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The Fallacy of the Mean
Peter Jukes
It used to drive me mad. It could have been my Christmas post office job, or summer shifts at a record warehouse or an electronics firm, but I remember on more than one occasion a manager complaining about the quality of job applicants.
What’s wrong with students these days? he’d say, showing me a letter. Look at the handwriting. Standards have slipped! What happened to applications written in beautiful copperplate?
Leaving aside that orthographic flair was the last thing you needed in those poorly paid paper-pushing jobs, this kind of complaint was common in the post-war boom.
As the masses never had it so good, everything was dumbing down. Nostalgia was everywhere, like coal soot.
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