Wednesday, December 21, 2005

What I want to be when I grow up...

I've decided that tomorrow...the last day of classes before the winter break...I'm going to give grades out...which are all pretty good, really...and then I'm going to skip the homework we haven't graded, yet...and only grade it if it will improve folks' grades...

And then we're going to talk and write about what we all want to be when we grow up...me included...

I decided that I'd much rather have the kids thinking about their own dreams over the Christmas break...than fractions...which are, really, only a small part of life...compared to that much bigger question...

You know when were my favorite times in school when I was a kid?...those unstructured times...when we just kind of hung out, together...in a classroom that was otherwise a lot of bustle and effort to get stuff done and still get some social interaction with peers in under the watchful eye of our teachers...

Three of my all-time favorite learning/school moments are:

1) Sophomore year, high school...we're reading To Kill A Mockingbird in Ms. Hudson's Honors' English class...and I stay home...sick...I drink several milk cartons full of water in hopes of peeing out whatever it was that I'm dealing with...and I spend the whole day in bed reading what turns out to be my favorite novel ever...I finished To Kill a Mockingbird, that day...and its not an understatement to say that it changed my life...

2) Junior year, high school...late one night...on a weekend, maybe...but maybe even on a school night...I can't remember...I stay up all night over the course of a week, I believe...I can't quite remember...reading Henry David Thoreau's Walden...and commit myself to transcendentalism...did I mention that I love Henry David Thoreau...

3) Senior year, college...I've finished forensics...and I've met this brand new really great friend to transition me into a more primarily academic-focussed life (though...truth be known...only known to me, now years later...I was far more academically focussed than most people my age, forensics or not)...she and I study together in the political science/liberal arts and sciences building at Wichita State University...both writing papers...I re-write a Latin American microenterprise paper I've had for awhile into some bullshit anthropology final paper (and get an A)...she's doing something much more legitimate...but it's just nice to have the company of someone who takes the learning seriously, too...

And some more...

4) Sixth grade...Mrs. Legg's class...after being previously informed in the year that to "assume" makes an "ass" out of "u" and "me," I'm already much-impressed with my very pretty and wise sixth grade teacher...then...one day...she takes the class out to the playground...to sit underneath a tree...and to either read a book or just initiate the most frank and respectful discussion of sex that I have had with a teacher up until that point...it was so sweet...so unexpected...and such a beautiful thing for a teacher to do...

5) Senior year, college...my 4th year of school...my last year of forensics competition...Bond Benton, my best friend at the time, and my parliamentary debate partner, and I, go up to Willamette University in Oregon, that year, to compete at the National Parliamentary Debating Association's National Tournament...we travel with Bond's mom and her best friend up the coast of Oregon, Northern California, and Washington, making a trek, for the sake of his mom's friend, to see all of the covered bridges along the Northwest coast...they are beautiful...I pick up a copy of a National Parks' book with writings from famous conservationists like John Muir, Henry David Thoreau, and Ralph Waldo Emerson...and I write poetry, while visiting the Redwoods in Northern California, about coming to terms with my father...who he is, versus who I fantasized him to be...Bond and I unexpectantly get knocked out in octafinals (Bond and I were very competitive that year)...we very disappointedly continue our trip along the coast...and take solace in the beauty of our surroundings...

6) Senior year, college...post-forensics (I had several seniors year...three, to be exact:):):)...I have several one-on-one meetings with my favorite professor, David Ericson...my modern political theory class...I wonder if Dr. Ericson knows how much he influenced me with that class and with those meetings...Dr. Ericson is my primary advisor on a very good senior thesis on the Smith-Hughes Act of 1917, the first federal legislation in America touching education below the college grade, that I never submitted to a committee...Dr. Ericson and I spend several weeks talking about the nature of politics in democratic countries that profoundly affect the way that I think about politics...and touch me...that this brilliant man would spend so much time talking with me and helping me develop my own intellect...

7) Brandi and I spend 3 months in Washington, D.C., learning about politics...about love...and about the world...all at once...it was a total coming of age for both of us...and I learned so much, I can hardly count all of it...we go see Cornell West and Eugene Rivers, on Brandi's prompting, speak about race and poverty...we see just about every artsy theater movie that comes out within our vicinity...two very gay-friendly young kids from Wichita, Kansas with not a ton of experience with gay culture spend time just kind of absorbing D.C.'s gay district, Dupont Circle...we go to a gay bar where the patrons sing musicals, only to find very few people singing...but plenty of gay men to chat with...Brandi is the first girl that I rent pornography with...we work together...we live together...we take the metro back and forth, each day, together...I learn more about people in three months than I ever have before in my life...with one of the most people-savvy persons that I have ever met in my life, other than me...and I learn what it means to be deeply in love...an experience that I have yet to duplicate still today...

I think that last one takes the cake, really...and all of the subsequent learning Brandi and I do together...

8) Senior year...grad school...it's getting clearer for me that I'm starting to develop original ideas...the idea of which, itself, is exciting enough...not quite realizing, yet, just how much potential impact these ideas might have...I'm still very much mourning losing Brandi, but I'm getting stronger...and her leaving has prompted a flurry of study of every relationship/psychology/people book I can get my hands on...I read Stephen Covey's 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, Abraham Maslow's Farther Reaches of Human Nature, and Amartya Sen's Development as Freedom in that year, as well as a million other books...none of which are on a class reading list...all of which profoundly transform my thinking about people and the world...

9) December 2002-December 2005...I leave grad school to work on my original work, independently...frustrated with a relationship with an advisor that has begun to feel like an imposition and an obstacle to my education...I work several average joe jobs...learn about poverty, first hand, involuntary...learn a lot about the world outside of school, which I have been in for the last 12 years of my life...and write more independent, more original, more personal, more profound work than I have ever written in my entire life...Brandi's ghost never totally leaves me...but her cutting off all communication makes it clear that she is renigging on her promise to remain friends, no matter our relationships...I'm getting used to Brandi making the switch from always considering my feelings, because we were best friends, to never considering my feelings, because we were once lovers...an arbitrary change that I have no real control over...and I begin to depend less and less on friends and more and more on myself for final calls about my life...subsequent friendships only reinforce that trend...

10) 2005...Hurricane Katrina...I finally understand Joe Nye's caution that we take security for granted until it is gone...and I finally understand Hobbes...security and freedom are no longer abstractions for me...and Hobbes becomes my new best friend...though I'm still wedded to Mill and Locke and freedom...for good reason...because they are what all that security is for...

There's more...debate and forensics tournaments with Conrad Jestmore in high school and with the Wichita State team in college...my junior year Honors' English class with Elizabeth Taggart, as a beautiful liberal counterweight to the libertarian influence of Mr. Jestmore...Billy Budd and my senior year with one of my favorite teachers of all time, Zenobia Washington, for A.P. English...

And a million others, really...

All my best times have been either in school...or around learning and education, really...structured or unstructured...

My favorites are clearly unstructured...but it's much clearer to me, now, how, just as my freedom is only assured with adequate security...so are my more freely-explored educational experiences only made possible or as strong by my more structured educational experiences...

People who say that they're educations didn't matter...or that school didn't matter...to their lives...to their success...to their experiences...

Are bullshitting themselves...pure and simple...

The world doesn't turn out as well as schools because so few people really aspire to make the world that good...

But the world gets better...because of schools...and because of our time spent there...I'm sure of that, now...

I know my life was made better...

And thank you to every teacher -- formal or informal -- who made that possible...

Love,
Ben

Why rules and deference to authority are bound to fail...

As I've been reflecting on my own use of authority, in the last couple of weeks...and the use of authority by folks who I trust with it more...teachers...

I think I've finally figured out why rule by authority is kind of withering away, even as it is in its last throws of demanding legitimacy...

Because authority is used -- as a rule, not as an exception -- arbitrarily...

Meaning...though the people who are charged with authority often try to use it in a way that is responsible...

As a rule...authority gets used arbitrarily...based on the moment to moment whims of those with authority...

And as more people with authority recognize that...the more, I hope and know, at some level, that they will make allowances for that fact...

But in the meantime...the recognition of this fact by those who authority is used over...which is all of us, at some level...the more people begin to ignore authority...as it becomes clear just how arbitrary its use is relative to the realities that authority is charged with governing...

Rules only work if they work...and its not their enforcement that ultimately decide if they work or not...it's the reality that we all live with...and the less they work...the more they'll be ignored...

Rules and authority are already ignored, to a great degree, by those they are imposed upon, as a rule...the real question, at this point, is whether those with authority will begin to relax their imposition...and as authority figures reflect on this, there really is only one conclusion they can come to, at some point...they have to relax their imposition...else be so out of sync with reality...to be not taken seriously at all...and people who aspire for positions of responsibility do not so aspire to not be relevant...they aspire, generally, to make a positive impact on life...and most of them know better than to believe that they can only do so with impositions of authority...in fact...so much so...that, as a rule...among those with authority...at least in the situations in which I've worked and in most democratic societies, I think...those who use authority most meticulously...are those who are least respected among their colleagues with authority...

Because it is becoming fairly clear to me...that the places where I am most effective as a teacher...are the places where I refer to my relationships with students as human beings...rather than as an authority figure...

Meaning...if I'm frustrated with how I'm being disrespected as a human being...appealing to that relationship is far more effective in dealing with the behavior than is asserting my authority...as a rule...

In situations where authority looms over me...it is so clear...it's use is often completely arbitrary to the realities I am dealing with...

And when kids appeal to me for similarly reasonable rationales...all I can say to them is...they'll have to get the issue resolved with the specific person that they dealt with at the time...I have to back up my colleauges...and in the meantime...I work with my colleagues to persuade them to relax their more arbitrary uses of authority...by demonstrating by example how doing so improves relationships with students...accomplishing more of our purposes...both in improving behavior...and in improving academic focus and accomplishment...and my class, generally, is a pretty good example of that principle...yesterday was an exception, largely because I, personally, was off my mark, feeling very ill and overwhelmed and out of energy...but as a general rule, my special education class -- where students are often, for good reason, sent for behavior problems, as well as academic problems -- is, generally, better behaved than many general education classes where students, generally, behave better of their own accord and without teachers having to remind them to do so, as much...

