The Class of 2020 graduates are missing their graduation ceremonies or are having to suffer the ginormous indignities of delayed ceremonies. The Wall Street Journal subheadline shows the pettiness of the plaint:
…some members of the class of 2020—and their parents—still long for their own missed ceremonies; “Do you guys still care about us?”
Huh. In a nation with 573,000 deaths from the Wuhan Virus, severe family and economic destruction from the fallout from the several governments’ reaction to the virus, a year of nonstop rioting, looting, and destruction of mom-and-pop businesses, the joblessness and associated stresses associated with the economic disruptions, it’s so sad that so many of us have not had time or resources for putting on the all important rite of a graduation ceremony.
One graduate, of Barnard College, yet, put it this way—with no idea of how self-absorbed she is:
She worries her class “will never receive the ceremony we deserve.”
That we deserve.
Wow. How entitled.
What, in the end, is truly important—the knowledge gained and the credential that certifies that achievement, or the ceremony? That the question even comes up is an indication of the quality of education these 21-year-old children have received.
This sounds to me like a Precious One’s First World problem and not anything to take seriously.
I can take seriously only the impact such spoiled, self-important, obliviousness is going to have on our nation’s culture and on our nation’s viability.