Respect for higher education has fostered a long-time tradition of reverence for college professors. They’re honored and pampered. They get tenure and sabbaticals to study and think.
Then the other day, out of a clear blue sky, the professors’ placid world rocked – when Governor Pat McCrory announced the way he sees it state universities’ funding (which includes the professors’ salaries) ought to be based on how many students get jobs when they graduate.
McCrory’s suggestion sent the professors into such a state of frenzy that UNC President Tom Ross had to sally forth out of his ivory tower and fire a broadside at the Governor to calm them down.
I happen to have a lot of faith in a good old-fashioned Liberal Arts education. It’s a fine thing I wouldn’t want relegated to the dust bin of history along with good manners and the Book of Common Prayer. But, that said, I must confess that watching the usually staid professors in a tizzy was a bit of a wayward pleasure.