And I can tell that the places where I'm least effective...are the places where I have undermined that relationship with more arbitrary uses of authority that are really pretty typical for teachers...places where I'm tired of wrangling with students over their behavior...tired of reminding the same students to be more respectful of me and one another...and places where I act to get some resolution...places that are completeful forgiveable...but that prove to some students that all teachers are alike...and that they all just want to control you...which is ironic...because all teachers, on their better days, feel just the opposite...all teachers are striving to have students be responsible for their own behavior...so that teachers don't have to deal with it...and so that students can learn to be more responsible for their own behavior as they grow into young adults...

And I like most teachers and parents and adults and authority figures -- the good ones, at least -- try to reflect on this use of authority to use it less and less arbitrarily...and to still be effective in helping to raise young people...who are responsible for their own behavior and their own lives...

Only to prepare the more responsible of them...like me...for a world which is often arbitrary with its use of authority...no matter how responsible a person is...

A fact that I will just hope that authority figures in the adult world...are reflecting on, as well...

I trust that they are...

Because there is no major movement to relax rules in the adult world...

And yet...it is slowly, very slowly...happening...

Evidenced by the perceived need by the less reflective among us...to defend rules that have already been passed...

Melissa and I listened to a commercial on a Chiefs game being broadcast over the Dillons intercom system...for maintaining 21 as the drinking age...

And I'm thinking, "I don't recall any major push to remove 21 as a the drinking age"...so who are they defending the law against?...

And the reality is...that they are defending the law against all the people who are, quite reasonably, now and in the past, ignoring that law...opting, instead, to teach young people to drink moderately and responsibly with adults present...rather than undercover and less responsibly...outside of adult presence...

Quite illegal to be sure...but a very responsible decision that many parents have been making with their children for quite a long time, now...for good reason...it means more responsible drinking among young people...and parents who do it have come to terms with what parents who often live in a lot of denial around alcohol use and abuse often avoid...that the best recipe for alcohol abuse...is alcohol prohibition...and if you doubt that...go watch the children whose parents prohibit alcohol use...once their out on their own...it's generally not pretty...

The truth is...that luckily for all of us...responsible people don't stop being responsible just because the law says different...

In fact...responsible people often and regularly ignore the law to be responsible, when doing so is more responsible...

It was the foundation for the modern civil rights movement...it was the foundation for developing more freely-chosen sexual mores in the twentieth century, which, on-balance, has been a very good and responsible thing...and it is the foundation for good parenting...

And the most irresponsible fact of modern life...is that we have not squared this more responsible living...with the law...because the least responsible among us...have been busy trying to scare younger and older people, alike...into responsibility...that many of them -- I have some friends here in Lawrence I'm thinking of, right now -- don't practice themselves, so lost are they in their denial of this obvious reality...instead of having younger and older people alike...choose greater responsibility...which, today, as for most of the history of modern life, has involved not only not obeying laws, always...but often disobeying them...generally, quietly...and at times -- as with the civil rights movement -- openly...

But I'm not just advocating a more open reconciliation of this fact with the use of authority...

I'm predicting it...

I'm pretty clear, at this point, that this is the side of this question that will prevail...

Because no other conclusion would allow for as functional living by free and responsible adults...in a world of freedom and responsibility...

It is the presence and interaction with people we trust that promotes responsibility...not the more arbitrary uses of authority...

And the latter will always remain a serious dysfunction of contemporary life in free societies until and as we let it go...

And we will let it go...

Because there is no other way out of this one...

Not just as a fact of free societies...

But as a fact of life...

My greatest reassurance on this question...is that there is no other way around this one...no matter what obstacles those who resist this trend throw in its way...it is a fact of life that no political activism or wrangling will ever be able to remove...this is direction that people are taking and will take more in the coming decades...because it's the direction most conducive to their more responsible natures...and it is a fact of life that all political activism and wrangling will have to square themselves with...because there's no turning back on it...

A pretty safe prediction at this point, actually, if you ask me...

Free peoples want more freedom...as a fact of life...not just as a fact of politics...and they will and do want more, yet...

Have a great week, everyone...

Love,
Ben

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

A hard talk with myself...

I'm still dealing with this bitterness I just realized the other day that I still carry around...

This bitterness about choices involved with being a teacher...

Here goes...

Being a teacher is a real honor, for me...at some level...it means a lot to take the kind of responsibility is involved with imparting knowledge...and there is a sense of purpose in it and with those who do it that makes it a much better profession to be a part of than most professions, by my judgment...it's very much like being a soldier, or a police officer, or other kinds of less-well-paid public servants who do what they do because they want to do good and not for other reasons...

But when you do it...and you deal with as many different kinds of people as I do...you also think...

"Why don't people value school more?"...meaning...why don't the dumbasses whose lives are most in need of serious learning...why do they take it so much for granted?...and why do they so foolishly fail to see their own self-interest on this?...and why do so many of their children fall into the same mistake?...and how can it be made more plain for them just how foolish they're being?...

"Why, persistently, do the great works and the great music and the great ideas in the world always get so consistently rewarded less than those that provide more immediate gratification?"...the answer to this one is obvious, which is that most people are kind of dumbasses...and popular culture reflects their ignorance, much of the time...we all are, at some level...but some are clearly more dumbass than others...

And intellectual depth is just kind of rare, really...more rare than I ever imagined, I think...

I guess what scares me and concerns me about that is asking myself the same question that a lot of my less intellectually-oriented friends ask themselves...

Then why is it important?...

And I guess the answer to that...is just because you don't see the reality as thoroughly or as completely or with as much depth...

That doesn't make it go away...

Meaning...

Just because you don't understand the principles of physics that go into motion or the principles of chemistry that go into the various materials people use...

Doesn't mean that that understanding isn't important...

It just means that it's rarer to meet someone who understands those principles than it is to find someone who does...

And the same is true of people, I think...

When I think about it that way....it isn't something I have to be frustrated with people about as much (though most people are pretty arrogant about what they know and what they don't know about people and what makes them tick)...

It's just that most people don't really have much clue, really...

I'm really sick...I've got to get home, soon, and get some sleep...one more day before I have some time to really power up before the next semester...

Have a great week, everyone...

Love,
Ben

Monday, December 19, 2005

Do you ever wonder if people have consciences?...

I do...

I don't know why I'm so morose, today...

But this is on my mind...

I do wonder what friendship and family mean to some people, much of the time...if it means anything...

And in moments like this...

I wonder if anything means anything...

I don't really know who I trust anymore...

That isn't true...you get a sense of it...who you can trust more and who you trust less...

I just trust less, today, a lot of people I used to trust more...

And I can't make heads or tails of it, anymore...

Even whether it matters, anymore...

Or what matters anymore...

I guess this is it...

I sure hope not...

Because it's a pretty shitty way stopping point on the road to a greater humanity...

No...I just think I'll let all the bitterness go...

All my bitterness about peoples' indifference...about their callousness...about their pretending...

I think I'll just let it go...

Nothing I can do to make people be decent...

And my bitterness just holds me back...

I think there's some people who actually think that if they pretend long enough...their shittiness will be forgotten...

Pretty wishful thinking, don't you think?...

It amazes me how much bullshit people will swim in...and still they come out of the pool clean...

I just need to let go of this shit...it's no good for me...or for anyone...

I'm sick...I'm going to bed...

Love,
Ben

Kenny gets me thinking...

OK...

Kenny's comments on yesterday's post got me thinking...

He's right...

Bono is actually one of the least bullying of liberal activists...and his comments in the article actually make that clear...so while he's not ideal...and noone is, really...not me...nooone...my ideas just point us in a direction...they don't give us a final destination...

Bono's big strength...ironically, I think...

Is that he's rich...

Meaning...unlike me...Bono doesn't get fucked over regularly...so he doesn't carry any of the bitterness about that I clearly still do, though I've tried to let go of it...it's just hard when it persistently happens with little hope of it abetting...

Poverty is not just about how little you can afford...it imposes costs of its own...if you can't pay something on deadline...then you pay additional costs...even if your failure to pay is based on inability to pay or not...meaning, you're doubly fucked, even though the original issue is not something within your control...but most people could give two shits about whether you can pay something or not...they've got house payments and car payments to make...and they get fucked by the bank or mortgage company or whatever if they don't...so it's just one big fuck fest, while we all cover our own asses...

Bono understands this, I think...and realizes it's unjust...but he's rich...and he has the means to stay rich and get richer...meaning, he doesn't get fucked by the bullshit that passes for how financial matters are handled currently nearly as much...

Which is actually a strength in this discussion, I think...

Because rich people know they're fucking people over...

They just feel like they have no choice...because they love their stuff...and if they have to choose between their stuff and someone else...they'll generally choose their stuff...

And Bono embraces the self-centeredness that this kind of thinking embodies...

Which is a good thing, I think...

I do, too, actually...even as I consistently get fucked by it...

Because I know...as Bono knows...

That I love people despite their greed...

My parents can be pretty greedy sometimes...and they wear it on their sleeves in some pretty insensitive ways, sometimes...especially my dad...who forgets that I lived with him through all the lean times...

It's just little things he says...

"There's not much in the world that you can't buy with money"...

Apparently oblivious to the fact that teaching doesn't pay very well...and that this comment totally takes for granted every teacher and everything that every teacher ever did for him...which, since he's not a big fan of school, I don't know if he really gives a shit, much of the time...

Or it may just be that there is this legacy of resentment...

Between the world of schools and universities...of education...

And the world of business...

Because business people make more money, generally...though teachers often do better and more work, if you've worked with the right school or university, that is...

But what I love about Bono...

Is that he embraces the money...and the greed...and all the rest...

