College just ain't what it used to be. The evidence lies all around. If you're a baby boomer you're going to feel old, very old.
Nicholas Handler, a Yale junior and the winner of an essay contest by the Sunday Magazine of The New York Times, says the contemporary college generation is "post-everything, post-cold war, post-industrial, post-baby boom, post 9/11." He even subscribes to literary critic Frederic Jameson's description of the young as "post-literate." Instead of rebels without a cause, their cause is rebelling against their parents' generation by pointedly not rebelling. The students who protest just to imagine how their parents might have felt are reduced to wearing their parents' old Che Guevara T-shirts.
But the fault, dear Brutus, may not lie with those parents, but the generation's professors, writes Frankie Thomas, a junior at the University of Southern California and a runner-up in the contest. "They made us buy and read $100 textbooks that they had written themselves," she writes. "Their lectures were word-for-word recitations of these very books. And it was excruciatingly clear, from the way they spoke, that these may have been the only books they had ever read." Such are the luxuries of academic tenure.
To many students, it makes little difference what their teachers have to say, because they don't listen. They have more interesting things to do, text messaging, video games, watching boring stuff on YouTube and socializing on Facebook. When a cell phone rings on the front row the professor usually doesn't care; his is likely to ring, too. (Rudy Giuliani would approve.) If the students of the 1960s had enjoyed these high-tech gadgets and contrivances or even better television, Thomas suggests, they might have been too busy to protest something as irrelevant as a war in Vietnam.
Travis Weinger, a senior at the University of California at San Diego, sees what separates his generation from parents and professors through a different lens. "The Cold War is over," he says. "Capitalism won. Our generation has grown up always knowing the futility and barbarity of Marxist-Leninism, Maoism and all their various spawns." Mao's Little Red Book reads like satire (just as it did, to be sure, to a lot of students even then).
He understands the way the market economy runs as well as the reason Marxist intellectuals can't find work outside ivy-cloistered walls: "It is a sign of college evolving beyond its petulant, radical, '60s phase and maturing into a place where hard work and valuable skills and knowledge are rewarded." That's arguably a sign of maturity for parents and students.