We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
New forms of learning, or should I say "credentialing", are proliferating. It's quite wonderful to see. A friend's son, who works in New York, is finishing his Executive MBA at Cornell, online. As a young married fellow with a baby, he could not afford to skip work for two years.
His boss told him he promised to make the effort worth his while, and the company paid for it.
I've commented to many people that the value of my Master's degree came not from the credential, not from the research project, not from the teaching of the professors, but from the evenings with the other students on my course at the Thomson-House bar of the Post-Graduate Students’ Society. We were all there because we were passionate about our field, and we argued. A lot.
I'm an introvert by nature, and if there had been a means of gaining such a credential without ever leaving the security of my basement, that would have seemed ideal to me.