He doesn't try to pretend that he doesn't love being a rock star...and rich...and living a life of luxury...

He embraces it...

And I guess that is the upside to the totally fucked up music/entertainment culture I see right now...

Embodied by the success of such pop hits as "Golddigger," by Kanye West, "Beverly Hills," by Weezer, and "If I Were a Rich Girl," by Gwen Stefani...

That even though they have very little substance at all, to them...

That...they just kind of embrace the greed...

Instead of fighting it...

Which is what liberal activists so fruitlessly and foolishly often do...

And the reason, likely, why Bono is one of the least bullying activists on this issue...

Is because he's rich...and he totally identifies with the desire of rich people...to just enjoy their wealth...and not feel guilty about it, all the time...

Which is what I want too...

Largely...

Because I know that the less guilty rich people feel about their wealth...

The less defensive they feel about their greed...

The more they embrace it...

And the more they want to share what they have...the more generous they become...

And the more we all benefit...

It's definitely true...

The market has some fucked up priorities...I totally acknowledge...and I think most people would, if they were really honest with themselves and others...

Is Arnold Swartzinegger the best actor in Hollywood, since he brings in the biggest revenue?...

Obviously not...have you seen "Terminator"?...a decent movie...but Oscar-worthy it is not...except maybe around technical direction...

And Arnold is definitely not a dramatic actor of any significance...

And unless you are totally self-deluded...there is no way you could argue that his money is made by being good...

His money is made by chasing money...

So many of my friends piss me off for exactly the opposite reasons why I love Bono and my parents...

Because my parents and Bono, generally, are just honest about it...

They like money...they don't try to pretend that they make money because what they're doing is good...they do what they do to make money...

Bono stopped making really great music back in 1988...he doesn't pretend, I don't think, that his new stuff is as good as his old stuff (and if he does, then he's wrong...no matter what the rationalizations of his more sell-out fans)...

He's a rich dude who likes making money...

No problem with that with me...

Same with my parents...

They aren't noble for making money...

They're rich...

And that's what they wanted...

They traded off the one for the other...

And they got rich...

It's not the same thing as noble...but it's not evil, either...

And like every other deadly sin...

Greed should be embraced...and openly...

Just as I parents do every time I see them now (secretly to rub it in that they've got it and I don't, I always suspect)...

But I don't want to resent this...

What I resent, most, really...

Is people pretending...

Rich is not noble...

Rich is rich...

So if that's the path you take...

That's the path you get...

Bono and Bill and Melinda Gates are taking the more noble route from rich...which is to share the wealth...

And what is great about Bono...

Is that he's not ashamed of being a rich rock star...

Which he shouldn't be...

He's not Martin Luther King...

But he's not Osama Bin Laden either...

I do wish Bono would produce a decent album, again, someday...something more along the lines of Rattle and Hum...or the Joshua Tree...U2's last decent albums...

But I don't want to begrudge him his money...

No matter how much I keep getting fucked by the greedy among us...

Which is everyone, at some level...plenty of poor people...in the developed world, at least...are plenty greedy, too...

So no need to point fingers at the rich...

They feel plenty guilty as it is...

They need to feel less guilty...

So they finally get over it...and themselves...

And...in the case of Bono...

Start making good music, again...rather than the shitty, guilt-ridden bullshit he's been making since '88...

And same with all my other friends looking to ride the gravy train...

They need to get over it...

So they can start doing good work, again...

Instead of the total shit they've been settling for ever since they decided to sell-out...

I'll keep thinking on this...

Because the truth is...I wouldn't want any of my friends to give anyone one red cent...if they'd just stop bullshitting me and everyone else...about how much their efforts suck...ever since they started selling out...

Same with Bono...

Bono...your last like 6 albums have sucked big nasty horse testicles...

Go do a bigger and better Rattle and Hum...or go fade away as a has-been, already...because I'm tired of hearing your shitty albums because though you could find it in your heart to help all the starving Africans, you just couldn't find it in your heart to do a decent album in almost 2 decades...

This one is clearly not finished in my heart...

Have a great week, everyone...

Love,
Ben

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Bono and Bill and Melinda Gates Time Magazine People of the Year...

Bono and Bill and Melinda Gates Time Magazine's People of the Year...

Mixed feelings for me on these very dedicated folks being named...

Initially...Bill and Melinda Gates and Bono have been working for a very long time on the very important efforts to reduce and alleviate global poverty...it's effort worthy of recognition...
I think each of them recognizes that they will be remembered far more and better for their efforts to alleviate poverty than each of their efforts to accumulate their wealth...though U2's music efforts and Bill Gates' efforts to mass market the personal computer are very important efforts in and of themselves...and it's nice to see authentic leaders -- not propagandists and fear-mongers like Adolph Hitler, Joseph Stalin, Nikita Kruschev, and Ayatullah Kohmein -- be named Persons of the Year...

But some disappointing praise for less worthy aspects of these folks' efforts...

As Nancy Gibbs writes in her cover article...

"2005 is the year they turned the corner, when Bono charmed and bullied and morally blackmailed the leaders of the world's richest countries into forgiving $40 billion in debt owed by the poorest; now those countries can spend the money on health and schools rather than interest payments—and have no more excuses for not doing so."

I'm reading that line -- Bono charmed and bullied and morally blackmailed the leaders of the world's richest countries into forgiving $40 billion in debt owed by the poorest -- and thinking...

You mean bully like all the bullying everyone is -- rightly -- trying to end in schools, right?...

You mean bully like liberal leaders like Bono and Bill and Melinda Gates and others are -- rightly -- critical of President Bush for being in his international policy?...

You mean bully like what all of us -- presumably -- tell our children that we don't want them to be towards their brothers and sisters and friends and other kids and students?...

Nancy saves herself and Bono with a later description of his work...

"Bono grasps that politicians don't much like being yelled at by activists who tell them no matter what they do, it's not enough. Bono knows it's never enough, but he also knows how to say so in a way that doesn't leave his audience feeling helpless. He invites everyone into the game, in a way that makes them think they are missing something if they hold back. 'After so many years in Washington,' says retired Senator Jesse Helms of North Carolina, whom Bono recruited to his cause, 'I had met enough well-known people to quickly figure out who was genuine and who was there for show. I knew as soon as I met Bono that he was genuine. He has absolutely nothing to gain personally as a result of his work. In fact, he has opened himself to criticism because he has been willing to work with anyone to find help for these children who have taken his heart.'"

Liberals, like conservatives, hate to be bullied...

And most people, really, hate being bullied, themselves...but don't have a problem with bullying others to get their way...

In kid-parents language it's called, "Do as I say, not as I do"...

And in simpler language its called hypocrisy...or a rationalization...

And, specifically...it means rationalizing all the bullying that rich liberals, conservatives, independents and others engage in as a part of amassing all that wealth in the first place...

Bono's not a bad guy, at all...he's actually a really great guy, actually...

But bullying and morally blackmailing politicians is one of the less graceful/more shameful parts of his legacy...not ones to be given higher praise...liberals just forget this, I'm learning, when their causes are at stake...and fight it, when the causes of others are at stake...

And that's why I love them...and conservatives, too...because when one threatens to bully on any particular issue...the other group will often step up to defend...though there are some issues where everyone wants to bully to get their way...and everyone loses as a consequence...

Poverty and international equity issues should be resolved as a matter of genuine, freely adopted conviction...I don't care, personally, how much guilt Bono and Bill and Melinda Gates have to wipe from their consciences...I don't want conservatives or independents or apolitical folks to be bullied into to working on poverty issues...because it doesn't build a sustainable future for poverty efforts...you can't bully forever...eventually people get wise to what an asshole you're being...and eventually, you lose track of the very relationship that was necessary to deal constructively with the issue that you said, at least, that you cared about...

And most importantly...because when you start bullying...you forget and start to take for granted the generosity that was the basis for folks' commitment to such issues...and once you do that enough...they'll start blowing you off...and you'll deserve it...

Self-governing people need to be able to make their own decisions...to come to their own conclusions...to make independent judgments...and that, more than anything else, is what we need more of, here and abroad...and what will build more and more equitably distributed wealth, here and abroad...

But Bono's ability to reach beyond conventional political lines is what distinguishes his work, in particular...and why I admire his work in ways that are different from how I admire the very important work of his colleagues on poverty alleviation, Bill and Melinda Gates...

Bill and Melinda do a terrific job of both giving and maintaining accountability for money spent on equity efforts...and Bill, in pariticular, has a reputation for mastering the more minute details of, say, malaria, which, along with AIDS and tuberculosis, is one of the more serious killers of people, internationally...

But Bono's strength, in particular, is his ability to bring folks like Jesse Helms and Pat Robertson into the fold...something that I admire very much, actually...and is much more supportive of a more genuinely liberal idea of broad-mindedness, independent thinking, and inclusion...an idea that is compromised -- unnecessarily, unfairly, and with a wrong-headed sense of priorities -- when folks like Bono bully and morally blackmail those who disagree with him...or are often just unaware of the issue, in all its depth and complexity, as well as advocates for a cause...

But it is nice to see people who care about a cause...and have put their money and their efforts where their mouth is...and have avoided more simplistic answers to complex problems...get recognition for their work...

Congrats to Bono and Bill and Melinda...and good luck with the work...

Love,
Ben

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Limits to ideas...

I'm just coming to terms, tonight...as I watch a teacher for the umpteenth time fruitlessly try to force a kid -- and a kid who is persistantly defiant, at that -- to do her bidding...

And as I run interference...trying to move kids in the direction of following teacher instructions...

I'm coming to terms with the fact that there are limits to even the best ideas...

So then...I'm wondering...what comes next?...

As least possible necessary aggression gets more fully explored...

What comes next?...

What big ideas get developed to improve on least possible necessary aggression...and other similar ideas, as well...

First of all...the experience I've had at Eisenhower definitely confirms what past experiences at Amarr and Downings already confirmed for me...

Which is that these ideas don't just have theoretical strength...

