The War on Kids
Trailer for the movie, "The War on Kids"
www.thewaronkids.com
posted by Indigobusiness @ Monday, December 14, 2009
11 Comments
Dec 14, 2009
~There is no God and we are his prophets.~
-Cormac McCarthy-
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Man is superior to the stars if he lives in the power of superior wisdom. Such a person being the master over heaven and earth by means of his will is a magus and magic is not sorcery but supreme wisdom
-Paracelsus-
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Sorry to be swarming over your blog, Indi, so eagerly these days, and your patience.
Hardly any issues get me quite as over-stimulated as children's and young person's rights.
It would need an over-indulgent rant consisting of a few hundred pages to capture the spleen in me resulting from the (blatant)disregard of the existence and personification of young people.
I meet few people who even vaguely register the gaping hole in society and are able to understand this issue. Jesus, why does no-one see the children?
You can now find a plastic bowl and puke to the content of your hearts.
Fuck me, go and hide the sweetie
jar, while I get over myself.
Z.
Swarm all you want. You're welcome here in all your forms and colors, sharp and jagged and pointed edges.
Truth is, you're one of the few remaining who'll speak to me at all. (Guess I got a bit ornery during my days of discomfort past.)
Regarding kids, this is the issue that exemplifies how the war is lost within the castle. Nothing upsets my chili more than how kids are taught to manipulate and connive in order to feel less than powerless amidst a fetid system that works to suck the life from their very soul.
To thrive today is primarily to sell-out. Imagine a world of self-realized kids? War would wither.
I thrive badly simply because I say awaythings that disturb others or that they do not understand. I have made valliant efforts to conform, but I am evidently too shot away. So I and my loved ones remain relatively poor. Does autheticity help me to be comfortable? The fuck it does. What a fucking fiasco. I am hooked on harvesting the mystic virtue, Te. So I have an immaculate conscience - honestly mate? Worth every penny.
Z.
Authenticity is costly, but not nearly so as the alternative.
Just determining a meaningful calculus is tricky enough, to say nothing of significant equation.
An immaculate conscience makes anyone a man of means. Mystic virtue is more than an end. Why conform to anything else?
The modern world is a sticky wicket. Toss in virtue and it gets stickier by the minute.
That was a weird response.
Thoughts rattle out of my head in the strangest ways these days. These days...man, oh man, these days.
don't EVEN get me started -- I'm in the middle of my own war on kids -- not sure what's worth fighting anymore. I am a firm believer of "children should be seen and not heard" along with LOTS and LOTS of attention from their parents -- the kind of attention that involves saying NO along with heavy doses of hugs and kisses. As far as our public school model - school is school - I don't know any different. I was taught to read, wright, add, subtract, multiply, and divide. I was told by my parents that it was my "job" to go to school and do my assignments -- END of discussion. I may not have liked it a lot, but I had no choice. It was important to me to make my parents proud.
I had no problem with this "model" growing up.
IMHO, the current model "they" have been using has pumped out a bunch of wind-up robots. I can appreciate their attempt to improve critical thinking skills, etc., but a kid needs knowledge first, before they can think critically. The majority of kids today have been raised in a day-care setting. They've been militarized at a very young age. They've been told what to do, how to do it, when to do it. They have no ability to do anything independently -- it's the only way to keep order I suppose. And then they're unleashed into the public school system where "feeling good about themselves" seems to be the mantra today. RESULT: a generation of narcissistic individuals who are more concerned with their "rights" than their responsibilities.
Here's a fine example --
Texas parents, school tangle over boy's long locks
Thanks, JC. You make many good points, I see what you're saying, but I'm going to play a bit of devils advocate in order to put a slightly finer point on it.
Robots ARE being cranked out by the current model, and I think critical thinking isn't being encouraged but subtly subverted. The prison analogy in the film is apt IMHO. School seemed that way to me, way back when even. Kids need guidance, but they must trust that guidance, otherwise they feel oppressed. That's the problem. The BIG KAHUNA of their problem.
My take is kids will do well given a healthy situation, and become monsters in a sick one. Believe it or not, I was a kid who was eager to be a good boy...not to kiss up, just wanted to turn my good side loose. That lasted about two seconds, and I felt obliged to raise hell early on, to keep the stink of dogooder at bay and maintain some self-respect.
I proceeded to develop a reputation as fighter and troublemaker, but still got along well with the cool adults in the system who saw through the bs. But I went from hot water to hot water, throughout school. As a result, I hated school as much as I loved learning. Making excellent grades with the teachers I got along with, and miserable grades with those I didn't. So, I'm largely self taught, and not in the school curricula.
Forgive my autobio, but I know I would've rather done it differently, and I can understand how so much sociopathy is generated by the twisted methods of contemporary schooling. Narcissism and sociopathy abound. I pity the good teachers, and revile the bad and abhor the system as a whole.
My kids and their mates give me glimpses of the world ahead, a world where the language I have come to respect and cherish, has become superceded. From them I hear, 'sick', 'safe', 'bait', 'sketched out', things I know but hardly prepared for generation # 2. which follows even them to the 3rd generation. They fight us oldies for airspace and interpretation, good too. I'm a lover, not a fighter.
Z.
I've lost my faith, gentlemen. Help me, please.
My son's 20 y.o. cousin died yesterday. My son looked up to him. He wanted to go to school with him.
The mom -- my son's dad's sister. Their parents are hardcore, hardline catholic. When I was pregnant with my son we were sin incarnate and pariah, but his sister would have us over and make sure we felt welcomed and that we knew my son was family and we be treated so -- at least by her and hers.
Now her baby is dead. I'm so sad for her -- for him, for his brother and sister and the whole family. Oh, damn!
I'm sad for my son. He wanted to go to college with his cousin.
I don't know what to do. I don't. I'm sorry I'm so morose. I'm sorry.
I just don't know.
So sorry, J. That's so tragic. Not sure what I could say, or do, that might help?
These things are so personal, and difficult, and you'll just have to process it as best you can, I reckon.
Some people need to be around others to work through grief. Me, I tend to want to be alone. Do what you need to do, for yourself and your son. You always seem to be able to rely on your instincts. Don't you? They won't fail you now.
I suspect you'll get through this, and your son will learn from it. Can't help but hurt for awhile, but not forever. You'll both heal. Everyone will. Takes time.
I felt privileged that you chose to share such an enormous loss with Indi and me. I have been enjoying your posts for a long time, it is so soon after this trajedy and I wish I were able to help with your sorry. I do know that you are amazingly strong and in touch with your greater self, your love and power will stand so strong for your son. No-body will ever be able to replace his cousin, the loss can never be replaced, but your son has a great advantage, you, who fills his emptiness and whispering softly, "Let it be, let it be."
Z.
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