To relieve the listless despair that often creeps in after midnight, here's a start at some kind of positive thinking on the subject of what the fuck to do with my life, some ideas that I haven't rejected out of hand.
Algorithmic financial instrument trading
Combining maths, stats, computing and some financial knowledge into a black box for making money out of capital.
Pros: Can scale. Does utilize skills I mostly actually have. Might learn stuff that is also useful. Could lead to a salaried job doing it, if the returns are very marginal but there is scalability.
Cons: Might not work. This actually seems highly likely, since millions of people have tried it, and few have succeeded, and they might just be luck. Could spend a huge amount of time getting absolutely nothing out of it.
Writing a book
I can actually write. There's a few book plots I've worked out some detail on, all novels in sci-fi/fantasy settings.
Pros: Could be interesting. Could be fun. Could, with tremendous luck, pay off.
Cons: Is likely to be extremely hard and frustrating, and not pay off. I am extremely weak on character development, since I usually don't care about that much in what I read, but that's most of what other people read for.
Becoming a teacher
Probably in mathematics and or statistics, and computing, in secondary schools
Pros: Steady work, good hours, excellent holidays, reasonable pay.
Cons: Nothing about the work itself appeals to me at all. It sounds like something you should do only if you actually believe in it. Unfortunately, I don't.
Going back to programming
Coding for the man, by the hour. Like what I used to do.
Pros: I at least know how to start, and there is money in it. I have, in the past, been good at it.
Cons: I do not actually like doing it. It has been over 3 years since I did it professionally and I now will have very atrophied skills, particularly since they had already atrophied when I was doing it, out of sheer boredom. Essentially I don't actually like software itself very much, even to use, much less to have to pretend to enthuse about when usually I think it's actually used for stupid things.
Doesn't sound that positive, in hindsight. Probably that's because of a complete lack of drive in any other areas to go with it. There's really very little that I want out of life any more. I don't have any hobbies left. My pool of friends is tiny and I find interactions with them less and less satisfying every time, going down ruts from the past endlessly. My health is failing. Very little, apart from my children, gives me any joy at all. The most I usually get in a day is diversion, something to take my mind off how shitty I feel. My wife is withdrawing, although to be brutally honest I think she's been doing that for about 6 or 7 years now.
Nope, this was a waste of time and now I'm just feeling worse. Great. See you next time.
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Feeling Bitter
On the stink side
This has been a theme of the last 8 months or so. Bitterness. I'd say I'm writing this because I hope it might help, but I don't think it will. It's just a record. I might as well keep a record, having made the decision that public engagement in the form of internet commentary has been an extremely foolish waste of a huge amount of my time. I think I gave it something like 3 years of my life in the end. As in something like 6000 hours. I'm 3 weeks AFK now. Maybe I'm just writing this to relieve the pangs of the horrible mental inactivity that took the place of all that pointless engagement.
To be clear, I only mean it was pointless for me. I've got no problem with other people doing it. It might not even be a waste of time for them.
But that isn't what's making me bitter. In fact, I consider it a positive step. What I'm bitter about is my total lack of inspiration about this pressing question of what the fuck I should be spending my time on. Obviously, I should be trying to make money, either by a job or by a business scheme of some sort, but I've somehow engineered myself into the fucked up situation of having to finish a degree in a subject I'm no longer interested in. I decided at the start of the year to go for a degree in Applied Maths, thinking it might be both interesting and useful, and somewhat easier than other options on account of my prior training as a computer scientist.
But instead I find it's none of those things. It's not useful in any way I can imagine ever using, drawing practically every single application in the field of higher physics, a subject I have discontinued (on account of it being also highly impractical, if somewhat more interesting than maths). So I lose interest in it, and that makes it really fucking hard, although I think it is also actually just fucking hard.
Fuck, fuck FUCK! I should have switched to Statistics. The window to do that closed last Friday.
Which is just the start of my bitterness. Another reason it's all so fucking hard is because I have fuck-all time, and that's because I'm responsible for my kids for all the hours they're not in school. Also, I've got jack shit by way of money, since my wife's income is actually not enough to cover our bills so we're gradually eating away every last bit of capital we have.