They work...in real life...and I have not a shred of doubt of that, at this point...

Experimental tests that allow for falsifiability...perhaps with drug and gun laws and the death penalty would still be useful...

But these ideas definitely have real world validity, independent of more abstract arguments for their them...

Now the issue I'm wrestling with...intellectually...is...

What comes next?...

What ideas can build on least possible necessary aggression to improve the underlying principles?...

I'll have to spend some time on that one...

In the meantime...as I watch the really important education policy debate around school choice, right now...

It's becoming clear to me that old fears and prejudices and bad ideas take a long time to die out...

School choice is a great idea, is the truth...for public schools as much as for charter schools, private religious schools, and private college preparatory schools...

And I don't care how it pans out...I don't care if there are public or private vouchers, public or private charters, religious or non-religious vouchers...whatever...

The fundamental idea that is good is that people who have freedom to choose their destinies...are more responsible for their destinies...and that is more important than any other principle at issue...

It's probably the most important lesson I teach and model for my kids...

And it is the lesson that each and all of us should be teaching and modeling for our children...

The truth is that most adults struggle with this, as much as most children...

But the only way to create a more responsible society...

Is to free it up, more...

Which we will do over time, I'm sure...despite the abyssmal situation, on this mark, in the country, right now, relative to a more genuinely free country...and a more relatively free world...

As I listen to the school choice debate in Kansas...which seems weighted against school choice, at this point...

I hear a lot of scared, less responsible, excuse-making adults...trying to rationalize both the failures in public schools...but also rationalize their own failures...

...politically...personally...professionally...and otherwise...

And I just don't have the patience for it any more...

When you suck...

Just admit it...

Don't spend a lot of time trying to make excuses for why you suck...

You know why?...

Because everyone knows that you suck...and you'll never argue you're way out of that one...

And in the meantime...

The only way you will get better...

Is by admitting it...

Not by making excuses for it...

And no matter what you try to do to avoid dealing with the fact that you suck...and your mistakes...

People will find out, I've learned from experience as much as anything else...

But the more you admit it...to yourself and to others...

The better opportunities you have for getting better...at whatever it is that you want/need to get better at...

And when I think about how long it took me to learn not only that lesson...

But all the lessons that came before and during and after...

It amazes me just how quickly people learn, at all...

Though the truth is...the only time when I feel some urgency that they learn the lesson...

Is when they're pushing me or someone I care about around...

Which is most people most of the time...

And generally getting better:):)...

Up until Eisenhower...it's been kind of lonely being so ahead of the curve on this one...

But finally I have friends and colleagues who are interested in my lead...

And not in always trying to drag me down...so they don't have to face their flaws...

Teachers...generally...are more honest people, than others...more honest with themselves and with each other...

And it makes for a much more decent place to work, I have to say:):)...

I've got a band performance to go to...

Hope everyone has a great weekend:):)...

Love,
Ben

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

When someone gave a shit...

You know why so many folks talk about college or school as the last time they felt more idealism or better about themselves and their lives?...

Because it is, too often...and so sadly...the last time that someone they worked with really gave a shit about them, I'm convinced...after working so many other jobs outside of schools, I think this is the reason why so many people have such fond memories of school, so often (though I do have friends who don't seem to have any time that they liked life, sadly)...

A barber I had expressed this sentiment about high school as much as so many of my friends express it about college...

And I think it's because, for so many folks...sadly...it is the last time they felt like people around them really gave a shit about them...

It's so sad that we create such a shitty world for adults...trying, vainly, to make it up by treating their children better, hopefully...

But I am damned lucky to work in that kind of place...

Where the kids and the teachers are people who people give a shit about, often enough...

My principal did something really nice for me, today, that I promised I wouldn't reveal...but I was just so touched that I finally had a boss who actually gave a shit about me as a human being...and not just as a employee...

It's been a long time since I've had that feeling...

Since I was a student, actually...

It's nice to be home, again...

Brandi bought this album for me...They Might Be Giants' "No!"...the first, that I know of, of TMBG's really terrific kids' albums:):):)...check it out when you get a chance...also...possibly their better kids' album...Here Come the ABC's...

And, of course...the ever-fun kids' musical...You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown...

Sweet dreams, everyone...

Love,
Ben

Being appreciative when frustrations run high...

Had an infuriating situation at school, today...

The special education teachers and paraprofessionals are concerned about the number of F's in some general education teachers' classes...

General education teachers feel like they can't pass people who don't meet their expectations for passing...

I'm going to side-step the political/legal maneuvering that seems to come up frequently in these situations...

And focus for a moment on the stuff that matters...

In all my discussions with teachers, I keep emphasizing that we all need to get on the same page...

Grades matter only insofar as they are meaningful indicators of how successful or not students are in their abilities to achieve academically...and...for a student to treat it meaningfully...no matter how much a shit that student is (which students can often be little shits)...they need to have some indication that teachers are committed to their success...and insofar as they are not...there is no reason for a student to take seriously the grade of someone who may or may not be clearly committed to their success...

I'm saying this to a teacher, this afternoon, infuriated with how much teachers keep avoiding the hard conversations with one another...and more infuriated with the million excuses that teachers of all stripes keep giving me...special education teachers wanting to call failure something prettier than failure...and general education teachers just failing to understand that without a clear commitment to a student's success -- and not just a persistent observation of their failure -- there is no reason for a student to take your grades or your classes seriously...

Meaning...no excuses...for students...or for teachers...

And today...I was completely at the end of my rope...listening to special education teachers making excuses for why kids are failing...and with general education teachers for making excuses for why they are not more clearly committed to all students' success...

As I told one teacher, today...I don't speak out of idealism, any more...I speak from results...my 1st and 2nd hour special education math class is one of the most well-behaved and on-task classes I work with...and it's not nairy-fairy idealism that got us there...it was a lot of hard work...and a persistent attitude that we were going to get there no matter what excuses I heard to the contrary...

And I just have so little patience listening to teachers' excuses for why they are not fully committed to student success...and stepping up, when the easy way would be to place the burden elsewhere...

And then...after time to reflect on it...I remember...

The teachers I'm working with are, generally, far more committed to these students' success than often the students are themselves...and though I am definitely fed up with the log-jam between special education teachers and general education teachers in my building, on this one (which will get resolved, I'm confident...I'm on it)...teachers don't do this work because they want kids to fail...

And I need to focus, right now, on recognizing and appreciating -- out loud, whenever possible -- on all the things that they are doing well to support students...and keep them focussed on doing those things and other ideas more and better...

My biggest mistake with grad school, I think...was that when I was watching my teacher lame out...that I just kind of lamed out with him...instead of focussing him on everything he was doing well to support me as a student...and to work, better, on supporting me and all his other students better, as well...

And I just wanted to see if I could do what I ended up doing...which is get some space and time to work on my own independent work...that many of the bureaucratic hurdles that my advisor kept his very low-minded focus on...kept getting in the way of my efforts to do...

But...as I look to finish my endorsement...and my Masters' degrees and Ph.D. if can and if I have to...though there is a part of me that thinks...if you can't see how powerful my ideas are, at this point...then perhaps I need to get into another line of business...

I think...what would it be like...to deal with a similar situation...with everything I know now...

To take responsibility for seriously improving the performance of a graduate school program...in the same way that I am taking on the responsibility of seriously improving the performance of a public middle school from within...as a lowly special education teacher...

A big responsibility to assume as a student, I know...but...my attitude, now, is...no excuses...when the going gets tough...the tough get the fuckin' work done...

And I just don't have time for excuses around that, anymore...when I don't know how to do something...I get my little ass on figuring it the fuck out so that the problem gets resolved...rather than waiting for someone else to deal with it...

I tried in grad school...as best as I could...and then some...I had just made too many mistakes, up till that point, I think, with an advisor who definitely seemed to hold a grudge...and that same teacher could just never straight that being a teacher means that you take responsibility for problems...not persistently lame out and blame them on your students...or on the rain, as the case may be...

But now...as then...I am the teacher...and I don't lame out...when something has to get done...I get it done...and keep getting it done...until it's taken care of...period...no excuses...end of story...

And that is how I've taken this special education math class...a situation with a lot of students who are there because of serious behavior problems...

And turned it into one of the most well-behaved and on-task, actively learning classes that I see during my school day...and one of the better classes I've ever worked with, period...high praise for a special ed class...

And I just don't have any tolerance for excuses on my part or anyone's part, any more...

If I want to break through this impasse between these teachers...

It will not only involve getting everyone on the same page...and talking about the problems openly and honestly...

It will involve reminding myself and other teachers of just how impressive and important their commitment to the school and life success of their students really is...

I have one teacher, in particular, who needs to hear how great her efforts are, tomorrow:)...and hopefully...help her see better...the efforts and improvements of her students as well:):)...

Have a great day, everyone:):)...

Love,
Ben

P.S. I got to get over this sore throat:):)...I've got more than a week till Christmas break...

Monday, December 12, 2005

A beer and some mutual idealism...

Today was one of those days...kids and teachers, both, tested my patience, today, more than I've ever had it tested at Eisenhower, yet...

My first two hours went brilliantly...I don't think those kids have ever been as on task and respectful as today...third and fourth hour with Ms. Budt went smoothly...

And then it was all downhill after that...

Teachers convinced that they're going to win futile battles to "make" kids behave...losing all the way...and not enough presence of mind, I suppose, to notice that something's not right...

And a couple of kids who are in an after school learning situation until their behavior can get under control...were the worst behaved I've seen Eisenhower students be in the entire time I've been here...

This is the time for a beer and some idealism...

When Brandi and I were in D.C...we'd be exhausted after long days at B'nai Brith or wherever we might be working, at that time...

And we'd go out for lunch in the park in downtown D.C...which is beautiful, if you get the chance:):)...

And go out for happy hours after work...Brandi could never skip a bargain:):):)...and happy hours combined two of her favorite loves:):):):)...alcohol...and bargain-shopping:):):)...

