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Wednesday Morning Ramblings

There’s a trend in education that scares me even more than the poverty level wages and standardized testing.  That trend has to do with online and mobile classes in which the majority, if not all, course material is exchanged electronically.  Some of my friends have earned online degrees, and I’m not trying to offend them or insult their education.  For some, that system works, but what worries me is what we lose from education when there is limited human interaction between the teacher and students.

Education is about more than the quantifiable data bureaucrats can measure and mull.  In fact, standardized testing is one of the worst measures of education there is, but that’s another debate, not the focus of this entry.  Education, quality education, is not about memorizing data and recalling it in a multiple choice scenario.  Quality education is about learning how to think critically for yourself, how to behave publicly, and how to interact with each other in a civilized manner.  To me, all three are equally important, but with online and mobile education, the last two are hardly an afterthought.

Because the interaction is limited to emails, texts, and chats, the depths of dynamic human communication, most of which is nonverbal, is lost from the system.  Basic public conduct, such as listening intently, is not engaged.  Talking one-on-one, one of the most fundamental aspects of all human behavior, is also left out.  The end result is a populace with under-developed social skills and a general loss of fundamental manners/etiquette.  We are already seeing the effects of this in businesses that rely on teenagers and twenty-somethings for their workforce.  Customer service is abysmal, and simple courtesy is rare.  As education shifts more and more away from human interaction to electronic discourse, human behavior will continue to erode.

I’m not one who believes education is the answer to all of our problems.  There is only so much the system can do to improve what is absent from children and young adults’ home life, but basic human interaction is one area where educators can have an impact.  Unfortunately, in a misguided effort to assimilate with the now prevalent over-dependence on electronics, educators are losing the ability to teach these fundamental and imperative skills.

There is no magic bullet that will solve this crisis, and as someone on the front-lines of education, I know it has reached crisis status.  Until some measure of autonomy is returned to educators and unless we can lessen the dependence on electronic gadgets for every aspect of our lives, we will continue to see worse and worse social skills.  That worries me for our future, for the kind of society we are creating.  Interpersonal communication is the touchstone of nearly every human endeavor, and without it, we will regress into a much more primitive culture.

Late Night Ramblings

Sometimes, I feel as if every decision of my life has been wrong.  I question going to college when I had the opportunity to run a fairly successful business my father owned.  Instead of a mountain of student loan debt, I could possibly still have that business.  I question attending Memphis.  I question studying writing.  I outright regret attending graduate school.  All of these decisions have hampered my professional career and left me little more than a second class citizen in a nation that only rewards greed and corruption.

I married the wrong woman and then compounded that mistake by staying in the marriage much too long.  I love my children and wouldn’t trade them for anything, but the marriage was a mistake and has hampered every aspect of my life to this day.  I also regret how I handled my divorce, conceding way too much and leaving myself with too few rights as far as my children are concerned.  I also regret not taking the first two years after the divorce, staying alone, and healing.

I question my decision to teach for Tusculum, to teach period, but especially for them.  Simply put, they are a terrible school that treats their faculty like dirt.  I regret wasting my youth on them.  I also question my decision to return to education after I had escaped.  WSCC is a good school, but I’m no longer happy teaching and wish I had done something else.

I question my decision to self-publish.  I can’t really say it’s amounted to anything other than a few good friends and a handful of good memories.  Financially, it was a disaster.  Given the opportunity to go back, I probably wouldn’t do it over.

In short, just about every major decision of my life has been wrong in one way or another.  I feel like a fool of the grandest scale and also feel like I can’t trust my own judgment.

Thursday Afternoon Ramblings

I’m at and have been facing a crossroads in my life.  I feel it every waking moment of each day.  On the one side, I am a capable teacher with 13 years experience and a solid foundation for how to run my courses, so the job is not difficult in the sense of day-to-day class preparation.  But with that experience comes a feeling of burnout, of having been overworked and exhausted by the system well before my prime.  While I’m good at the job, it no longer fulfills me in any substantial way.

Then, there is the writer in me who feels stifled by the day-in, day-out grind of the system.  My creative side yearns to run free and create novels full-time, but the reality of our current economic conditions makes that aspiration feel like a distant dream unlikely ever to come to fruition.  Breaking through in this age, just being noticed, requires constant promotion and exposure.  Even then, the monetary reward is rarely worth the effort.  It’s a sickening, maddening feeling to have a modicum of talent for something but to feel as if there is no way to make a living off of that skill.

And then still, there is my third path, the one I feel calling with the most urgency and highest sense of importance.  I want to farm.  I want to build a self-sufficient, operational farm that at the very least can provide my family with sustenance if the whole system implodes, which every day feels more and more likely.  Right now, this is what I want to do more than anything.  This is where my heart is pushing me, and when I have the time to work at the property, even toiling at hard physical labor, I find a peace and tranquility hard to describe.  I simply feel as if I am where I belong.

I do know that no matter what, I will finish The Brotherhood of Dwarves series.  I owe it to my readers, my friends, and myself to complete books four and five.  Beyond that, who knows?  I may choose to continue writing, or I may not.  At this stage of my life, I truly cannot say.  There is another story I want to tell, but I’m not sure if it will ever be more than an idea.  Only time will tell about that.  What I do know for a fact is that I must choose a path and follow it because standing at this crossroads and pondering my proper course cannot last much longer.  I have to move forward soon.