Get Rid of Graduates

“I was on campus at the end of the Summer, having a coffee with the twins, then 17 months. It was autumn graduation season, and everybody’s big day out. With bad haircuts and short skirts, respectively, the sons and daughters of the land were lining up in pride, and rather old and tired looking parents looked on. In 2031, I said to the twins, that will be you. They declined to comment …” (more)

[Robert Cosgrave, Tertiary21, 21 October]