In return for our unlimited support, however, they will be expected to pursue degrees that have good job prospects. For example, we absolutely won't fund a degree with poor job prospect at an Ivy League school or fancy liberal arts college if there's no clear career path upon graduation.
Admittedly college is a lot more expensive than it was in the 1970s and 80s, but my parents had the opposite approach. They would fund any college at any level at any time in their kids' lives, and pay their living expenses while they were in school.
When I went to college, I signed up as an accounting major in the business school because I'd done really well in my college bookkeeping class. I had to take economics, and I loved it. I remember calling my parents later that year and telling them I'd changed my major to economics. My father said "Oh no!" at the exact same moment my mother exclaimed, "Good!" Poor guy just couldn't hide it.
They preferred that we go out of state to school, to broaden our horizons. So I transferred and did indeed graduate with a useless degree in economics.
I went to graduate school, as many people with useless degrees do, but didn't like it so I dropped out after only one semester, and did a 180 and took a couple of classes at the community college--air conditioning & refrigeration and building trades.
I was the only girl in either one. I did a fabulous job on our oxyacetylene welding project, and produced a Rube Goldberg looking arrangement of copper tubing with the required number of soldered joints and connections. Mine was the only one that didn't leak. The teacher attributed it to my being experienced with fine details like sewing.
At the information session for apprentices at the carpenters' union, the guy looked at me in the group and said they didn't cotton to not coming to work because of monthly problems.
I got a job as a file clerk at a state agency. My degree actually worked against me, because the supervisor was convinced I wouldn't stay long. She obviously didn't know anything about economics degrees, but it turned out she was right--the director of the division snapped me up after only about six months to work in the front office.
Eventually I decided to go to law school, at a very prestigious state school. I was accidentally made privy to the law school's decision process when I was talking to the dean of students about whether I should start in the summer or wait until the fall. I found out that my degree in economics worked in my favor, because it was different from all the business and political science degrees applicants had.
And being a resident of the state but having a degree from an out-of-state school worked in my favor, because they were limited on the number of out-of-state applicants they could admit, and this was a better-than-nothing substitute.
And not being straight out of college worked in my favor.
Now, this was a long time ago, before there was such curation done in anticipation of applying to colleges and law school and the like. And I'm sure all of the decision making is now noodled out by algorithms and counselors and whatnot. But I did end up in law school, which is considered acceptable by most people, and my serpentine path was undoubtedly full of valuable, real-world experience.
Just goes to show you never know. And my parents never said a word during any of this.