Shanghai Diary, Part 2

More thoughts from last week's trip to Shanghai for the 3rd Meeting of the International [College] Rankings Expert Group (IREG-3):

* You know how every time you go to some conference, they give you a little canvass tote bag filled with papers, folders, ID badges, and other sundry meeting materials, and you throw the bag away because (A) you'd look pretty silly walking down the street with an "American Education Research Association 2002" tote bag, and (B) if you didn't you'd have a closet full of them at home? Well, here's the tote bag you get in Shanghai:

China 1, USA 0.

* It's not until you attend a conference conducted in English, attended primarily by people who don't speak English as their first language, held in a city halfway around the world where all the signs are printed in both the native language and English, that you realize what an absurd luxury it is to be English-speaking in this day and age.

* On a related noted, one of the interesting ways people are using to compare colleges these days is through "bibliometrics," which involves using huge commercial databases of scholarly journal articles to count up the number of times articles published by scholars from different universities are cited, giving more weight to more prestigous journals, etc. It's interesting and one of the many things that have been theoretically possible for some time, but practically far too expensive and time-consuming to implement, until cheap fast computing and the Internet made it otherwise. Like most measures, however, bibliometrics have bias--in this case toward the sciences over the humanities, since the scholars in the former publish more cited journal articles than the latter, and toward English language journals, which are much more widely read than journals in other languages. One conference attendee was a humanities professor from Sweden (and who thus wrote in Swedish) who basically said, re: bibliometrics, in a very down-to-earth Swedish way, "So I guess we're out of luck, then."

* Something I saw walking down an alley full of random street vendors in the older, soon-to-be-demolished-to-make-room-for-another-exotic-glass-skycraper section of Shanghai:

I'm not quite sure what this means, but I don't think it's good.