And lots of talking:):):)...purposeful, fun, high-minded talk...over beer and appetizers...the pay we made was not great, of course...

But the spirit of mutual idealism more than made up for its weight in salary...

I need a beer...and someone to pump me up after a long day at school...

I'm gonna go see what I can do:)...

Love,
Ben

Sunday, December 11, 2005

The 64 Billion Dollar Question...

Are you just completely fuckin' naive, you fuckin' lovey-dovey, peacenik, aw-ain't he swo nwice, dumbass motherfucker?...

To answer that question, I'll relate a conversation I had with a Lawrence police officer, today, as I was reporting checks I had that were stolen and forged on my account...for an amount that is far greater than what I had in my account...so I had to make a police report to take care of the checks written to a creditor...

The officer I dealt with was a really great guy...Myron Grady was his name...he's this guy who's had a tough background...who shared it with me...and, who, like me, understands the need to have an attitude of no excuses responsibility to get people on the better track...

Myron thinks the folks who fucked me should "have their asses kicked" as he said...and I can't say that I disagree:):)...but it was nice talking with a police officer who has a very similar attitude to mine, in terms of actually making a difference in this kind of situation...Myron clearly cares...and that matters...and it was nice to talk with an officer who actually cares...

Folks who were involved with this thing -- we have no clue if they actually did it...but, after I had let them borrow my car, they had accessed my house and claim that others who they let into the house had taken the checks, as a part of larger check-writing scheme...others that I've met and know to be much shadier characters -- but the folks involved are people I care about...

They aren't the nicest folks in the world, that's for sure...

They're your typical crack addicts, in a lot of ways...though, to be fair...they are making genuine efforts to kick the crack...they're nice enough, some of the time, at least...they live like children...one of them has two jobs and a daughter...the other has a son and no job and occassionally shows an inclination to get a job...they live for now...and their friends live for now...for the next high...for the next lay...for whatever is happening right now...

They are also human beings...and, at some level, friends...who I care about...who also seem to be making painfully slow progress doing something more productive with their lives...it's so slow that I can hardly stand it most of the time...but they make it...slowly...

And part of my commitment as a human being...nevertheless as a teacher...and a policy scholar...and someone who, generally, wants to make a difference in this world, is that I stick by people...even the less savory folks in the world...without, as much as possible, now that I'm older and more savvy about these things, being drug down into their messes...

I am a strong son-of-a-bitch...I have, frankly, never met anyone stronger than me, emotionally...and so I can be patient with situations like this...

But...my experience with these folks, in particular, has taught me that being in and out of jail for much of their lives has not helped these folks very much...and I know I've made a difference, as small and slow as that difference seems to have been...and as much as it feels like a pretty overwhelming burden, sometimes, doing the hard work and having cynical sons-a-bitches carping at me without better solutions...

I'm not a martyr...when they fucked me, they lost privileges to my house and my car...they have to earn the trust back...and they are working on it...

I am not naive about them or others, generally, I don't think...I don't know everything you're doing...but I know, better, who is engaged in fucked up shit and who is not...

And I'm explaining to this officer...who has totally been where I'm at, right now...who has family that he cares about that he wants to make better choices...

That I just can't give up..no matter how many people do...no matter how much shit people give me...no matter what...I can't...I won't...

I am stronger than most people...and my love is more genuinely unconditional than most people...

That doesn't mean that I won't intervene...or say anything...or do anything...it just means that I will find the least aggressive means possible to encourage/move/inspire/whatever the fuck/and if I have no other option to fuckin' force your lame fuckin' ass in the better direction...

Like Officer Grady...I have come to terms with the fact that I can't force folks to stop fuckin' up...Myron worked as a parol officer for a while...and left for a reason I completely understand...because he got tired of caring about people more than they care about themselves...goddamn did I understand that one...

But it's clear that Myron still cares quite a bit, really...and so do I...and that's why I don't give up on people...no matter what...period...

Because I have become completely clear...that giving up on people...has everything to do with why the most fucked up shit in the world happens...and goddamn if I am tired of that same fuckin' stupid cycle...and I am ready for it to end...

I will give our relationship a break...I'll make my car or house or whatever off-limits, when I need to...

But I won't give up...ever...ever...ever...ever...
ever...ever...ever...ever...ever...ever...ever...

When does Mr. Sutherland give up on you, my kids might ask someday?...

Never...period...

And that is the only right answer to that question...unless you're overtly and inescapably threatening my life or the lives of others...in which case, your life will be in danger from me...but I will do everything I can to avoid the latter...

And the truth is that I've been fucked over more times by friends -- better friends and not-as-great-of-friends -- more times than I could ever count in my life...and I have fucked up plenty, too, in my life...

And my friends are all goddamn lucky (and I am, too) that I haven't/don't/won't give up on any of them...any of them...period...ever...ever...ever...

No matter how much the ungrateful shitheads they are, often, take advantage of me...

Who is the big man in these parts?...me...and why...because I am the one motherfucker that you know will never give up on you...ever...

No matter how much you fuck me or others...though there are always consequences to our actions...natural ones...that we can all learn to deal with in the meantime...

And as Officer Grady says...when you've chosen that, freely...and you know there's no turning back...as I have...and as Officer Grady clearly has...each of us has to prove ourselves every day...but some people you can just tell are more genuine in that commitment than others...Myron is one of those people...Phoenix, my friend in the army, is another one of those friends...you can just tell who the stronger people are and who the weaker people are...and these are two of the stronger people...as well as a million friends I have...Myron and Phoenix are two of my law enforcement/military friends who are of this stronger ilk...

The fact is...that for all the shit I get for just how clear I am about what unconditional love means to me and those I care about -- which is everyone, at some level -- in my life...

I am stronger than most people...by far...including and especially the stupid, dumbass macho motherfuckers I've always got trying to prove just how tough they are at my expense...and if you need me to prove that physically...I can do that too...

It was nice talking with Myron, today...to commune about what it meant to be a man...a real man...someone who wears their hearts on their sleeves...who'll kick your ass if you need it...but who only do that if they absolutely have to...because they know, better, what will help and what won't...

I don't know if my professors have figured it out yet...or if most folks over 40 have figured it out, yet...but this generation...just like theirs...just like every generation before this generation...and just like every generation after it...meaning the kids I teach...

We will be defining what it means to be a man...to be a grown-up...to be a decent human being...better than the generation, previously...

And that became so clear to me talking with Myron...

I've been reading Hobbes, again, today...he's brilliant...I'm totally caught up in my passion about his brilliance, his courage, as I'm reading him and C.B. MacPherson's introduction to the copy of Leviathan that Melissa owns aloud to Melissa...

He invents political science...civil philosophy, as he calls it...

And he totally fuckin' reinvents the entire fuckin' human race, as a consequence...

I'm telling Melissa...that I totally don't get Hobbes when I was in undergrad reading Leviathan in Dr. Ericson's Modern Political Theory class...

I was a big John Stuart Mill and John Locke and Jacques Rousseau fan, more than any of the other authors we read...

It's both ironic and appropriate that I would find him during a cynical push on the left for power in America...

For non-policy folks...

Hobbes is the theorist of security, essentially...life, according to Hobbes, is "nasty, brutish, and short"...and government's responsibility to is keep people secure from the vagaries of life...

I didn't get him in college because, like most college students, I was looking for greater and greater freedom...and kind of took my security...the work done by law enforcement and military folks...for granted...

I don't take that security for granted any more...I take it seriously...and know that it is irrevocably tied up with mine and everyone else's ever expanding freedoms...

And now I get Hobbes...

And just how important is was for this Englishman to write a tract that would define the idea of political science...as a secular study and as a study of one of the most important bodies in modern life and the life of our civilization...government...that was independent of religion...as Protestants and Catholics in his own country ravaged the nation with civil war...over the ultimately destructive and futile question of which ruling power should retain that power...manipulating the country with the question of whether Protestantism or Catholicism was the best religion to lead their country...

And as my own country is wracked by a political war by various ruling parties manipulating the country about who...liberals or conservatives...Democrats or Republicans...should lead the country...which is the right ruling party...in a country predicated on the notion of self-governance, rather than a ruling elite...

I wonder, too, what will convince my fellow countrymen and fellow citizens of the world...that self-governance is created by each of them...as citizens, primarily...and by government, only secondarily...a thesis I'm not convinced that Hobbes would agree with...but which is very much in line with his same concerns in the 16th Century...

Sitting and talking with Myron today...I was never more honored to be doing the work that I do...to be answering the questions that I am answering...to be building the kind of world that I would like to see built...

Thanks to Myron...for being such a decent cop...and reminding me of just how important that job is to all of our security...

And thanks to Thomas Hobbes...for changing the world...and to him and Myron for helping to assure my security...as I aspire to do the same...

Love,
Ben

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Wierd dream and Valerie Plame...

I just woke up...I had this really crazy dream...

I met up with Brandi for the first time in a long time...and kind of spent the day together...

Like my other ex-girlfriend, Jenny...Brandi had gotten all slimmed down...and hottied out...too slim...it was like this really terrible impression of someone you've really respected...

And the whole day...she keeps using the word "totalitarian," strangely...referring to people around her, like "this woman is so totalitarian"...repeatedly...and really badly...

And she's trying to score some drugs from one of the guys we meet during our day...and I'm not sure, but it doesn't sound to me like they're scoring weed...

She's distracted...and inconsiderate...

The last time I saw Brandi she almost literally didn't talk the entire time...we went to a coffee shop in Kansas City I had been to before, once, with an ex-girlfriend and a very good friend, Rachel...she ordered coffee, I imagine, since she loves the stuff, and I ordered hot chocolate or something, since I'm not a big fan...

And we sat at this table...and this girl who I could never have shut up had my life depended on it...she almost literally didn't talk the entire time...

It was really heartbreaking...

Such a crazy dream...

I don't know...I guess I've just seen so many friends get sucked into lives that are kind of meaningless in a lot of ways...maybe I'm just anticipating it with Brandi...

