You want fries with that? The value of your English degree

This is for all of my darling students who are graduating this weekend, or have graduated, or are looking forward in fear to the day you do graduate. Go read Sugar's graduation address to the students of Alabama.

Go! I say. Go read it now and have a tissue handy because it will heal your heart from every thoughtless jerk who said "you want fries with that?" when you said you majored in English major and from every well meaning but wrong person who pushed you to switch to dentistry or law school or whatever other thing they hoped would make you a lot of money.

Here's a sample:

"You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score. Anyone who expects you to do any of those things has no sense of history or economics or science or the arts.

You have to pay your own electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to give it all you got. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth.

But that’s all."

Now go read the rest of it. It's my final assignment and my blessing to you.