Which is odd, considering that I'm actually richer on paper than I've ever been, courtesy of house price inflation. But that's of no use to me unless I sell the house, an idea my wife can't countenance for even a minute. No argument that our quality of life would probably drastically improve if we just sold up and took to renting with a huge chunk of cash in the bank and other investments will budge her from the thought that we'd be going backwards if we sacrificed one square meter of this land that I really can't be stuffed looking after any more. Owning property gives me quite literally no joy at all. It's a fucking drudge, something I'd rather leave to people who like mowing lawns and doing repairs, and not having enough rooms to live in.
There are other bitternesses too. But that'll do for now. Overworked and unpaid, and the end in sight on the other side of a wall of very hard and rather pointless work.
On the bright side
I have spent a lot more time with the boys. That has been enjoyable. My winter project has been to open their minds to a world of better entertainments than what they'd do on their own. I managed to get them into Lego and now both of them are obsessed with it. The house is overflowing with the damned stuff. I introduced them to Tintin by the sneaky backdoor of using the DVD collection someone gave me. Now Marcus reads it all the time and they both like watching episodes of it much more than they like to watch the lastest CG brain mush. I managed to get them away from the simpler childish games into the classics like Draughts, Monopoly, Guess Who, Last Card, Chinese Checkers,. Zane has a real flair for anything strategic, something I cunningly segued in through his combined love of both Star Wars and Lego, via a Lego Star Wars board game called The Battle Of Hoth, which is almost chess-like in complexity.
But most triumphantly of all, I managed to expand their movie interests beyond Star Wars and Toy Story. By implementing "Daddy's choice" time, they have now watched a quite impressive number of classic movies. They don't like everything that they see, but they have liked quite a lot of it. I give my own commentary during the movies, highlighting important parts, pausing at tricky plot points, rerunning difficult scenes, getting them to give their interpretation, and then afterwards a summary of what they've got out of it. It is something they have come to like, grudgingly admitting recently that out of the 40-odd films I've put them through in the last few months, they have liked more than half of them and would watch them again. Most surprising favourites to me:
-Saving Private Ryan
-Titanic
-Charlie Chaplin's Gold Rush.
-Empire of the Sun
-Koyaanisqatsi
all of which I'd have thought too dark, or too slow, or too adult.
The not so surprising:
-WALL-E
-Commando
-Enter the Dragon
Also, we've been doing physical training together, which has been good for me as well as them. We got the cutest photos from Kindy of Zane doing his regular lunges around the yard.
My courses aren't a complete bore at the moment, too. Whilst maths is a dull grind, both statistics courses are enjoyable, particularly the Bayesian one. Everything about that approach seems right to me. There's one little flicker of hope in a subject I could take further.
And for my own entertainment I've made a conscious effort to watch a LOT more good movies.
Feeling Better Now
This has been a theme of the last 8 months or so. Bitterness. I'd say I'm writing this because I hope it might help, but I don't think it will. It's just a record. I might as well keep a record, having made the decision that public engagement in the form of internet commentary has been an extremely foolish waste of a huge amount of my time. I think I gave it something like 3 years of my life in the end. As in something like 6000 hours. I'm 3 weeks AFK now. Maybe I'm just writing this to relieve the pangs of the horrible mental inactivity that took the place of all that pointless engagement.
To be clear, I only mean it was pointless for me. I've got no problem with other people doing it. It might not even be a waste of time for them.
But that isn't what's making me bitter. In fact, I consider it a positive step. What I'm bitter about is my total lack of inspiration about this pressing question of what the fuck I should be spending my time on. Obviously, I should be trying to make money, either by a job or by a business scheme of some sort, but I've somehow engineered myself into the fucked up situation of having to finish a degree in a subject I'm no longer interested in. I decided at the start of the year to go for a degree in Applied Maths, thinking it might be both interesting and useful, and somewhat easier than other options on account of my prior training as a computer scientist.
But instead I find it's none of those things. It's not useful in any way I can imagine ever using, drawing practically every single application in the field of higher physics, a subject I have discontinued (on account of it being also highly impractical, if somewhat more interesting than maths). So I lose interest in it, and that makes it really fucking hard, although I think it is also actually just fucking hard.
