As a professor, a published author, and a graduate advisor, I’m intimately familiar with the challenge (and occasional frustration) of learning how to write well and publish one’s way to academic glory. I’m also familiar with the challenge of teaching students how to express themselves in writing. I’m confident it’s one of the most significant takeaways from the graduate school experience.
So I’m intrigued at the rationale that would drive a student to purchase a graduate thesis or dissertation. I stumbled on a website recently, quite by accident, and was struck by the irony. Here’s a snip from the page. (No, I will not provide the URL.)
Here are my favorite tidbits from this literary masterpiece:
Already hundreds of students and business organizations have experienced excellent writing procedures, so you are not going to be a new one.
Whew. Thank goodness. Always makes me nervous to be a new one. Especially at my age.
We professional help you on Custom Thesis or Dissertation Writing or Rewriting.
And I grateful appreciate them for this.
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Huh? Wait… I get it. My turn… “All your base are belong to us. You have no chance to survive make your time.”
Finally to say, it is our quality that makes students returning back to us.
No doubt. And it is my blogging quality that makes readers returning back to me.
Wow. I stand in awe of ‘there’ literary prowess. 😛 I hope nobody would ask for the URL…
To channel the meme that James Stevenson introduced me to: “I accidentally your thesis.”
I would have expected to see “all your thesis are belong to us!”
Sounds a lot like those lottery emails I get every week. BTW, I’m pretty much a gagillionair. So if anyone would like some of it, just send me an email with your full name, telephone number, mailing address, street address, SSN, bank account and routing numbers, the keys to your car, the address of your childrens’ school, and your soul.
Dang! Forget about reading that draft of the paper I just sent you, I guess… Now what am I going to do?
My wife, who teaches Eng 312 here at BYU, would eat those guys alive. Carnage. Everywhere. It would be spectacular to behold.
And I would venture that it _is_ their quality that keeps students returning to them. To implement the revisions their thesis/dissertation committees are requiring. over and over.