Against Grading

“You talk to me about grades. Grades are bullshit, son. What the fuck does an A mean? A B-plus? BS, SOL, NFL, WD40, who cares. Show me an A human, a B human, whatever. I never read a book in my life and I’m still sucking wind.” –my father, 2013

When I’m around friends and colleagues, the talk inevitably turns to matters of merit: high-powered new jobs, prestigious fellowships, and publications in elite journals and university presses. Even among those pursuing the disinterested “life of the mind,” everything and everyone is ranked and sorted, with the cream rising to the top.

As someone who has spent many years studying education reform measures, I find such talk unsettling. The point, it always seemed to me, was to change the world, not to weigh and measure it via reified standards that otherwise bear no relation to objective reality. But my friends can’t help themselves, and sometimes neither can I: we’ve risen in this pretend meritocracy thanks to our good grades and test scores, and we perpetuate its existence through our praise and criticism.1

It’s a truism among libertarians and conservatives that increased public education spending will not yield improved student outcomes. The principal metric for judging “success” in this regard is a school’s aggregate performance on various end-of-grade examinations. Criteria that are not as amenable to measurement, such as student comfort in better-furnished schools, are less worthy of consideration.

However, even those on the left and center-left advocate at least some testing. Barack Obama, for example, recently supported a pledge from a group of school administrators to reduce “unnecessary testing and test preparation". So then: how much testing is necessary?

My answer, informed by a decade of teaching and research, is that none of it is. Testing–end-of grade exams, intelligence tests, college boards, graduate school entrance examinations, professional certifications–is one of the mechanisms by which an inegalitarian status quo is maintained. “Inegalitarian society,” observed Jacques Rancière in Hatred of Democracy, “can only function thanks to a multitude of egalitarian relations.”

And so all of these indicators of quality assume career-defining significance. End-of-grade tests tell education experts whether the poor are competent to enter polite society. Scores on college admissions examinations determine the fate of middle-class students who cannot depend on “legacy” privileges at elite universities. Scholarships and fellowships serve as badges of distinction for graduate students seeking elusive tenure-track appointments. At each stage along life’s way, grades and scores separate wheat from chaff, worthy from unworthy, us from them. Most importantly, such honors are assumed to be equally open to all, and obtainable through a combination of innate potential fused with assiduous labor: “If you’ve got what it takes, we’ll take what you got.”

I have always loathed this process, but I followed it through to its logical conclusion. I sought the highest marks on all of my exams, and took some measure of pride in achieving them. When I worked for Kaplan, I taught test-taking strategies to the affluent and semi-affluent in order to improve their scores. I earned extra money by tutoring law students preparing to take the Multistate Bar Examination. However, and much to my surprise, my dissertation advisor disdained the idea of punishing the students with oppressive grading standards and let me do as I pleased during my time as his teaching assistant. His attitude was refreshing: our roles as educators were compromised if we allowed ourselves to be dragged into lengthy debates about whether some student’s half-assed in-class essay deserved a C+ instead of a C-.

After I became a professor, I began to distance myself even further from this performance-driven model. I wrote and spoke openly about my willingness to give high grades to students already disadvantaged by the high costs and impersonal character of university education. My students would spend the rest of their lives being humiliated, scorned, and dehumanized by their superiors; why should I, tasked with developing their interest in a particular subject, contribute to this cycle of discouragement? Grades, it seemed to me, were less about saying “this student is prepared for the next step” and more about telling employers and graduate programs that “this student can be used with certain assurances that due diligence has been done in hiring or accepting him, as evidenced by his grades”–and I wanted no parts of that.

Soon after my article about grade inflation appeared in The Atlantic, I realized that the entire notion of academic and professional merit had to be jettisoned: simply giving As to students wouldn’t do. The response to my essay was swift and furious, as a multitude of well-meaning educators wrote to tell me that I was lowering standards, coarsening discourse, and otherwise contributing to the breakdown of western civilization as we knew it.2 These commenters, many of whom rose to whatever positions they occupied by stockpiling merit, remained curiously unaware of their own personal stakes in this drama.

Arguing against well-established conventions such as tipping and charity is akin to tilting at windmills; critics will quickly adjudge you to be cruel or deluded for asking them to take a second look at mechanisms that undergird capitalist society.3 But the existence of academic merit, which perpetuates an inegalitarian hierarchy in the midst of the “level playing field” to which so many express fealty, is pernicious–particularly since it is defended by almost everyone who has experienced some measure of success through acceptance of the status quo. In other words, merit may be among the most difficult privileges to check: If Distinguished Professor Ruggleteapot earned his bones by writing award-winning books and securing thousands in grant money, surely anyone can; you’re just not trying hard enough, young fellow!4

Students entering public school find themselves at the beginning of a long process during which their value will remain forever in question. At each stage, bad marks or an insufficient list of honors could lead to them being discarded, capitalist debris left behind as the storm we call progress blows their high-achieving peers into an ever more competitive future. The solution, as I see it, is not to transform everyone into a Rhodes Scholar or Phi Beta Kappa; rather, it is to abandon the fixed idea of a meritocracy to which these eager beaver high achievers have devoted their lives. Instead of ranking one another by various orders of accomplishment, we must stop testing and grading so that we can advance together as learners invested in a common enterprise.5

–l. ron hubbard jr.

“He naturally despised the club that *did* take him,” wrote that stiff old fuddy-duddy John Galsworthy. Like srsly bro, if you earned good marks, you also know how they meaningless they are. If *we* could do it, then surely anyone with similar preparation and cultural capital could do likewise, so yay for our towering intellectual accomplishments. “You’re genius,” to quote the peg game played at Cracker Barrels all around the US of A.
I’d like to believe the Snuggie, the Ionic Breeze, and the menu at Burger King have done far more damage in this regard. Not to mention the rampant racism, sexism, and wealth inequality. Not to mention that at all.
Like, uh, dudebro, I mean…we live in the world, y'know. That’s just how it is. Accept it. Grow up. You’ll understand when you get older. For serious; you will. I’m not just whistling dixie. It’s a jungle out there and so forth. The best we can do is hunker down and try to bear up against the unbearable. Then we’re dead and it’s lights out, amiright? Eternal rest. Peace out yo.
Helpless grad students, stuck playing this not-so-great game, learn to internalize that bullshit. Many respond by lying about how hard they’re working and procrasturbating round the clock, slowly ticking away the lonely hours–this as each lost year causes one to recede further into the void. Ah, academia: where the egos are huge and the stakes are minuscule.
Well, that or we can scrap the lecture, shitcan most of the faculty, and just force all non-genius students into wretched online classes where, once the FAFSA money clears, the “educators” can pretend they’re educating and the “students” can pretend they’re learning. At the end of the day, some people will get meaningless pieces of paper that entitle them to nothing in particular. What a future, huh? I can’t wait, true believers!