Tag Archives: Higher Education

heaven knows

Posted on September 11, 2015 by

The day starts with Sex Machine. James Brown shouting his chorus to my sleeping children (Get up! get on up/Get up! get on up) and I feel Bootsy’s deep bass begin the snaking energy transfer from the cold airs to … Continue reading →

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the curiosity and the joy

Posted on September 9, 2015 by

Higher education is usually all about the piece of paper, a parchment with heraldry presented at the end. Institutions want their customers to think that without the parchment there is no education; no scholarship without the overarching curricula endorsed by … Continue reading →

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we don’t need no stinking badges

Posted on May 21, 2013 by

International education is big business, no, more than that it is an enormous business. For providers of higher education the international student market is a Golden Hind full of doubloons slowly making its way across the oceans to the (Vice) … Continue reading →

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fortune teller

Posted on April 28, 2013 by

I’ve been reading with interest the accounts of life with HECS debts on Music for Deckchairs post Own Goal, and I thought I’d add my thoughts to the mix. For me I think there are two considerations affecting how I … Continue reading →

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faith no more

Posted on November 14, 2012 by

Some years ago I was a casual academic. I taught classes and marked essays. It was great fun. For a fellow as quiet as me, the enforced opportunity to speak about the stuff that I knew was tremendously rewarding. I … Continue reading →

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