DISPATCHES FROM THE EDUCATION APOCALYPSE:

Thirty years ago, having tapped out of a Ph.D. program, I moved to Los Angeles (long story) and got hired at the top boys’ school in the city, which would soon become co-educational. For the first four years, I taught English. Best job I’ve ever had. For the next three, I was a college counselor. Worst job I’ve ever had.

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I just about got an ulcer sitting in that office listening to rich people complaining bitterly about an “unfair” or a “rigged” system. Sometimes they would say things so outlandish that I would just stare at them, trying to beam into their mind the question, Can you hear yourself? That so many of them were (literal) limousine liberals lent the meetings an element of radical chic. They were down for the revolution, but there was no way their kid was going to settle for Lehigh.

—“They Had It Coming: The parents indicted in the college-admissions scandal were responding to a changing America, with rage at being robbed of what they believed was rightfully theirs,” Caitlin Flanagan in the Atlantic.

Found via Rod Dreher, who headlines his post linking to Flanagan’s article, “The Joy Of Schadenfreude.”

As Ed Morrissey discovered when he guested for Hugh Hewitt a few weeks ago when the college admissions scandal first broke, “and for three hours, this was the story listeners wanted to discuss,” and now with the Atlantic actually attacking wealthy Democrats, it’s bipartisan schadenfreude.