I remember in Kindergarden that the teacher would put gold stars on a board if we did something well.  It was like mental crystal meth of children.  We lost our minds looking for ways to get gold stars.

I don’t remember what I did to earn a gold star, I just remember that I would have done just about anything to get one.  At that time, my moral framework wasn’t as solid as it is now, I probably would have considered assassinating another child if I could get enough gold stars.

Now, I look back and realize that the teachers had devised an evil way to manipulate us into behaving by giving out gold foil stickers.

Certifications are kind of like those gold stars.  They are a way to quick gauge someone’s knowledge, and in some cases, just they are just as useful as those gold stars I earned long ago.


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