The rest of this gets a little far afield from education, but I think it fits as an extension. Our educational pursuits are part of our pursuits of the "American Dream" after all, and I'm becoming less a fan of the stereotyped American Dream these days. In the rest of this, I speak only for myself. Stay with me - I'm going the long way around the barn, but I'm gonna get to the door.
I can't help but think I've bought a bad bill of goods. In every way I can imagine, I am materially better off than my grandparents. I have better access to medical care, I am much better read, much better traveled, live in a much nicer home and I personally do not have to work nearly as hard as my grandfather or my father did. Closing in on 40, I've had no significant health problems, and I have not been ground down by the back-breaking labor that wore them out so quickly.
The person who wrote the old saw "that which doesn't kill you makes you strong" apparently never worked in these sorts of jobs. They don't make you strong, they grind your bones.
With all that - I remain disaffected and troubled. Why? What's missing? What is it that I've lost?
In part - it's the human connection. In responding to the demands of the marketplace, I have lived in 6 different cities since my son was born. I am separated from my extended family by many miles and by schedules that just don't match up. My oldest friends are scattered across the map such that we only see each other perhaps once or twice a year. Though I've lived in my house for three years now, not one of my neighbors has ever been in my home, and I have not been in theirs. I speak now and then to a few of them, but do not even know their phone numbers.
(As a sideline irony, I sometimes find myself able to laugh at the folks in the ownership class of this little ponzi scheme we call an economy when they bewail the social ills which permeate and persist in this nation. All those things - drug addiction, homelessness, child abuse, assorted forms of criminality and social malaise - are the natural and inevitable results of the highly mobile and fragmented family structures required by this "market" economy. They've sowed the poison seed into their own gardens.)
Trust me - this gets back around to education eventually.
My iteration of the American Dream has divorced me from human contact. Is my situation so unique? Does anybody actually do a two week deer camp anymore? With PayPerView, computers, TiVO and the like to distract me, perhaps I've just lost touch with my friends and family. After all, they aren't nearly as interesting as Jack Bauer anyhow.
Now that I can call a plumber, carpenter, electrician, mechanic to take care of any job I can't handle on my own, I apparently have no need of neighbors, right?
I accept that this is all within my control - I can simply decide to live closer to family and friends. I could simply invite my neighbors over. I could offer my services to them with regard to the things that I can do around the house. It is within my power to reach out to people and reestablish these connections.
That said, our society is saturated with advertising. It's a never-ending blitz on your brain. I used to say that if you had a nickel in your pocket somebody was trying to figure out a way to get it from you for a penny. It's even worse now. If you have a chance of making a dollar in the future, there are a ton of people who will give you a nickel for it now, and advertising DOES alter behavior.
If it didn't, nobody would spend money for a spot in the Super Bowl.
Is it possible that I am entirely alone in this condition? That I'm just a looney-tune sitting in the middle of the greatest society the world has ever known saying, "Yeah, but . . . what about this?" It would be comforting to find that I'm just a disaffected whiner - much better than sitting here thinking much of the country has gone mad with an insatiable lust for bread and circuses.
Back to education -
To bring this full circle - if all you're looking for is access to bread and circuses, real education isn't all that desirable. All you really need is the skills and pedigree to convince the marketplace to provide you with the cash to gain that access. Why bother with something so frivilous as actually learning something?
It also strikes me that many students' attitude towards education is much like my attitude towards a plumber who comes in to do a job. If it was me and my neighbor tearing up the pipes, I'd be alot more engaged. Since it's a guy I hired, I care much less about the process than I do about him not marking up my floor and getting the hell out of here so I can resume my customary activities like trolling the internet, half-clothed and in the company of large amounts of Mountain Dew and popcorn.
With that image, I bid you a-dew,