It's hard to maintain a more purposeful life when there are so many people to discourage you...so many of my professors, especially my advisor, who had given up on that kind of purpose quite a bit, if he ever really had it, lose some of it...Tom had it/has it, I'm sure...I'm just not sure how strongly...I can never tell...lots of people give up their sense of purpose, in part or in whole...

But something tells me that I won't find out, soon...the next time I'll see Brandi, I suspect, is when I invite her to my wedding or when she contacts me...neither of which are likely to happen soon, I don't think...

I hope the best for her, though...she is still working at the YWCA, as far as I know, in Kansas City...so she's still doing non-profit work...and business development is important work to fundraise money for such efforts...

The great thing about non-profits in the non-profit market is that either they raise money...or they don't get their bills paid...a lesson that public schools could learn, better, in the coming generation, I think...though doing so in cynical times like these has got to be something of a minor hell...

Two of Valerie Plame's CIA friends, Vincent Cannastraro and Larry Johnson, believe that the Administration outed Valerie out of spite and political revenge...

Valerie Plame's Last Day at the CIA...

...which, if true -- but still yet to be confirmed, in my mind -- would be a particularly low point in recent American politics, I think...I still give Libby and Rove the benefit of the doubt that they were trying to clarify a discussion of who sent Joseph Wilson on his trip to Niger without intent to "get" Wilson or Plame...but if that's not true...if Rove or Libby were trying to get Wilson or Plame...this is a much darker story of political ambition and how far some will go to pursue it...

But that has to be proven, first...

I don't know what I can or can't expect from the Bush Administration, unfortunately...I want to believe I could trust them...but they've played so many power games with so many people, I can't tell anymore...Democrats have as well, at this point, to be fair...so it's hard to know who you can trust in Washington, these days (maybe most days...but some days are definitely better than others...and these last 5 years or so have been a particularly bad time for all politicians in Washington, Democrat and Republican)...that doesn't bode well for them...I'm something of a best case scenario, I think, in terms of presumption of innocence...I hope, for Libby's and Rove's sakes...and for Valerie's sake...this thing didn't go down like that...because it's a shameful episode in American political history if it did...

And one that we -- including Libby and Rove, if it's true -- will rebound from...and move on:)...

I so much better understand something like this, at this point in my life...how something can be forgiveable...and still bad...I hadn't fucked anything up really badly until I was a young adult...and now that I have, and with some distance, I can see it better, now...which makes me all the more sensitive to it...and forgiving, too...in part, because I could and needed to forgive myself...and, in part, because I know just how fucked up parts of the world -- even in our own backyards -- look like when people don't/won't forgive...

And I also understand why so many young people do and would fuck up...both out of lack of experience with doing so, as was definitely my case...

But also because there's this breeding ground for it among older adults...most of whom have lost their fire, in some way...and spend an awful lot of time convincing young people that they will lose theirs, as well...or relying on young people to somehow give them their fire back...

We're all responsible for our fuck-ups...but the environment that we've created, thusfar, for that kind of situation...and serious need for it to change if we want people's behavior to change...helps me understand it, better...and forgive it more easily...until everyone learns how to do that better...and as long as people choose not to...then the big people in the world will have to carry that on their backs until the more petty people learn to carry their load...

Now that I know how petty so many people are...most people are...the prospect that they might lead the world...is both laughable...and a pretty sad, pathetic thing to imagine...

Leadership is for big people...and most people are just not up for the challenge, really...everyone wants to be important...but far fewer people want to earn it...and it's not earning it that make them not worthy of it...

Progress is like crossing the English Channel...

The English Channel...at Wikipedia...

There are lots of ways to do it...the easiest likely being swimming from Dover to Calais...

There's plenty of room to flail around in the water, while you find your way...

But, ultimately, there's only way across...

Across...

Most people in life swim the channel hoping for an easier route than the hard job of just swimming it...

But...eventually...they just have to swim it...

And, luckily...in life...the way across is broad...and always getting broader...

But that is the nature of human progress...that it makes as much room for as many people as possible...

Dar Williams is someone in the music world who has earned her place more...it's not record sales that earn your way in this world...and when you hear Dar, you'll know...when you get a chance...check her out...

For those of you in snow-covered areas:):)...enjoy the snow:):):)...

Love,
Ben

On not giving up...

I'm reading Just Rose's blog, tonight...

Just Rose...Anonymous Rowhouse...

Which...if you haven't...you should...Rose really is one of the most beautiful young writers you will ever read...I mean that...she's really very good...and insightful...and she's well-loved for good reason...

She's writing about so many great things...you just got to check it out...

And she has this really beautiful post about her mom...who died when she was much younger...

Rose writes about her mom, a lot...it's really awesome...you should definitely check it out...and about dealing with the grief of having her mom pass...it's so powerful to read someone write about that process as open-hearted as Rose does...someone who is/has clearly been dealing with those feelings openly and honestly...not a common thing to do, I'm learning...

And when I'm done...I'm not just left with the feeling of reading someone who feels like a really good friend, even though I've never met her...

I realize that what Rose does...and I try to do...that so many people fail to do...

Is to take...all the pain...all the difficulties...all the hardship...

And open up her's and all of our hearts, despite all of it...

Rose's example is what true courage looks like...

It is so easy...and all so common...to face the hardships of the world...and to shut down...and stay inside one's little shell...seeking the illusion of safety in that shell...which never provides it...it just dulls one's experience of life...which can be aided by other substances...weed...alcohol...all kinds of drugs...taking it out on others...bullying others...sex...money...and all the things that money can buy...attention and fame...all kinds of shit can help fuel that illusion...and if you're really lucky...you can turn out like folks like Michael Jackson or O.J. Simpson and completely detach yourself from reality...with pretty serious consequences for you and everyone around you...

Or you can do what folks like Rose or I do...

Which is you can work at opening up...and deal with all that pain more openly...and stop rationalizing why you've been such a prick while failing to do that...

Abraham Maslow asks the question in one of his books (I think the Farthest Reaches of Human Nature)...with a picture of children when they're very young...and another picture of tired, suspicious adults on a subway system...with the caption:

"What happened?"...

And now I think I know what happens...

Some people...like Rose...they don't give up...they just keep opening up...and finding new courage to face the new day...and trying, better, to understand the world as they move through it...

And others...just kind of give up...

They just kind of lame out...and give into all kinds of cowardice and smallness...and fears and cynicism that results from all that laming out...that habit of quitting when the going gets tough...

I have so many friends like this, I can hardly count them all...

Most of my friends have never lived through something as difficult as having their mother die...or a parent die...some of my friends have...some of my friends have neither parent in their lives...

But when faced with the option of shutting down...which I know, too...because it's so damned hard to open up when something really painful happens to you...and that I've had happen to me too many times in my life to count...

Someone like Rose decides to still open up...to face the pain...the best she can...and to be strong for herself and others, authentically...not some tough, macho, bullshit strong...that fragile little bitches who are too afraid to deal with pain engage in...

But real strength...that someone with real heart demonstrates...like Rose...

Why people try to satisfy themselves with this kind of fragility and cowardice and the pettiness that inevitably comes with it I will never understand...because they're afraid, I'm sure...because they'd rather put off the pain, today, so that they can try to forget about it till tomorrow...except tomorrow never comes...because they think it's easier to just keep putting it off...smoke some weed...drink 10 or 12 beers...and try to forget about it...

Or to work as much as possible...to forget about it...maybe earn a vacation...or two...or three...to go somewhere...and try to forget all that pain...

But the nice thing about someone like Rose...is that she doesn't get stuck under her shell...not for long, at least...

She just keeps coming out...and sharing herself with the rest of us...

And if you visit her comments...you'll see that people really appreciate her coming out:)...

And that's what courage really looks like...it's not getting lost underneath all your fears and anger and hatred and pain...

Courage is facing all that shit...and yourself...and feeling all that pain...just long enough to let it go...

When I broke up with Brandi...I started studying Zen Buddhism for awhile...a great friend of mine, Dewang Dixit, invited me to a Zen temple one Sunday and we just kept going back...and I remember sitting in that temple, one day, with a bunch of other quiet strangers...and deciding, one day, that I was going to try the advice of our Zen leader...and just sit with the pain...just feel it...and not run away from it...

And I remember how painful it was...how totally, overwhelmingly painful it was...how it must have shown on my face or something...because both people beside me and the person across from me all kept getting up and walking around, some, they were so uncomfortable with whatever they were dealing with, I imagine...

And slowly...over a very long period of time...it got less painful...it was still senseless tragedy...our break-up...but it was manageable tragedy...and something I learned from...and kept learning from...and that I was, eventually, able to put more or less behind me...after many years of sitting with that pain...and keep opening my heart to...

But what I love about Rose...and I was just writing to her...

Is how she keeps sharing about it...how sharing it doesn't mean that you're stuck in it...it just means that it meant a lot to you...and you want others to know just how much it meant to you...since you can't share just how much it meant/means to you with the person who's not there for you, any more...

And how sharing it is a sign of strength...no matter how much the more fragile friends and family you have keep misindentifying it as weakness...so difficult a time do they have dealing with the pain in their own lives...and, if Rose's experience is anything like mine...who are constantly trying to get you to shut up about the painful experiences in your life...since it reminds them of all of the painful experiences in their lives that they have been so foolishly and dysfunctionally trying to forget and lose underneath layers of drugs or alcohol or work or money or sex or whatever to get them through their otherwise too often miserable existences...

Courage is not bullying people...

Courage...real courage...is what Rose does...to carry an open heart...even when it's not popular or in vogue...especially for people over 18...who waste an enormous amount of my and their energy trying to convince me that I should be just as cynical and afraid and insecure and bullshitting myself and others as they are...

I'm tired of all the hate and fear and anger dominating everything...bullying everyone all the time...I'm done with it...we're moving on...because I say so...and because it's better for us, that way...

I realize, now...thinking about Thomas Hobbes' work in a similar light...

