Funny, my alma mater, U of MI, I found to be a huge buracratic place, where you could hear the sound of the money changing hands. (1983-1990). I guess there are a few actual academics left there who can still think, though they keep it on the down low. I miss the trees more than the people.
Funny, my alma mater, U of MI, I found to be a huge buracratic place, where you could hear the sound of the money changing hands. (1983-1990). I guess there are a few actual academics left there who can still think, though they keep it on the down low. I miss the trees more than the people.
Long long ago, mid 80’s, I thought about college in Ann Arbor. Thought better and moved to SF. Like SF weather more.😂