Fuck, fuck FUCK! I should have switched to Statistics. The window to do that closed last Friday.
Which is just the start of my bitterness. Another reason it's all so fucking hard is because I have fuck-all time, and that's because I'm responsible for my kids for all the hours they're not in school. Also, I've got jack shit by way of money, since my wife's income is actually not enough to cover our bills so we're gradually eating away every last bit of capital we have.
Which is odd, considering that I'm actually richer on paper than I've ever been, courtesy of house price inflation. But that's of no use to me unless I sell the house, an idea my wife can't countenance for even a minute. No argument that our quality of life would probably drastically improve if we just sold up and took to renting with a huge chunk of cash in the bank and other investments will budge her from the thought that we'd be going backwards if we sacrificed one square meter of this land that I really can't be stuffed looking after any more. Owning property gives me quite literally no joy at all. It's a fucking drudge, something I'd rather leave to people who like mowing lawns and doing repairs, and not having enough rooms to live in.
There are other bitternesses too. But that'll do for now. Overworked and unpaid, and the end in sight on the other side of a wall of very hard and rather pointless work.
On the bright side
I have spent a lot more time with the boys. That has been enjoyable. My winter project has been to open their minds to a world of better entertainments than what they'd do on their own. I managed to get them into Lego and now both of them are obsessed with it. The house is overflowing with the damned stuff. I introduced them to Tintin by the sneaky backdoor of using the DVD collection someone gave me. Now Marcus reads it all the time and they both like watching episodes of it much more than they like to watch the lastest CG brain mush. I managed to get them away from the simpler childish games into the classics like Draughts, Monopoly, Guess Who, Last Card, Chinese Checkers,. Zane has a real flair for anything strategic, something I cunningly segued in through his combined love of both Star Wars and Lego, via a Lego Star Wars board game called The Battle Of Hoth, which is almost chess-like in complexity.
But most triumphantly of all, I managed to expand their movie interests beyond Star Wars and Toy Story. By implementing "Daddy's choice" time, they have now watched a quite impressive number of classic movies. They don't like everything that they see, but they have liked quite a lot of it. I give my own commentary during the movies, highlighting important parts, pausing at tricky plot points, rerunning difficult scenes, getting them to give their interpretation, and then afterwards a summary of what they've got out of it. It is something they have come to like, grudgingly admitting recently that out of the 40-odd films I've put them through in the last few months, they have liked more than half of them and would watch them again. Most surprising favourites to me:
-Saving Private Ryan
-Titanic
-Charlie Chaplin's Gold Rush.
-Empire of the Sun
-Koyaanisqatsi
all of which I'd have thought too dark, or too slow, or too adult.
The not so surprising:
-WALL-E
-Commando
-Enter the Dragon
Also, we've been doing physical training together, which has been good for me as well as them. We got the cutest photos from Kindy of Zane doing his regular lunges around the yard.
My courses aren't a complete bore at the moment, too. Whilst maths is a dull grind, both statistics courses are enjoyable, particularly the Bayesian one. Everything about that approach seems right to me. There's one little flicker of hope in a subject I could take further.
And for my own entertainment I've made a conscious effort to watch a LOT more good movies.
Feeling Better Now
Monday, October 29, 2012
No Direction
In case there's anyone reading this blog, you might have noticed that I've rather lost my sense of direction. I don't know exactly how this happened, so I'm writing this post to lay out what I think's gone on.
Essentially, my biggest hurdle is boredom. I simply don't find things interesting that I used to, at least not the useful things. In particular, I find software, and the development of it, uninteresting. This is rather fatal for someone whose career has been almost entirely in software development. I don't hear about software that I think "Oh, I must try that out", ever. It just doesn't happen.
I wasn't always this way. I used to like computer games, and I was very much interested in the development of AI systems. Most of my major developments since University have been complex algorithmic systems. But somehow the business came to seem very, very trivial to me, endlessly repetitive. There just don't seem to be any new ideas. I've just spent too long looking at these things, so there's no marvel in any of it, no admiration for the engineering behind various software efforts. They're just the product of hours spent plodding away at the same cycle of analysis, design, implementation, test, rinse, repeat.
