time to stop pretending:

that you are anything but the ANTI-PROFESSOR
that you think the system works
that you think the system is salveageable
that the university system itself can make the necessary changes
to idealize your job -- which you do for the money, primarly
you believe in phd programs
that you despise community colleges
the learning is somehow a messianic experience delivered from you or your associates into the minds and souls of your students

time to start:

telling the truth, your truth about what it's like and how it feels to teach at the ruined university
to resist fetischizing, heroizing, or idealizing what you do
to pass down the learning you know, the skills you have amassed, the truths you have discovered.
stopping feeling guilty that you couldn't save the world of the university all by yourself like Bruce Willis in the Die Hard movies.

it fails.

it fails because students come in to the room always already beaten. always already they see the teacher as a gendered, aged, raced, icon on an always already very boring screen. an icon that waves its head in the air about women and art and literature. click click. the icon grades you. unfair. this isn't even real, and this doesn't even matter. why do i have to do this?

answer: you don't.
counter answer: but i do. i go to a school where there are breadth requirements.
counter counter answer: um, yeah. sorry

like i said, it fails.