How Harvard helps its richest and most arrogant students get ahead
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It makes me especially happy because practically speaking, day to day, I really don't care. At all. And I'm not being sarcastic or cynical, it's just an approach to daily life.
Stress about the stuff you can control. Luck, privilege, timing; some people have them some people don't. All you can do is work hard. Keep taking shots and hope for the best.
In some sense, you can't really blame the students for asking. The system allows for it (may even encourage it), so from a game-theory perspective, the better strategy is to exploit all the advantages you can.
The unfairness comes from the way such things are handled unevenly. Student A who's richer/better connected/more famous/etc. will get better outcomes from asking, compared to student B who's maybe just a regular smart person who went to public school and managed to squeeze past admissions but isn't connected to anybody important. Just regular old privilege, pure and simple.
For the record, I graduated with a 3.2 GPA that probably would've been lower at somewhere that somehow magically didn't have "grade inflation" problems... and that was after my school went through implementing a controversial "grade deflation" policy. I feel like I benefitted from being part of a system that was afraid to harshly grade its students, but I also never asked any professors directly to revise my grade higher.
I did receive indirect/unsolicited help, such as a dean who showed concern after I failed some midterms the semester I broke my ankle and missed weeks of class and became depressed and unable to socialize, or a professor who graded a senior project much more generously than I felt the work deserved (a B+ for something I crammed together in the last 4 weeks, when my roommate who did something much more involved and much better researched, also got the same B+).
They wouldn't have had to write the line, if it was self-evident. Or true.
That said, schools like that probably have other informal systems in place that ensure the powerful have their kids stay ahead.
The trouble seems to be that not everyone at the institution has bought into the policy - or perhaps that some hidden perverse incentives remain at multiple levels.
But the unwritten agreement was that if you probe yourself useful enough, you would be accepted as a kind of junior member of the club. Then your children would be Ok to marry their children, and your grandchildren would be undistinguishible from the rest of the elite's offspring.