Talking about software development seems mind-numbing, I can't bear to talk shop with anyone. The intricacies of the latest and greatest development methodologies, which are the same as they always were, but have new names. The wonderful tools for making people faster coders, hiding the fact that development is incredibly slow and people grind for years and years on the same projects. Everyone's tedious and always totally arbitrary opinion on the very best practices. The hackneyed jokes and observations about the psychology of programmers. The sad tribalism around roles and technological choices, as if somehow coding on Linux OSes is an entire philosophy.
Mind you, I feel the same way about some other things I liked, too. Movies and books. Somehow, I can't find any interest in fictional stories any more. I was a fan of fantasy and sci fi, but over the last few years, every new one of these I've read seems worse than the last, more formulaic, longer, less consequential. I've tried reading other kinds of fiction, the less pulpy variety, but somehow I find them actually worse, even more formulaic, the more they try not to be. Whatever it is in there that's supposed to make such aesthetic choices more serious, the more detailed characterizations, or more work on the dialog, just makes me sad, to think that someone has a point they wish to hide behind such rhetoric. At least speculative fiction doesn't usually bother to pretend its got a deep point.
As for movies, well, admittedly I haven't really widened my scope much. They're bloody expensive and they hog the TV, which I figure might as well be being enjoyed by my wife and kids. But the offerings of Hollywood these days are just a study in how bad things can get. I really struggle to stay awake during movies.
Philosophizing? I majored in that, after all. Unfortunately, I've come to think it's a silly pursuit, on the whole. While it is fun to speculate about the boundaries of various kinds of knowledge, that's about all it's good for. Perhaps that's why I liked speculative fiction, because it resembles Western Philosophy so much. Logic itself is almost a parody of a study. Touted as being at the core of knowledge, a basic building block of thought, advanced study of logic does not even address knowledge. Beyond first year at University, logic stops being applied to any problems except mathematical ones, and even then only its own kind.
Music? Well, I still mostly like what I used to like, but I do feel I should listen to new things more. Unfortunately I don't like anything new, in the sense of hearing something and thinking "wow, I want to follow that group/artist". Indeed, I struggle to hear the lyrics at all, and the sound of the music itself seems to have strangely widened and narrowed at the same time. As for immersing myself into the study of old music, that's one of the few things that actually makes me angry when people do it, as if it's a clever thing to do. There's something so anally retentive about it, I have to just switch off, or I'll nut off.
Is this symptomatic of depression? Am I finding the shit side of things because I'm depressed? I don't know. It seems quite possible to me that things really are just dull, and that's depressed me. Chicken/egg thing. I don't even know if it's a useful question. I know I'm a bit bummed, so what use is a formal diagnosis? Indeed, my brief time spent with a counselor made me lose a lot of respect for psychiatry generally. It seems to very much be a matter of them listening to you working it out for yourself. Expensively.
How do you make yourself interested in things? I know the answer to some extent - you just immerse and forget your other concerns, and there you go. I can easily do that with practically anything, indeed, I can do it far too easily, and lose days, weeks, years. That's part of why I won't do it any more, without being sure that a) I'm genuinely interested in it and b) It's in some way practical for me, in proportion to the time spent on it.
So I return to the problem - what should I get interested in? What direction should I take?
At the moment, my only real insight is that things that are factual are more likely to be useful. Preferably the more general skills. I'm hoping that in immersing myself into such study, an interesting field might open up before me. Or perhaps I'll discover a new talent.
A thought experiment I've conducted a few times has been "what would I do if money was no object?". The answer has ironically been "immerse myself in study". Which makes me think I'm interested in it, at least at some level. But what to study? This question is a work in progress.
Essentially, my biggest hurdle is boredom. I simply don't find things interesting that I used to, at least not the useful things. In particular, I find software, and the development of it, uninteresting. This is rather fatal for someone whose career has been almost entirely in software development. I don't hear about software that I think "Oh, I must try that out", ever. It just doesn't happen.
