Turquoise Mosaic Mask, Aztec/Mixtec AD 1400-1521, Mexico. Copyright the Trustees of the British Museum.
Antigua postal de Celaya, Gto, 1910s
"I was an English teacher. The demands of the system required that I give out grades, but I never felt good about it. How do you grade someone’s writing? Writing is about revision. It’s about access to self. If a student writes a poem, and it’s the best they can do at the moment, how are you supposed to compare that to the student sitting next to them? How are you supposed to give one a 90, and one an 85?"
Yup. This is basically how I feel about grading. Indeed, I think it’s how almost all academics feel about grading. We all hate doing it, certainly – it’s universally considered the worst part of the job. Unfortunately, it’s the part of the job that gives our job a clear function within capitalism, to judge competence in a way that makes having a qualification mean something to employers. So, you know, fuck capitalism.