Like any ambitious college student with lofty visions of changing the world, I’ve been thinking about applying to prestigious national scholarships like the Rhodes, the Fulbright, the Truman, the Marshall, the Udall, insert-more-names-of-old-white-guys, et cetera. So I was stunned when I mentioned to a mentor that I had thought about applying for the Rhodes Scholarship, and he said, “Don’t waste your time. You won’t get it.”
In my head I could do anything, and it was something that had been echoed by friends, professors, and university administration. But friends and professors have nothing to lose in doling out encouragement, and university administration certainly doesn’t mind having more students attempt to win national scholarships. No one looks at the statistics of the percentage of failed applications, yet it makes headlines when a student wins a Fulbright and garners plenty of good press.
For an hour or so after my ego had been demolished, I scoured the internet for something to lift my spirits. I first looked for scholars that I thought I might resemble to a scholarship committee. When this was unsatisfying (I’ve won only 1 local award for community service and leadership, and have yet to start a foundation to save African orphans or do major scientific research with an internationally acclaimed institute), I turned my efforts to looking for blemishes in their academic records. Nothing of course. Only the occasional “black belt in judo” or the mention of someone being “an avid belly dancer,” and even these were tacked on to the ends of long lists of accomplishments to demonstrate the scholar’s well-roundedness.
And then I stumbled upon this gem:
“..Michael Kinsley has stated that the Rhodes Scholarship ‘is a credential in a credential-obsessed society.’ The result, he says, is that it has a self-fulfilling character, choosing those who are embarked for success and giving them an extra boost.”
This is a quote from Thomas and Kathleen Schaeper’s book Cowboys into Gentlemen: Rhodes Scholars, Oxford, and the Creation of an American Elite, first published in 1998. In it, they delineate the history of the Rhodes Scholarship and its namesake, its effect on other national scholarships like the Fulbright as well as on major academic institutions, and the lives Rhodes Scholars lead after completing their studies. You can imagine my delight — at last, a blemish!
This delight didn’t last, however, as I continued to read. In fact, it was replaced by a mild case of Now-I-Feel-Stupid. The excerpt I’d read was merely one of many views of the scholarship that the authors noted, and the conclusion is much less satisfying to the person who is looking to belittle the winners of these competitions in an attempt to regain a sense of worth.
“‘You share this dirty little secret with other Rhodes Scholars, which you know and they know but no one else knows: that it doesn’t really mean much at all.’
..What he was referring to is society’s exaggerated opinions of Rhodes Scholars. Isaacson [a Rhodes Scholar] said that Rhodes Scholars themselves know that winning the scholarship does not mean that they are smart or that they will revolutionize the world. ..Isaacson was too modest.. but he was right in indicating that most Rhodes Scholars are not some combination of Albert Einstein and Indiana Jones who will transform science, government, and education while also bringing permanent peace to the world. The great majority of Rhodes Scholars are well adjusted enough to know that they do not fit that mold.”
Luckily for me, whatever exaggerated opinions of Rhodes Scholars I may have had are less the product of Rhodes Scholars being superhuman beings than they are of my own attempt to fetishize a label that will neither prove that I am an exceptional human being nor make me one.
So much for the easy way out.
This isn’t to say, however, that society isn’t credential-based and highly judgmental. That universities announce scholarship winners like mothers announcing pregnancies (of the wanted kind) and that Rhodes Scholars are not imbued with divine capabilities is an opportunity for us to look at the ways in which we are characterized by a culture of judging, labeling, and ranking.
That would be interesting, but it still doesn’t solve my immediate problem of trying to figure out what the hell I should do with my life. Back to the drawing table.