I wasn't always this way. I used to like computer games, and I was very much interested in the development of AI systems. Most of my major developments since University have been complex algorithmic systems. But somehow the business came to seem very, very trivial to me, endlessly repetitive. There just don't seem to be any new ideas. I've just spent too long looking at these things, so there's no marvel in any of it, no admiration for the engineering behind various software efforts. They're just the product of hours spent plodding away at the same cycle of analysis, design, implementation, test, rinse, repeat.
Talking about software development seems mind-numbing, I can't bear to talk shop with anyone. The intricacies of the latest and greatest development methodologies, which are the same as they always were, but have new names. The wonderful tools for making people faster coders, hiding the fact that development is incredibly slow and people grind for years and years on the same projects. Everyone's tedious and always totally arbitrary opinion on the very best practices. The hackneyed jokes and observations about the psychology of programmers. The sad tribalism around roles and technological choices, as if somehow coding on Linux OSes is an entire philosophy.
Mind you, I feel the same way about some other things I liked, too. Movies and books. Somehow, I can't find any interest in fictional stories any more. I was a fan of fantasy and sci fi, but over the last few years, every new one of these I've read seems worse than the last, more formulaic, longer, less consequential. I've tried reading other kinds of fiction, the less pulpy variety, but somehow I find them actually worse, even more formulaic, the more they try not to be. Whatever it is in there that's supposed to make such aesthetic choices more serious, the more detailed characterizations, or more work on the dialog, just makes me sad, to think that someone has a point they wish to hide behind such rhetoric. At least speculative fiction doesn't usually bother to pretend its got a deep point.
As for movies, well, admittedly I haven't really widened my scope much. They're bloody expensive and they hog the TV, which I figure might as well be being enjoyed by my wife and kids. But the offerings of Hollywood these days are just a study in how bad things can get. I really struggle to stay awake during movies.
Philosophizing? I majored in that, after all. Unfortunately, I've come to think it's a silly pursuit, on the whole. While it is fun to speculate about the boundaries of various kinds of knowledge, that's about all it's good for. Perhaps that's why I liked speculative fiction, because it resembles Western Philosophy so much. Logic itself is almost a parody of a study. Touted as being at the core of knowledge, a basic building block of thought, advanced study of logic does not even address knowledge. Beyond first year at University, logic stops being applied to any problems except mathematical ones, and even then only its own kind.
Music? Well, I still mostly like what I used to like, but I do feel I should listen to new things more. Unfortunately I don't like anything new, in the sense of hearing something and thinking "wow, I want to follow that group/artist". Indeed, I struggle to hear the lyrics at all, and the sound of the music itself seems to have strangely widened and narrowed at the same time. As for immersing myself into the study of old music, that's one of the few things that actually makes me angry when people do it, as if it's a clever thing to do. There's something so anally retentive about it, I have to just switch off, or I'll nut off.
Is this symptomatic of depression? Am I finding the shit side of things because I'm depressed? I don't know. It seems quite possible to me that things really are just dull, and that's depressed me. Chicken/egg thing. I don't even know if it's a useful question. I know I'm a bit bummed, so what use is a formal diagnosis? Indeed, my brief time spent with a counselor made me lose a lot of respect for psychiatry generally. It seems to very much be a matter of them listening to you working it out for yourself. Expensively.
How do you make yourself interested in things? I know the answer to some extent - you just immerse and forget your other concerns, and there you go. I can easily do that with practically anything, indeed, I can do it far too easily, and lose days, weeks, years. That's part of why I won't do it any more, without being sure that a) I'm genuinely interested in it and b) It's in some way practical for me, in proportion to the time spent on it.
So I return to the problem - what should I get interested in? What direction should I take?
At the moment, my only real insight is that things that are factual are more likely to be useful. Preferably the more general skills. I'm hoping that in immersing myself into such study, an interesting field might open up before me. Or perhaps I'll discover a new talent.
