In 1968, school children could read,
write, and spell properly.
In 2018, adults cannot even do that.
It is said that people
get the society that they deserve.
Indeed, one is obliged to sadly concur.
Vicious Narcissists who delight to gratify
Vanity, Lust, and Greed – and seek no higher
purpose in ‘life’ than to be entertained,
will delight in a society in which “Me”
is the only god, and My Opinion
is the only ‘truth’.
TURNING BACK … Old Paths
The purpose of school, in days past,
was to train obedient and productive workers
to read instructions and regulate their daily life
by the sound of the ‘bell’.
It is not difficult to see the reason for
mandatory 12-year attendance at a public school
(as opposed to being formally educated
by a loving mother in the home) …
they were designed to obliterate
moral values, and allegiance to anything
higher than the state.
I am exceedingly grateful for the education
that I received in British Public Schools –
but that was 50 years ago.
Standards have changed.
We were taught to read with an attention span.
To write cursively. To calculate sums in our head.
We were never taught
to sacrifice our moral discernment.
I write using a pen and paper:
it is what distinguishes me … from a machine.
And I will not surrender these things
to the contemporary nothingness,
hedonistic apathy, and obscene laziness
of the modern world.
To a young person, I would plead:
Never lose the skill.
And teach it, one day, to your children.
Conscientious youths seem few and far between
– a mere remnant, really, amidst a multitude
of teenagers whose unbridled arrogance now
impertinently imagines that their personal ‘opinion’
is every bit as valid as that of someone who possesses
actual skill, maturity, and life experience.
I cannot but be filled with a deep feeling of sadness,
now, whenever I see a little child –
like the little girl being led by the hand,
by a tattoo-covered creature
screaming across a parking lot at his … ‘woman’
to … “f**king hurry up!”
It makes me incredibly sad
to think of what the future
will hold for a little boy or girl,
when the ‘parents’ are devoid of anything
resembling the adult characteristics
that were commonplace in the 1960’s.
The postman, the milkman, and the ‘lollipop man’
who saw us safely across the road,
ALWAYS had a friendly smile;
and you felt safe, when there were people around.
I remember one obnoxious thug – once, as we
were all walking home from school – telling a girl
to … ‘go to hell’,
and ‘old’ ( she must have been at least 40! )
Mrs Johnson reaching over her garden gate
to grab the top of his ear, and tell the malignant upstart
to never use language like that again, anywhere
near her house.
She never released her grip on the wretch
until he apologised – to her … and to the girl.
We learned common sense, manners,
self-control, and ‘right from wrong’
FROM THE EXAMPLE
of the adults around us.
And so did any bullies,
who would have preyed upon the weak or the timid.
What a removal from the spectacle of many parents
( “My kid would never do that!” ) today.
If WE did anything wrong,
we hoped and prayed that our parents
would never find out.
But then – along with those with whom I grew up,
we simply would have been restrained by conscience
and the fear of disgracing our parents.
It was what was expected of us.
We didn’t have opinions.
And we didn’t talk back.
We were children, and had no life experience.
And we knew it.
We didn’t glibly lie …
for the simple reason that lying was wrong.
And everyone else’s mum … was our mum too.
All along the 20-minute walk to school,
could be heard shouts of:
“You, boy! Stop dragging that school bag!”
“Tuck in your shirt!”
“Run along or you’ll be late for the bell.”
It felt GOOD to have rules.
And to be expected to live up to them.
There was None of this modern,
Respect was EARNED.
You respected your parents, and teachers;
you PROVED that you were responsible,
dependable, and that you deserved
to be trusted and shown some degree of respect.
And when you DID live up to those rules
… boy! did that feel good.
Of course, given the all-too-evident, modern reality
of people who cannot even spell:
their minds incapacitated by technology;
morals eradicated by televised debauchery
and moral sewage of Hollywood;
and manners obliterated by the eradication
of discernment and common decency,
I am not so sure, now,
that recalling the joys of those by-gone days
is such a good thing …
because the next time I venture
past the garden gate,
the grim reality of the 21st century
will be all-too readily apparent.
By the end of the 1970′s, public school education
in North America had discarded the classical academic
foundations of Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic
( all of which actually taught the brain to work );
and substituted, instead, a system of
Pavlovian Conditioning in which
subsequent generations of pupils were taught
humanist innovations supplemented by classroom tuition
in “Sex Education”, “Drug Education”, Birth Control,
“Alternate Lifestyle Awareness”, Gender Studies,
and Political Correctness.
Now, a little boy is challenged to think about
whether he wants to be a little girl.
I was a timid, shy little fellow
with blonde, curly hair – I looked like a little girl;
but Miss Evaschesen and Mrs Brown
somehow thought it more important to teach me
to read, write, and mentally calculate arithmetic.
As reading, writing, grammar, and the ability to think
was being abolished in the 1980’s,
a centralized effort was (obviously) being made
to reshape the will;
re-define morality, and to
eliminate objective values of right and wrong.
“Tolerance” quickly replaced Discernment
as moral absolutes were discarded
and human beings were now taught to
“keep an open mind” … and that,
“We must never judge”.
Subservience and Compliance
became the main goals of education.
Eradicate the ability to think: memorise
and repeat everything that is taught.
The 21st century bears witness
that it has been a very observable, and phenomenal,
Not only are barely literate young people
being turned out of schools scarcely able to read,
spell, or carry on an intelligent conversation –
but they will now ‘graduate’ being unable even
to physically write.
Unless physically connected to a machine,
will be of the most limited capacity possible.
Will observations such as these – from a man
who has watched the systematic degradation
of human society … mean anything to modern
After six-and-a-half years on this Internet Site,
the answer is ‘No”.
I have spent my life espousing standards
– of morality, self-discipline; courtesy,
consideration, and conscience:
doing my best to encourage young people
– and their parents – to apply themselves;
raise themselves to a Higher Standard than
the lowest common denominator of sub-mediocrity
which prevails today.
Sad to say that – given what comes out
of the mouths of … “adults” … today,
it has clearly been an utterly wasted effort.