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.
When I was young, Sweet Briar had already evolved from an elite finishing school to a serious college for female children of the gentry, and especially those with horses. Skidmore used to do the same. Their goal had been to produce excellent young wives for gentry men; literate, infused with a dose of southern charm, graciousness and manners (even though at least half were from the north), prepared to help any kids with homework, to pour tea, to read a book each week, to go on fox hunts, to shoot shotguns and rifles, to throw a dinner party, to be equipped to run family affairs and to handle social relations delicately, to run Junior Leagues, church organizations, and garden clubs - and to discuss any topic intelligently with a hubby, from the sciences to art history to international issues.
Women well-equipped to create beautiful family lives for the gentry class and to raise lots of fine kids and future good citizens and future good parents.
The lovely college mostly kept to that mission until they responsibly recognized that the market was running against them. Sad. Many families over the past 100 years are grateful for their mission. Charming campus, with sweet, genteel and refined young women. It all fades into history and fond memory.
I admit I am old-fashioned. I married an extremely-bright Randolph-Macon girl. Lucky me to catch a southern gal from the horsey set. She is still ticked off about the War Between the States, but, thank God, she likes me and my friends up here in Yankeeland. Hostess of the Century, I think. I just show up, and there's a fun party with interesting folks. I pour, and enjoy the bright, interesting people she collects and who are drawn to her sparkling self.
The first problem is that Obama & Co. have ghettoized the country and destroyed the productive gentry class. They now can't afford to send their kids to college in the first place, and in any event there is not a whole lot of practical or societal value in those things that are valued and taught in present-day leftist academia, such as gender studies and feminist empowerment.
The second problem is that feminism has destroyed the value of the gentry wife as being a worthwhile commodity. In fact, the whole concept of marriage has been devalued and right now economically is too difficult to sustain.
So, at the same time you have gays clamoring for the tax supposed tax and social welfare benefits of "marriage" (right to spouse's pension, medical benefits, etc.) you have a rapidly increasing group (especially men) opting out of heterosexual marriage because the sacrifices outweigh the benefits. And, for men, the risk of being impoverished by frivorce vastly outweighs the benefits.
It's not looking good in America, especially for dinosaurs who still believed in "traditional family values."
Sweet Briar was every mid-Atlantic boarding school girl's safety school. It was pretty, and the girls still had bouffant hairdos in 1967. Yes, you could go there with your horse. I had a horse. I did not want to take my horse to college. My late mother's comment after the SB visit, (while expressively exhaling an omnipresent Kent cigarette), was, "Sweetie, it is too damned far from UVA." She knew a thing or two.
A woman's college, far from everything, i.e., rural? I wonder why they might have trouble keeping enrollment up. Unless they went full Woman's studies.
But in reality, rural is a terrible trait for a college today because none of them can be rural enough. My niece mistakenly went to a rural school, the campus evacuated every weekend making the experience for those stuck there miserable. A few students from distant locations and a handicap girl who was essentially not welcome at home. Everyone else took off 100 miles or so to the nearest city, which had a major university, plus was the mecca for other rural schools in the area.
It is a critical change in colleges. Thirty years ago, students were essentially on campus except at long breaks. No online, etc. Rural was an advantage as a group isolated studying the same topics had little to do than to talk about their studies. Now with transportation everyone leaves campus. When there, they have diversions from studying. Spending 4 years focused on study just isn't what it used to be.