A thought experiment I've conducted a few times has been "what would I do if money was no object?". The answer has ironically been "immerse myself in study". Which makes me think I'm interested in it, at least at some level. But what to study? This question is a work in progress.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Orcon, get your act together
Wow, Orcon just charged me $154.90 after I connected with them on a plan I thought was free until January, since that's what the salesman at the door told me. Suddenly I'm wondering if I got conned, or if I dreamed the whole thing up, until I found this still sitting on my desk:
Having just sat through 40 mins of waiting for customer service on hold, and hearing the message that I can use their website for all of this over 100 times, and then being simply disconnected mid-call after getting someone who could not even comprehend my query, I'm loathe to pick up the phone again.
I never actually received any kind of confirmation message from them after connection, telling me about my website login (which is why I had to endure the phone call). Indeed my first contact from them, post install, was a strange automated message telling me I had zero usage, which had been escalated into a technical problem. This happened because I had not connected to their router yet, still using my Telecom connection until I was certain the whole connection through to Orcon had been successful, and my phone number had been put through. I then got another one a bit later saying the problem was now resolved (presumably when I plugged in and started using the service).
So, nice offer, Orcon, and the broadband is nice and fast. But charging me for it now is a complete violation of our agreement, and your phone support leaves a lot to be desired. Hoping I don't end up regretting ever having had anything to do with you....
Having just sat through 40 mins of waiting for customer service on hold, and hearing the message that I can use their website for all of this over 100 times, and then being simply disconnected mid-call after getting someone who could not even comprehend my query, I'm loathe to pick up the phone again.
I never actually received any kind of confirmation message from them after connection, telling me about my website login (which is why I had to endure the phone call). Indeed my first contact from them, post install, was a strange automated message telling me I had zero usage, which had been escalated into a technical problem. This happened because I had not connected to their router yet, still using my Telecom connection until I was certain the whole connection through to Orcon had been successful, and my phone number had been put through. I then got another one a bit later saying the problem was now resolved (presumably when I plugged in and started using the service).
So, nice offer, Orcon, and the broadband is nice and fast. But charging me for it now is a complete violation of our agreement, and your phone support leaves a lot to be desired. Hoping I don't end up regretting ever having had anything to do with you....
End of Semester
Final lectures were Friday. I'm now on study break.
I'm taking a moment here to summarize the amazing discoveries of the semester. These observations are glib, of course. If anyone wants to query/dispute them, feel free.
I'm taking a moment here to summarize the amazing discoveries of the semester. These observations are glib, of course. If anyone wants to query/dispute them, feel free.
- Students have become swots, but they're not brighter for it
- A number of subjects have emerged between the old subjects, and struggle for recognition
- Mathematics seems to have got easier since the early 90s, but it is also taught better
- Large scale student political engagement seems to be finished
- The practicality of subjects studied is unknown to both students and staff
- Mature students are assumed to not exist at undergraduate level
- The facilities have improved dramatically
- Costs have increased for everything from courses to books to food
- The Internet and mobile phones have changed the face of interaction as much for students as everyone else
- It's hard to find people who can make decisions
- It's hard to find people who have plans for the future beyond a few years ahead
- Staff appear to treat students more like children than I recall in the past
- There seems to be no central congregation point for the student body
- Students as a group seem to be disjointed, fragmented, compartmentalized
- There's a higher level of respect for authority than I remember
Sunday, September 30, 2012
The value of education
I can't decide which article in the Herald today shat me off more. Was it Our degrees don't repay their cost or Wanted: inquiring minds or Our degrees are not paying? My mental jury is out, but I think cranking Bob Jones' blathering opinion as if it's a story does take the cake.
The annoying part is that I generally agree with all three stories, in technical detail. It's pretty clear that tertiary education has a long term financial payoff that has devalued as tertiary education has become so pervasive. Coupled with the high cost of actually putting oneself through it, of course the pay-off is not as huge as it once was. What is annoying is that the articles have so little contextualization. It's not noted, for instance, that the problem with NZ degrees might not be the degrees, but the weak NZ economy. No other value of the tertiary training is considered than the purely financial aspects.
Even then, the conclusion is that actually the degrees do pay off, that they do, across the average lifetime, make more money than the degrees cost. "Little net effect" might be insignificant to a statistician, but an extra $30,000 across one's life, coupled with the opportunity to participate in higher education, is still a highly rational choice. Certainly no mention is made of that idea that people might have actually enjoyed getting their qualifications as goods in themselves, or that having a very large number of people with extensive training might have been good for the nation in non-economic ways.
