How I Got Here
State-sponsored education is who I am, and how I got here. Admittance to UCLA is singular. No other event or action has had a more positive impact on my life and the lives of people around me. Although, in light of this week’s news, it appears I did it all wrong. I tried out for the crew team after I was admitted, and actually got my ass up at 5am 6 days a week so I could go move 1/8 of a shell through the water at speeds supercomputers can’t process, to nearly pass out, throw up from exhaustion, and (wait for it) keep rowing.
It’s easy to credit your character and hard work for your success, and the market for your failures. I have no such delusions. And, to be clear, I’m not modest … I believe I’m talented, maybe even in the top 1%. Yeah, BFD … that gets you entry into a room with 75 million other people (nearly the population of Germany). There are two reasons for my success: my mom’s irrational passion for my well-being, and being born in California.
The college admissions scandal is a small part of a revolution, in its early stages, as income inequality reaches a tipping point. Historically, when we see this type of wealth concentration, one of three correcting mechanisms takes place: war, famine, or revolution.
Parents paying ringers to take their kids’ SATs for them and coaches being bribed to claim an applicant is an athletic recruit isn’t just wrong, it’s criminal. Parents paying consultants to get their kids into college feels less bad, but it’s a reflection on one of the greatest threats to our country. The middle class and capitalism are the gears that turned back Hitler and AIDS, and the lubricant for the middle class is education. We are now throwing sand in the gears of upward mobility for the middle class.
For the first time, 30-year-olds are worse off than their parents were at 30. Kids aren’t getting into schools as prestigious as their parents’. For many families this is the first encounter with technicolor inequality, where being in any cohort other than the top 1% means the leaves of opportunity are shedding prematurely from your family tree.
How many in our generation say, about the college we attended, “I couldn’t get in today”? From 2006 to 2018, the acceptance rate among the top 50 US universities fell 36% and declined even more among the top 10 universities (60%). Stanford has an admissions rate of 4%; Harvard — 5%.
The fact that your gene pool is no longer bound for UCLA but Pepperdine feels like you’ve failed as a parent. The thrust on the fuselage for the first 10 years of a kid’s adult life is the school you did or didn’t get them into. And let’s be honest, any appraisal of a 17-year-old is an appraisal of their parents. Your son wearing your old Stanford shirt until he gets rejected and ends up at UNLV is the grist for our budding revolution where people give up on capitalism and turn to populism or PG-13 socialism.
Some numbers on admittance, cost, and the importance of college:
— 61% of kids from families earning more than $100,000 a year attend a four-year university, compared to only 39% of students from families earning less than $30,000.
— 38 colleges, including five Ivies, have more students from the top 1% of the US income scale than the bottom 60%.
— The cost to attend a four-year university has increased 8 times faster than wages in the US.
— A master’s degree is worth an average of $1.3 million more in lifetime earnings than a high school diploma.
— Almost a third of married college grads from top schools met in college. This creates a multiplier effect for income and opportunity in that household.
What happened, how did the lubricant of our prosperity become the caste(ing) of our country? There are several macro factors as pedestrian as population growth and the increase in the number of girls attending (70% of high school valedictorians are girls), thus raising demand. But the hard truth is that much of the sand in the gears comes from a seemingly more benign source.
I’m the Problem
Just as a frog can’t detect water getting incrementally warmer, have academics and school administrators missed just how far we’ve turned up the heat on our youth? There is now more student debt than credit card debt. Young people are buying houses, getting married, and starting business later or never, because we’ve raised the price of our goods faster than any sector except healthcare.
On Monday nights last spring, I taught 160 kids who range from Marines from Athens to IT consultants from Delhi. They are impressive, good kids … looking to better themselves and, increasingly, the world. We (NYU) charge each of them more than $7,000 to take Brand Strategy, where for 12 nights, for 2 hours and 40 minutes, they get me barking at slides, and at them, about differentiation, brand identity, and big tech platforms. In an effort to balance the scales, I give 100% of my comp back to NYU. But for students, that’s still over $100,000 a night in tuition, most of it financed in debt that will be on young shoulders for a decade or more.
