Wharton School - Great Regret? Money, or Donald Trump?
Maybe it is old age...or the lateness of the hour, or I am just too tired. Or, maybe at my advanced age, and tutoring little Indian children in first grade,
I have become exhausted - I don't know. I ponder things too much now.
The presidential elections and other things begin to weigh on my mind and re-thinking past decisions, I begin to wonder about courses the river of my life had taken. One such has been college and the much vaunted Wharton School, the king of Business in American scholastic culture.
Why so? The "king of the deal," the Donald, self-styled big deal hissonself graduated with me in the same class in 1968 in Wharton School University of Pennsylvania at Philadelphia. He keeps yakking it up in his many television appearences while he fakes a run for the presidency here, now in the year of our Lord 2011.
Wharton, a school that focuses solely on the education of grinding out people to run businesses to make and fine tune organizations that make money. That's it. Nothing else, just make money, and the more you make, the more efficiently you make it, the more successfully you are as a member of society and as a person. Count yourself as an elite among the "establishment" if American, if not western society.
I have never fit in to that mold. Never have and I fear at this late date, having been embarassed by Donald Trump, and the motives of the school, never could. I was wired for failure from day one.
I should have been a writer, gone to journalism school, a minister, something else. I earned a decent grade when I left Wharton, the fact that I survived - 359 entered, 63 graduated I guess says something. It feels like a rifle company in Vietnam, I suppose, we went into battle, and a few of us got out alive.
Next time, as the joke goes, I'll write a memo.
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I have become exhausted - I don't know. I ponder things too much now.
The presidential elections and other things begin to weigh on my mind and re-thinking past decisions, I begin to wonder about courses the river of my life had taken. One such has been college and the much vaunted Wharton School, the king of Business in American scholastic culture.
Why so? The "king of the deal," the Donald, self-styled big deal hissonself graduated with me in the same class in 1968 in Wharton School University of Pennsylvania at Philadelphia. He keeps yakking it up in his many television appearences while he fakes a run for the presidency here, now in the year of our Lord 2011.
Wharton, a school that focuses solely on the education of grinding out people to run businesses to make and fine tune organizations that make money. That's it. Nothing else, just make money, and the more you make, the more efficiently you make it, the more successfully you are as a member of society and as a person. Count yourself as an elite among the "establishment" if American, if not western society.
I have never fit in to that mold. Never have and I fear at this late date, having been embarassed by Donald Trump, and the motives of the school, never could. I was wired for failure from day one.
I should have been a writer, gone to journalism school, a minister, something else. I earned a decent grade when I left Wharton, the fact that I survived - 359 entered, 63 graduated I guess says something. It feels like a rifle company in Vietnam, I suppose, we went into battle, and a few of us got out alive.
Next time, as the joke goes, I'll write a memo.
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