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Still, like their counterparts at UNext, Taylor and Allen understood
that they would have to trade on the prestige of the great academic
brand names. The trick was to sign affiliation agreements that
would guarantee access to leading scholars. Earlier this year,
armed with a rather crude prototype, company officials began
making the rounds of the nation's leading colleges and universities,
including Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Stanford, Amherst, Swarthmore
and, of course, Williams. In most cases, they spoke to the president
and provost and a few faculty members. They talked about the
Internet's pedagogic potential, about democratizing higher education,
about exploring a powerful new medium that was driving the culture.
And they offered a deal that sounded hard to refuse: GEN would
bear all the development costs while the institution would get
a piece of the company and a fraction of the gross receipts.
All they had to do was let their professors go.
GEN was enthusiastically received in some quarters. Peter Lange,
the provost at Duke, said that he had been impressed both with
the material and with the message, which he summarized as, "We're
seeking to provide distance learning courses in a format and
of a quality that will map well onto what you as a top-tier
educational institution are doing." But on the very highest
peaks of the university world, the GEN officials were essentially
treated like ambassadors from a barbarous nation. One prominent
university president lectured Taylor and Allen about the dangers
of "contamination." Herb Allen sums up the general
reaction by saying, "We didn't encounter hostility; we
encountered intransigence."
While Brown, Wellesley and Duke agreed to sign up with GEN,
the company was rebuffed everywhere else. This was a setback,
if not quite a catastrophe. Save at the three affiliated schools,
the company now negotiates with individual professors, though
it is by no means clear that the leading universities will simply
stand by while GEN strikes deals with their academic stars.
One of the schools that turned GEN down, interesting enough,
was Williams. When I arrived on campus early in the fall semester,
it was a warm and breezy day, and students in shorts and T-shirts
were playing Frisbee on the broad, perfectly trimmed lawns or
practicing lacrosse against a dormitory wall. Williams is a
paradisal spot. Hawthorne lived nearby, and Melville stared
out the window at the shaggy mass of Mount Greylock as he conjured
up the looming form of Moby-Dick.
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