Seriously, what is wrong with us? We’ve lost the script and began believing we are luxury goods, not public servants. Faculties have become drunk with the notion of exclusivity. Leaders share their pride about how impossible it is to get into our institution. We beam describing the superhuman, if not just strange, attributes of the 18-year-olds blessed with entrance this year.
Guild, in a Bad Way
Tenure is a guild, only more inefficient and costly. However, the workmanship is worse. It’s meant to protect academics from the dangers of provocative, original thinking (e.g. Galileo). But in my field, marketing, it’s hard to imagine anybody needs protection, as nobody is really saying anything.
Tenure, in this age, is protecting the people who need it the least. And the cost is staggering. Many universities set aside several million dollars, a reserve against any future, and expected, unproductive years for any individual they grant tenure to. Meeting someone who was recently awarded tenure is to meet them at the top of a mountain, having achieved great things to get there, and about to begin their descent.
What needs to happen:
— The US needs a Marshall Plan to partner with states to dramatically increase the number of seats at state schools while decreasing cost (four-year universities and junior colleges).
— Endowments over $1 billion should be taxed if the university doesn’t grow freshman seats at 1.5x the rate of population growth. Harvard, MIT, and Yale have combined endowments (approximately $85 billion) greater than the GDP of many Latin American nations. If an organization is growing cash at a faster rate than the value they are providing, they aren’t a nonprofit, but a private enterprise.
— A dean of a top-10 school needs to be a class traitor and cease new tenure grants. This would require greater comp in the short run to attract world-class academics, but productivity would skyrocket, as academics would find that the market, while a harsh arbiter, often brings out great things in people, such as competition.
— We need firms (e.g. Apple) to seize the greatest business opportunity in decades and open tuition-free universities that leverage their brand and their tech expertise to create certification programs (Apple — arts; Google — programming, and Facebook — crisis management). The business model is to flip the model and charge firms to recruit (shifting costs from students to firms), bypassing the cartel that is university accreditation. Apple training, certification, testing, and reporting would lead to bidding wars among their graduates — the secret sauce for any university. Higher education is a $2 trillion industry sticking its chin out to be disrupted.
I’m home after travelling, and I’ve put my sons to bed. My oldest puts in his Invisalign, lies down next to me, and drifts off in my arms. I can’t help but stare at this thing that sort of looks, smells, and feels like me, but so much newer and better. Suddenly he stirs and begins to smile. He opens his eyes and tells me he and his buddies did an improv play at school and it was “hilarious.” He drifts back to sleep. He is warm, safe, loved, and next to a dad who wonders if he (like his dad) is unremarkable, but might still (like his dad) have remarkable opportunities.
In August 1982, I took a job installing shelving for $18/hour, as I had been rejected by UCLA and had no other options for college. UCLA admission would have meant I could live at home. On September 19, 1982, I got a call from an empathetic admissions director at UCLA, 9 days before classes started. She said they had reviewed my appeal, and despite mediocre grades and SAT scores, they were letting me in, as I was “a son of a single mother and the great state of California” (no joke, her exact words).
My mom told me that as the first person from either side of the family to be admitted to college, I could now “do anything.” The upward mobility and economic security afforded me by education has resulted in a meaningful return for the state and the union (jobs created, tens of millions in taxes paid, etc.). It has also resulted in the profound: the resources to help my mom die at home (her wish) and to create a loving and secure environment for my kids.
Seats at world-class universities are a zero sum game, full stop. When rich, uber-UN-impressive kids are admitted via fraud and bribery, a middle-class kid ends up at a lesser (or no) university, and the American Dream becomes just that, a dream. Bob Dylan said, “Money doesn’t talk, it swears.” When millionaire actors and partners in private equity firms commit fraud to take a seat from someone more deserving, it’s the rich showing the middle class their middle finger.
State-sponsored education is who I am, and how I got here.
Life is so rich,
P.S. Pivot this week is our live at SXSW — 50 min on 70% tax, socialism (handing the election to Trump), and how we’ve decided that the money sweat makes is less valuable than the money money makes.