have it too easy, as every generation has realized as it gets near senior status. I, for example, commuted fourteen miles to high school each way. Carrying all my content in heavy physical books! And a slide rule with an unlighted display and no keyboard; I had to personally keep track of the decimal point myself! OK, not in the snow uphill both ways in flipflops, actually on the Woodlawn IRT train, against rush hour, doing my homework. But still…
Well, that whole routine is now retired forever.
Author: Michael O'Hare
Professor of Public Policy at the Goldman School of Public Policy, University of California, Berkeley, Michael O'Hare was raised in New York City and trained at Harvard as an architect and structural engineer. Diverted from an honest career designing buildings by the offer of a job in which he could think about anything he wanted to and spend his time with very smart and curious young people, he fell among economists and such like, and continues to benefit from their generosity with on-the-job social science training.
He has followed the process and principles of design into "nonphysical environments" such as production processes in organizations, regulation, and information management and published a variety of research in environmental policy, government policy towards the arts, and management, with special interests in energy, facility siting, information and perceptions in public choice and work environments, and policy design. His current research is focused on transportation biofuels and their effects on global land use, food security, and international trade; regulatory policy in the face of scientific uncertainty; and, after a three-decade hiatus, on NIMBY conflicts afflicting high speed rail right-of-way and nuclear waste disposal sites. He is also a regular writer on pedagogy, especially teaching in professional education, and co-edited the "Curriculum and Case Notes" section of the Journal of Policy Analysis and Management.
Between faculty appointments at the MIT Department of Urban Studies and Planning and the John F. Kennedy School of Government at Harvard, he was director of policy analysis at the Massachusetts Executive Office of Environmental Affairs. He has had visiting appointments at Università Bocconi in Milan and the National University of Singapore and teaches regularly in the Goldman School's executive (mid-career) programs.
At GSPP, O'Hare has taught a studio course in Program and Policy Design, Arts and Cultural Policy, Public Management, the pedagogy course for graduate student instructors, Quantitative Methods, Environmental Policy, and the introduction to public policy for its undergraduate minor, which he supervises. Generally, he considers himself the school's resident expert in any subject in which there is no such thing as real expertise (a recent project concerned the governance and design of California county fairs), but is secure in the distinction of being the only faculty member with a metal lathe in his basement and a 4×5 Ebony view camera. At the moment, he would rather be making something with his hands than writing this blurb.
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. . . and not only that, but my parents had NO IDEA what my grade point average or attendance was, until the end of semester report card!!!!! in fact, due to opaque grading protocols that differed from teacher to teacher, EVEN I had no idea what my GPA was . . .
Ladders? Kids today have ladders? When I was a boy we only had pitons that we had to drive into the cliff face with our bare fists. Most of us fell to our deaths and we liked it because it prepared us for the real world.
Bah, pitons? It was nothing but bare hands for us. Or should I say bare hand, since we had to carry a bag weighing 50 pounds in the other hand.
I hope the kids know to keep their hair away from the pulleys on the zip line.
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Sounds like my wife's stories about going to school in the mountains in the Philippines. Seems the school was on the other side of a river, and there wasn't a bridge…
I'm still good, with my daily hike to college, though. Several miles each way through Lake Superior blizzards. (The apartments further from campus were cheaper.)