Bob Jones is annoying mostly because he just has no skin in the game. It's easy to tell people not to get a technical degree, but to go study history instead, when you're worth hundreds of millions of dollars, rather than facing the dole queue with a big student loan, during the longest recession in 80 years. Just because he personally might hire one out of every ten thousand history graduates (to do what? He never says) doesn't really make a compelling case. He really doesn't have any useful ideas. I remember him trotting that shit out in the mid 90s, about how he'd rather hire a philosophy graduate, right at the time I couldn't find any work whatsoever with that exact qualification. Computer science, on the other hand, has kept me in decent money for 20 years. So much for the anecdata.
The level of sophistication in Herald columns on education is appalling. They get better writing in their outraged commentary. There's something I can't put my finger on - a smugness perhaps? It seems to be a rag catering to insecure middle-aged-to-old people, stroking their anxieties to sell fat copy.
The annoying part is that I generally agree with all three stories, in technical detail. It's pretty clear that tertiary education has a long term financial payoff that has devalued as tertiary education has become so pervasive. Coupled with the high cost of actually putting oneself through it, of course the pay-off is not as huge as it once was. What is annoying is that the articles have so little contextualization. It's not noted, for instance, that the problem with NZ degrees might not be the degrees, but the weak NZ economy. No other value of the tertiary training is considered than the purely financial aspects.
Even then, the conclusion is that actually the degrees do pay off, that they do, across the average lifetime, make more money than the degrees cost. "Little net effect" might be insignificant to a statistician, but an extra $30,000 across one's life, coupled with the opportunity to participate in higher education, is still a highly rational choice. Certainly no mention is made of that idea that people might have actually enjoyed getting their qualifications as goods in themselves, or that having a very large number of people with extensive training might have been good for the nation in non-economic ways.
Bob Jones is annoying mostly because he just has no skin in the game. It's easy to tell people not to get a technical degree, but to go study history instead, when you're worth hundreds of millions of dollars, rather than facing the dole queue with a big student loan, during the longest recession in 80 years. Just because he personally might hire one out of every ten thousand history graduates (to do what? He never says) doesn't really make a compelling case. He really doesn't have any useful ideas. I remember him trotting that shit out in the mid 90s, about how he'd rather hire a philosophy graduate, right at the time I couldn't find any work whatsoever with that exact qualification. Computer science, on the other hand, has kept me in decent money for 20 years. So much for the anecdata.
The level of sophistication in Herald columns on education is appalling. They get better writing in their outraged commentary. There's something I can't put my finger on - a smugness perhaps? It seems to be a rag catering to insecure middle-aged-to-old people, stroking their anxieties to sell fat copy.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Tutorials are officially shitting me off now
I'm going to downgrade my evaluation of maths tutorials so far from educationally useless to having negative educational utility (for me, in both cases). I had to go in just for a tutorial, both yesterday and today. In an hour, I got through about as much as I would in 20 minutes if I were studying on my own. Yesterday, I drove in and parked there, so the travel time was 30 minutes and the cost was $4 for the parking and about $5 for the petrol. So I got 20 minutes worth of study done in 90 minutes and it cost me $9. Today, I parked and bussed, so the petrol cost is a little less, covered by the extra bus cost, but there was no parking cost. However, the travel time was doubled. So I got 20 minutes of study done in 120 minutes, and it cost me around $5. I justified the extra 30 minutes by thinking I'd work on an assignment in the labs after the tutorial. But unfortunately MatLab would not work in the labs, so I had to come home to use it.
If these were outlying data points I'd ignore them, but unfortunately, I have not yet had one single tutorial out of the 20-odd I've now attended, that were worth the opportunity (and real) cost. So far as I can tell, they exist to extract free tutoring out of the motivated students, to give it to the other ones.
If these were outlying data points I'd ignore them, but unfortunately, I have not yet had one single tutorial out of the 20-odd I've now attended, that were worth the opportunity (and real) cost. So far as I can tell, they exist to extract free tutoring out of the motivated students, to give it to the other ones.
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