I\u2019m meant to choose from \u2014 \u201binnocent,\u2019 \u201bguilty\u2019 \u2014 aren\u2019t my only choices. I choose another one. \u201bUnconvictable.\u2019\u201d And he is let off the hook.<\/p>\n\n

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K<\/span>irn alludes to an alternative to this organized anarchy. He begins his childhood narrative with the story of a retired navy admiral who lived down the street from him when he was four years old, and gave him a \u201ctwo-year private tutorial\u201d in history and science while his parents were too busy working and studying to attend to him. \u201cUncle Admiral,\u201d as Kirn calls him \u2014 \u201cmy first teacher and my first love\u201d \u2014 was a cartographer and possessed of a cartographer\u2019s faith that the world could be surveyed and settled, known and understood. What Uncle Admiral was that no parent, teacher, professor, or figurehead, no subsequent adult in any of these meritocracy laments comes close to, is an authority<\/em> \u2014 not an arbitrary tyrant who rules by force or an equal who rules by persuasion, but a figure who commands obedience through respect, who does what Hannah Arendt called \u201ctaking responsibility for the world\u201d by introducing it as a coherent, intelligible place that he helped make to the child who just arrived in it and must be trained to maintain it.<\/p>\n

In her essay \u201cThe Crisis in Education,\u201d Arendt described education as the situation in which \u201cauthority in the widest sense has always been accepted as a natural necessity, obviously required as much by natural needs, the helplessness of the child, as by political necessity, the continuity of an established civilization which can be assured only if those who are newcomers by birth are guided through a pre-established world into which they are born as strangers.\u201d And Kirn himself corroborates the value of such authority after he suffers a karmic bout of muteness caused by his lifetime of abusing language to get ahead: \u201cWhat I learned from [Uncle Admiral], his master lesson \u2014 the one that would help me reconstitute my mind after it dissolved at Princeton, worn down by loneliness, drugs, and French philosophy \u2014 was that the world could indeed be grasped and navigated if one met it with a steady gaze. Matter wasn\u2019t truly solid, no, but it was packed tightly enough to set our feet upon.\u201d<\/p>\n

This is essentially what the adults in these books have removed from the curriculum and from education more broadly. No longer certain of anything about the world, the adults of the last two generations have given up trying to pass it on \u2014 the culture, politics, and institutions that have constituted American civilization as a species of the West \u2014 but they have found nothing with which to fill the holes left behind. They have lost credibility, and, regrettably or happily depending on whom you ask, ceded authority so that succeeding generations can start from scratch and figure out how to fix things. One of the notable products of this abdication of responsibility has been the rise of the educational meritocracy that continually rewards \u201captitude,\u201d which seems like something everyone can still agree is good to have and adults are willing to reward, even when they cannot agree on the essential question of what is worth directing one\u2019s aptitude towards. The result is a system that produces an elite that has no clear idea of its own purpose: \u201cI\u2019d been amassing momentum my whole life,\u201d Kirn explains, \u201cand I knew only one direction: forward…. No one ever told me what the point was, except to keep on accumulating points, and this struck me as sufficient.\u201d<\/p>\n

This is the problem that should be the core of the meritocracy lament instead of the never-ending complaints about SATs and exclusive roommates and lame parties, but its full articulation requires stepping out of the resentful solipsism of youth and thinking beyond the long mope of one\u2019s own college years. But none of the meritocracy lamenters are completely uninsightful critics, so one can still hope that the meritocracy lament itself will mature into a more fruitful adulthood of its own, one in which the writers abandon the dubious perspective of the innocent babe led astray by the system and take responsibility for these schools themselves.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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