That Hobbes is this very similar dude...in 17th Century England...who is living through a similarly fucked up time...religious warfare among Protestants and Catholics that has ravaged the country...and left only destruction in its wake...

And who is similarly saying, "Enough is enough...we are not going to keep having the same stupid, destructive, meaningless fight...we are moving on"...

And so he writes Leviathan...as the first real attempt to make a secular account of government and governing...so politics and government is not left to the religious bullies of his day...

So some alternative exists...to all that destructive nonsense...

It's brilliant, if you haven't read it...Hobbes' Leviathan...and in that historical context...it is terribly courageous...and I so appreciate the courage it took to write it...

John Locke...and Jacques Rousseau...and John Stuart Mill...and Alexis DeToqueville (someone who I think modern political theory classes should study, now, though my really excellent class with David Ericson at Wichita State did not cover DeToqueville) get it better, along the way, I think...

But Hobbes is brilliant for his time...trying to find some fundamental understanding of government...that doesn't require an appeal to anyone's God...so that some sort of political order can be established that didn't require adherence to any particular faith...Catholic, Protestant, or otherwise...

Amidst the religious and political cynicism and corresponding war and destruction of his time...

But to do that...you have to have courage...the courage to open up your heart...even when others choose to let their hearts slip and fall and remain stuck...

And Rose is the type of person who has that kind of courage...and it's pretty impressive to see it when it comes around...

Rose is someone who not only doesn't give up...but who thrives despite adversity...not using it as an excuse for not gathering that type of strength...

And she doesn't do it with any particular expertise...or ideology or political orientation, really...

She just has heart...

And in the end...that's really what matters...

Just Rose...Anonymous Rowhouse...

Check her out when you get a chance:):):)...

Love,
Ben

Friday, December 09, 2005

My Christmas dilemna...

It's just sinking in for me, now, that this is the Christmas season...

I think it's because I've been broke for a while, now...and so I haven't been able to think about buying gifts...

I'll get my first paycheck on the 15th, I believe...so I can pay off some bills...and hopefully do something...even something small...for folks for Christmas...maybe used books, again, for folks...I've got a whole bunch of books that we got at the library sale...and I got Brandi and her family books, the year after we broke up, that she didn't want at the time and hasn't claimed when I've offered them to her...so I think I can safely give them away to others, at this point...though the Wichita State hat I bought is hers...so she can claim that when she's ready...

I've been following all of the Christmas controversies in the news...watching Fox News with my uncle on Thanksgiving...and on a largely liberal chatboard I frequent, the EZBoard International Debate forum...

And...my only really important thought on the whole matter...

Do we really have to fight over Christmas?...

How hard is it, really, for us to just love one another and celebrate that love for people who do or even those who don't really embrace the meaning of holidays like Christmas and Hanukah (though High Holy Days are the real celebration in Jewish tradition, I've gathered from many years with a very Jewish family) and Kwanzaa and Solstice and any other holidays around this season?...

I told my friends on this chatboard that fighting about Christmas is like using the birth of your newborn as an excuse to fight with your spouse about what you're going to call him or her...my parents did this...twice...so lost were they in their fighting, generally...

And at some level...aren't you like...it's Christmas...it's not the Alito nomination...

Isn't there any time when we can just put aside the politics and remember why people care about the politics, so much, supposedly...

Because we care about one another...

Christians and the Pagans was the song that made me a Dar Williams fan...if you haven't heard it...this is the season to listen to it, apparently, when you get a chance...

"The Christians and the Pagans sit together at the table...finding faith and common ground the best that they were able...just before the meal was served...hands were held and prayers were said...sending hope for peace on earth...to all their gods and goddesses"...

Brandi was the best person I knew to bring people together around these holidays...she would invite all the political science students at Wichita State she knew to the political science lounge...and we would light the menorah, together, and sing Hanukah songs that I still remember and will likely sing this year, as well, as I celebrate Hanukah along with Christmas...

Forgive my lousy spelling of the English transliteration of the Hebrew...

Baruk-atah-adonai-elohanu-melak-halem-asher-kidishanu-bomitzvotah-vitzivanu-laha-vekner-shel-Hanukah

Wikipedia gives a better one...

Barukh atah Adonai, Elohaynu, melekh ha-olam, asher kid'shanu b'meetzvotav v'tzeevanu l'had'lik ner shel hanukah.

Now I'll have a reference for celebrating Hanukah this year:):)...

Merry Christmas, everyone...Happy Hanukah...Happy Kwanzaa...Happy Solstice...and Happy Holidays...

Love,
Ben

Responsibility vs. control...and least possible necessary aggression...

A second snow day, today...the roads are pretty icy and snowy, so I'll be home, today, doing plenty of school-work...and cleaning house...and blogging...

Dovetailing the last two entries...and with my dissapointment with how often adults confuse control of children with promoting responsibility...which are not only two distinct things...but the one, controlling young people, often, especially in teen years, hampers responsibility rather than promoting it...meaning it is counterproductive to the important goal of promoting responsibility...

I wanted to spend a little time talking about how the legacy of control has hurt peoples' growth and development...and why people in free countries and who learn and grow in more free conditions are more responsible, generally...

The problem in more traditional and modern societies which use more control and individuals and institutions in those societies that use more control is that control gets rationalized for its own sake, even when it clearly is not promoting responsible behavior...

From the perspective of more tribal and traditional Iraqi communities...killing a girl accused of rape is the way to send the message to other girls that pre-marital and extra-marital sex will not be tolerated...seems like pretty fucked up reasoning to me...but I've heard pretty fucked up reasoning in the U.S. to explain similarly bad ideas on preventing pre-marital and extra-marital sex in the modern societies who reason that, "Well, at least we're not as bad as such-and-such society"...a pretty lame and low bar if you ask me...

And all of which obscures the legitimate issue of wanting to promote responsible sexual behavior...which is clearly not promoted in traditional societies who ignore the clearly irresponsible crime of rape (if the sex described involves a lack of consent) and rationalize the killing of a girl who is raped...or even, obviously, a girl who has pre-marital sex...

But much of the reason why folks in the United States and in the democratic world, generally...at least the Anglo and European democratic world...see this issue so differently than the members of the traditional communities who allow for "honor killings" is because we have a very different and much more functional idea of responsibility...which is premised on individual responsibility...and which can only be supported with freedom, rather than with control...

Societies that rationalize "honor killings" have layers and layers of control to prevent premarital sex...because they don't conceive of individual responsibility in the same way we do...responsibility doesn't entail freedom of individual choice, freedom of individual thought, and a more open discussion and debate about individual thoughts and choices in the same way that it does in more modern and democratic countries...

They believe, wrongly, that it is something they can control, and coerce, and make our baser human nature and mistakes of that same nature go away...which isn't possible...never has been...never will be...never has worked in the past...and why people stubbornly and perpetually think it will go away in their own generation is beyond me...except for romantic notions, that folks pretty consisently carry with them, that there really was a time, somewhere, somehow, when those mistakes were not made...or when that baser behavior did not take place...a romantic idea that is promoted by the denial and secrecy around such behavior that necessarily goes on the more closed a group, or community, or institution, or society is...

And giving people that freedom...which is necessary for their functioning...especially in Western societies that expect it, more...necessarily involves giving them the freedom to do things we disapprove of...and, sometimes...often...this is because we, ourselves, don't know how the debates and discussions about what is good and bad behavior are going to totally come out...and because we presume, rightly, that individuals have a better idea of their own self-interest than do others...and...because freedom does a much better job of promoting more genuinely responsible behavior than does control...by far...and all the indicators are in comparisons between societies, like Iraq, pre-or post-war that use more control, and societies, like the U.S., that use less control...

Which are all presumptions in a free and open society...because we are all more accustomed to that society and its presumptions than are folks in more traditional, closed, and controlling societies...

Which is what keeps them all so stuck in so many ways...

Responsibility...involves freedom...and learning...on the part of the individual...not control...

Control frustrates the learning of responsibility...because it doesn't allow for the open discussion and debate about what responsible behavior looks like...which helps promote responsibility and a better idea of what it looks like...

People do it, more, I think, the more stupid and foolish they are...and the less they like being challenged...which, at some level, is all of us...all of us...no exceptions on that one...but which challenge is just part of learning and life...especially in freer, more democratic, more modern societies...

Maybe, I wonder, sometimes, people who are more cynical about the use of power and control...maybe they just never experienced a more free and responsibility-promoting situation so they would know the difference...

But then I remember than many of my friends and family and others who believe in more control have generally gone to a public school or a public university where control is still too often used...but where it happens less than in likely any other insitution in American society, at least...

There are plenty of bad public schools, at least...and some bad public university experiences...where control is used, still, too much...

But why people come to the utterly stupid conclusion that the lack of control and the freedom in those insitutions is responsible for their own or others' failures in those institutions (a long excuse for their failures that misses the fundamental point...that they are responsible for their behavior and their lives) is beyond me...

But then...so many people use that excuse...that total failure in reasoning about their failures in school and in life...

To rationalize doing the same stupid, goddamn thing all over again with their own children...which just creates the same goddamn problem...

I see teachers make this mistake, too, some...but not nearly as much as less educated folks...

And in American and Western societies, at least...much of it does seem tied to whether people successfully learn the lesson that they are responsible for their lives and they make free choices with that responsibility...which is totally complicated by efforts to control people, which are constantly being argued against by those who do not want to seem them punished or hurt, which not only is painful for those individuals, often...and can often be a large and total waste of time...but which are, ironically, totally counterproductive to having people take responsibility for their behavior...

But we just keep doing it...again...and again...and again...

Meaning...we are irresponsible in our efforts in promoting responsibility...

And we will not be responsible for that failure...

Until we figure out...that it is our desire to control people that is what is counterproductive to our efforts to promote more responsible behavior...

And that a better idea of what more responsible behavior looks like...cannot even happen...outside of a free and open discussion and debate about what it might look like...with respect for peoples' choices, in the meantime...

