Essay of sincerity

As a college counselor at an independent school, I am concerned that adoration and devotion are becoming admissions criteria for highly selective universities. This essay and its elevation at a tense moment for high school students emphasize that it’s not enough to meet the stated admissions criteria and be a scholarly person. At a time when admissions rates at highly selective universities are falling to 7% and below, and admissions offices are being asked by their institutions to enlarge the applicant pools, why wouldn’t colleges skew their attention toward qualified applicants who “love” them? Unfortunately for students, they must now convince six, eight, or ten other colleges that they “love” them, too. My suggestion for highly selective college admissions offices is to learn their institutions well, present their offering thoroughly and accurately, and allow the applicant pool come to them freely. The “love” will be implied.

About that misogyny: Jaye never interrogates her subjects about the bile-filled language that so disturbs her in the doc's opening minutes. At the outset, she recalls reading online essays but "stopping around the halfway mark in every article, because I could only read so many 'bitch,' 'f—,' 'Feminazi' and 'rapetard' words per minute." When they're speaking to her, the men of this movement are calm and reasonable, rejecting outsiders' claims that they're hateful. Red Pill offers an explanation for a single outrageous essay (which is said to have been a satirical response to an allegedly anti-male article elsewhere), but ignores the rest. In doing so, the film all but guarantees that the movement's opponents will conclude Jaye isn't worth listening to.

Essay of sincerity

essay of sincerity


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