おしえ … TEACHING … Part 2: A Different Human Race

The purpose of school, a century ago,
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.

Still, in the1960’s, we were taught
proper grammar;
required to read a quota of books;
and expected to ask intelligent questions,

in a school where impeccable manners
were demanded and expected.

I am exceedingly grateful for the education
that I received in British Public Schools.

But that was 50 years ago.
Standards have drastically 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:

Write properly.
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’


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,
self-esteem arrogance.

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
had discarded the foundations of Reading,
Writing, and Arithmetic – 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,
a centralized effort was underway to

reshape the will;
obliterate morality, and eliminate
objective values of right and wrong.

“Tolerance” quickly replaced Discernment
and human beings were now taught that
“We must never judge”.

In the 21st century, Confusion and Chaos
have become so ‘natural’ that even the basic science
of sexual identification from Chromosomes
has been obliterated.

The ability to think objectively has been eradicated
from TV-dependant creatures that believe and repeat
everything that is programmed into them on a screen.

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,
human “communication”
will be of the most limited capacity possible.

Correct the spelling of some barely-literate
denizen on the Internet … and you will (at best)
be called a “Grammar Nazi”.

To be taught is now so offensive to the ignorant,
arrogant, self-deifying masses
that the very efforts of a skilled man or woman to teach
are now regarded with hatred and contempt …

by those who need it most.

Will observations such as these – from a man
who has watched the systematic degradation
of human society … mean anything to modern
minds ?

After seven 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.

P Livingstone

Author: Mr Livingstone


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