The beauty to be found in the midst of devastation or despair. The result of a methodical and intentional approach to difficult and typically life-altering situations that yields beautiful, positive and meaningful outcomes for an intended target (the person who is experiencing misfortune).
In Palliative Medicine, we’re really adept at helping people find the collateral beauty in otherwise sorrowful situations.
School full of rich white kids who drink excessively on the weekends but put in work during the week. Most of them will either become doctors (or so they think), teachers, or accountants. Spend way too much time at the gym. Everyone acts like they're failing every class but a "failing" grade to them is actually a B. Not actually in Boston but fucking gorgeous campus. Amazing hockey team, shitty football and basketball teams. No engineering school which is weird, but all in all a top tier school with an annoyingly Catholic vibe.
A greedy, monopolistic corporation that abuses and inflicts pain on students everywhere by writing their idea of college entrance exams and charging them a shitload of money for it. The most disgusting part of this is thatthe college board essentially profits off of the torture and abuse of these kids who are literally working themselves to death.
An exceedingly small high school in northern Arizona. There, most of the teachers are related, the lunchroom has enough microwaves to heat up Siberia, and the students think they're the best thing since sexual reproduction.
Tri-City College Prep student: "go panthers! go math club! happy 'pi' day!"
Normal Person: "seriously? go to a real school."