I, frankly, don't know why people keep fucking this one up, generation after generation...

We know the right direction...generally...freedom...

But we just can't quite believe that it's the right direction...

Because we reason (poorly)..."Well, freedom is what allows for all those mistakes...so surely we don't want too much freedom"...

But freedom was not what allowed for all those mistakes...repression...which keeps a lid on open discussions of behavior...creates the ground for mistakes of human nature...mistakes of human nature have happened and continue to happen and will continue to happen long after all of us are dead, I'm sure...happen because of the lack of engaged, responsible discussion and learning about those mistakes...and once mistakes happen, learning can still take place...if people learn to treat them as mistakes...and work progressively toward more ideal relationships...

But...for whatever reasons...in large part because of the same repression, I think...both individually and as a community...people choose to stay stuck in their fears...and the control that comes with those fears...rather than to face them and to engage in the learning that comes with facing those fears...

And "honor killings" are just one consequence of that very long line of very poor reasoning...

It's all so goddamn stupid...and foolish...and tragic...that people just can't come to terms with the fact that people -- of all ages -- are going to do things that we and they disapprove of...give them the freedom to do so...and encourage them and discuss with them how to make better decisions...except when physical violence or force is literally involved...in which case force must be used to intervene...

And the relative degree of asshole in every culture...is based in large degree on how much or how little challenge one authentically can take and accept in one's life...

"Honor killings" reflect a culture and a community and family members who accept very little challenge, at all, to their thinking...

And there are all relative kinds and degrees of assholes from there...

And for whatever reasons...so many people...in the U.S...and in Europe...and all over the world...satisfy themselves with being less assholes than the folks who engage in things like "honor killings"...

Rather than trying to figure out what is involved with being a more thoughtful, decent person...

Why?...

Why do people...for whatever foolish reasons...see being an asshole...as some kind of legitimate alternative to being a more thoughtful, decent human being?...

I don't know...

But I watch it happen all the time...

People...especially people with less education...constantly rationalizing...why being an asshole is just a part of being an adult...or why it's the only way to survive...or why it's just the way things are...or a million fuckin' stupid rationalizations for why they're such pricks...

At some level...I think schools and universities and other places of learning...and places of employment...and other important institutions...legal, military, political, financial, and other institutions...fail people in this respect...

But...at some level...it cannot change...until people stop clamoring for more control...more punishment...which creates an environment that involves less discussion...less debate...less open airing of differences...and, as a consequence, less genuine and honest responsibility...

The only answer...is to do what is being done at places like Eisenhower...which is to raise the expectation for everyone...

And to make the discussions more free and open...by only engaging in force and control when it is absolutely needed, as much as possible...with limitations, of course, for what is possible, in the moment...not as an abstraction...but as a reality...

What gives me confidence that we'll get there...even during what I think are darker times for freedom, in so many ways...

Is that we just keep getting there...totally independent of and constructively promoted by the wishful thinking of freedom-loving peoples everywhere...

Least restrictive environment did not just come about as a principle -- that I'm learning, especially in the group homes for people with disabilities that I've worked in...and probably in special education classrooms, as well...I'm sure I have my own issues in my own classroom to look at...is not practiced as well in reality...

The principle of least restrictive environment did not just come about as a principle out of coincidence...and it certainly didn't come about because radicals in special education, like my advisor, twisted everyone's arms to make it so:):):)LOL:):):)...it came about because it became clearer, both, I think, the abuses involved with the use of force...and because of the opportunities that came with freer, more engaged, more responsible efforts to promote the learning and involvement of people with disabilities in everyday community life...and because a lot of very smart people studied and observed and debated and discussed the idea...and it just made more sense...

But it's clear to me, too...that everyone is subject to control issues that prevent this kind of engagement...including more free-thinking intellectuals and scholars...

I remember I had this conversation with a professor of mine in grad school...who was passing around a petition to ban some sort of gambling...and my professor was arguing that poor people should be prevented from gambling to prevent them from pissing all their money away...

And I'm thinking...

I've got a grandma in Wichita...and a whole truckload of family...that are not terribly rich, that's for sure...and have loved gambling, I would bet, as I have, from back in the days when they were poor...and I don't see what gives anyone the presumption that they know better how she or any of us or anyone should or shouldn't spend their own money...especially when gambling has been a really important part of my grandma's life...she's a known regular in Las Vegas, when she's able to go, these days...and since learning and playing bingo and poker and a whole load of card games are some of my favorite childhood memories with my grandma and the Sutherland family, generally...

And I've had plenty of experience with professors to know...that even though freedom of inquiry and engagement is the mainstay of the scholarly community...that it is a community with plenty of control freaks, just like any other group...not as much, at all, as in other places I've worked or spent time...but still lots of control issues operating in the often insane departmental and school politics of universities...

Which was the major issue I had -- and openly expressed -- with my advisor...which pissed him off quite a bit, as you can imagine...but which I just couldn't not talk about because it loomed so huge in our relationship...

Why can't we see that this is what fucks things up, so much of the time?...

Because we're afraid...because we have to be "right"...because we just couldn't imagine what life would be like if we weren't afraid or "right"...

Whether it's political correctness...or scholarly correctness...or legalism...or the random rules of a corporate environment or of whatever random jurisdiction we might live in or whatver...MLA...APA...standard punctuation...whatever...

Our desire for rules...and control...rather than the use and development of more sound judgment...and the open and free thought and engagement to promote that kind of judgment and responsibility...

Is just foolish...and a game that the more scared and petty and small-minded among us...keep imposing on everyone else...

And I am tired of seeing it rationalized...while those who favor more freedom to make important judgments about their lives...and who take free and open and engaged thought more seriously...quietly dissent...and openly dissent, when there is space for dissent...afraid that our dissent will be mischaracterized as endorsement of bad behavior or more irresponsible behavior...or as some kind of utopian notion that people will stop making bad choices with more freedom...though I do think that people will make better choices with more freedom...and argument that Abraham Maslow makes quite well, I think, is his work...especially in the Farther Reaches of Human Nature...

So...the important question for me...is whether we are going to continue to be drug down by the cynicism and self-fulfilling prophecy and vicious cycle of control and coercion and the imposition of will, when it interferes with individuals learning to make responsible choices in their lives...or whether we are going to finally, possibly, in this generation, hopefully, to learn our lesson...and to give it up...

Because...as far as I can tell...though most people do want to impose their will on others, in some capacity...

One thing that most people seem to agree on...is that might doesn't make right...that an imposition doesn't actually make one right...it just makes more powerful, in the moment...even though I've encountered many parents, bosses, teachers, and others who would like to make their imposed will mean the end of an argument or a challenge or a difference...

Generally...

People know...at some level, I think...that right is not decided by an imposition...that the discussion and the argument still goes on...

And it goes on...because imposition and control doesn't work...

It just takes the argument underground...under our breaths...under each others' radar screens...out of out sight and out of mind...

Why responsible people think it's better to have the differences aired -- either verbally or communicated or in actions that we disagree about -- out of sight and out of mind rather than with more open discussion and knowledge of what is being thought and done, I have no clue...

And I don't think most people who behave this way...including me...when and if I might behave this way in a classroom...know why either...I don't think they/we think much about it, at all, frankly...

Just as many of those who act more irresponsibly...which is all of us, at some level...often don't think through about why they do what they do, very well, either...

So much still to write about...that I'm just not sure that I've been clear enough, yet, about in my writing...

Why I care deeply about poverty and wealth equity, and still believe that voluntary efforts and low taxation (and if there is the possibility of a world where people voluntarily support government efforts, I think that would be best...though I agree...we have to walk carefully on that one) and community efforts are far better, more effective, and more likely to deal with serious issues of poverty and wealth equity in communities...

Why I think more decent and humane treatment of military personell, both within the military and in court-marshalling, would promote a healthier, more effective, stronger military force...

Why divorce and marriage counseling and other means of pursuing the idea of happiness and love in romantic and parental relationships is and has been good for children, including children of divorce...and how we might create stronger, more resilient, more freely-committing couples and families out of that legacy...

Why similar resiliency can be and is often derived out of economic dislocation that strengthens our ability to deal with issues in the workplace...and in our careers...

And, generally...how more genuine strength -- emotionally, intellectually, and otherwise -- is derived best with more freedom, rather than more control...

I'm reading several great books, right now...one of them is a conservative scholarly text called Posterity Lost, by Richard Gill, which was a text in a education history class I took with Dr. Ray Hiner when I was in grad school, which I recommend that folks check out...

I'm disagreeing with much of Gill's analysis, at this point...where Gill sees golden ages in history and tragedy in the contemporary American family...I see problems that have never really abetted, no matter the romanticizing of the past...and opportunity to strengthen the family...and many American families taking that opportunity seriously, no matter, I'm sure, the many well-intentioned and often well-founded doubts or concerns of folks like Gill...w

Where Gill takes for granted the freedom that has helped families face, more honestly, dysfunctionalities and issues that go unaddressed, I take that freedom and the opportunities to improve family relationships much more seriously...where that freedom shakes and challenge Gill's faith in the Idea of Progress, as he calls it (Gill argues that it is this freedom and the uncertainty that accompanies it that shakes our faith in the Idea of Progress...but I more suspect that it is Gill's faith in progress that is shaken, somewhat, by that freedom)...that same freedom substantially and seriously strengthens my faith in that same progress...

I share Gill's concerns...but I think the freedom expressed by families creates opportunities that may or may not be taken...but which create much more opportunity for such issues to be addressed within families...than ignoring them, altogether, as is the tendency without taking advantage of that freedom...

And see the most serious dysfunction...in families...and in the culture, generally...as our failure to embrace that freedom more fully...and to make more responsible choices as a consequence...

I've got stuff to do, with the rest of the day:):)...

I hope everyone is having a good day:)...and if you're in the Kansas/Missouri/snow-covered areas of the world...stay safe:):)...

Love,
Ben