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Things That Make No Sense To Me

Posted by Unknown Jumat, 06 September 2013 0 komentar
I feel like I'm at this point in my life where very little makes sense to me.

Being the highly logical person I am, this troubles me.

I want to be able to seek a reason and find one. I want something to be explainable. I want more than lip service about why things are the way they are.

In my ideal world, everyone else would operate the same way...though clearly that isn't the world we live in because the world we live in is at times highly illogical.

Swear to god, I am really part Vulcan.

My son spends a decent amount of time on the computer. He has to use it for homework almost every day because that is where the assignments are posted, many of which are, in turn, supposed to be submitted electronically. Teach them to exist in a digital world, save the trees, yada yada yada.

I can always tell when he's done working on his actual schoolwork when he starts trolling the internet for his favorite thing ever - memes.

The giggles give him away every time.

If I had to guess, I would say that I have already seen at least 90% of what he comes across. We have a pretty good parental control system set up, and I've seen things on Reddit that can't be unseen, so odds are that whatever he finds, I've already laid my eyes on.

Every so often, though, he finds something that I haven't seen. Yesterday, he found this.


He called me over. Pointed to the screen. Asked me if this was true.

Then he asked me why.

I didn't have an answer that made sense to him, mostly because I don't have an answer than makes sense to me.

I'm not naive about the vast differences in how prisons and schools are funded around the nation. I know that we are collectively investing huge amounts of money on keeping people behind bars. I know that our schools are woefully underfunded in general, left to scrounge for temporary grants and beg for boxtop money, faced with looming budget cuts and stubborn taxpayers who refuse to authorize property tax increases.

Every state is a little different, but I'd venture a guess that they all spend more on prisoners than students, some states obviously more so than others. This chart is from Michigan, but there are 49 other charts out there somewhere with similar data.

It's one thing to know about the way our states spend their money in an objective sense, it's something else entirely to see it presented like this.

The United States has been putting more and more of it's people in prison and keeping them there longer. The war on drugs has turned into a booming business for the prisons. In many parts of the country, we're even contracting out the business of jail-making to private companies now.



Do you truly believe that humans in this country have become that much more violent? If you assume that is the reason for the dramatic increase, you'd be wrong. The numbers have spiked because of longer mandatory minimum sentencing, because of three strikes type laws, because of increasing jail time for non-violent drug offenses and many other reasons too numerous and complicated to go into here.

Suffice to say, we're doing something wrong.

Maybe if we shifted our priorities, maybe if we expended our financial energy on preparing children to be responsible members of society, maybe if we worried more about preparing them for the future than punishing them down the road when things go wrong, we wouldn't be in this situation.

Maybe if those in office understood the basic laws of cause and effect, we wouldn't be in this situation.

Maybe I wouldn't have to try to explain images like that one to a 12 year old.

He's smart enough to know it's wrong.

The adults need to figure that out too.

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Before you go to school this year...

Posted by Unknown Senin, 12 Agustus 2013 0 komentar
Some of my thoughts before the new school year begins.


To The Oldest,
Keep being weird. Do what you love and don't let anyone pick on you for it. Have fun with it. Hang out with kids who like what you like, but hang out with kids that are different too. 

Be kind. Reach out to the new kids, to the quiet kids, to the ones who get picked on. Show them what a good person you are. When that little voice inside your head tells you not to do something, listen to it. It's there for a reason.

Write stuff down. School is only going to get harder, assignments are only going to get more complicated, and you're only going to have more to remember. I'm not bailing you out if you turn stuff in late, and I'm hoping you learned that lesson last year.

Try new things. Read a lot. Push yourself. Sleep in on the weekends, but get up on school days without too much of a fight. Take showers and use deodorant. Every day. That stuff is important. 

Remember that you can talk to me, that you can tell me anything. Even that stuff. And if you don't want to tell me, your dad will listen. I promise. We love you.

To Freckles,
This is your last year as a "little" kid, so enjoy every second of it. Things are going to change so much for you in the next 12 months, so hang on tight to what is left. 

Be silly, be goofy, sing and dance and laugh. 

Learn how to keep yourself organized, because you're going to need it. Read whatever interests you. Then read some more. 

Don't let anyone tell you that you shouldn't love math or science or sports or My Little Pony. If you don't want to wear dresses, that's okay. If that's all you want to wear, that's okay too. I do ask that you wear socks though. Please.

Stand up for yourself. Stand up for others. You have a strong voice, so use it for good. 

Make good choices. I know you're going to make mistakes. We all do. Remember that your dad and I are here for you no matter what. We love you.

To Mini-Me,
First things first, sweetheart....I love you. Whenever there is anything that makes you doubt that for even one second, I want you to look down at your hands and remember that there is a kiss in there from me, for you to use whenever you need it. 

This year might be hard, but we'll do whatever it takes to get through it together, because we are a team. All I ever ask from you is that you do your best. We'll figure out the rest of it together.

Read a lot and find things you love to write about.  Play lots of games and hone those analytical skills you were blessed with. Have a good time learning more math and science this year. 

Play and have fun, laugh and giggle. Try not to take life too seriously and just enjoy being a kid.

Smile. Be happy. We love you.

To Little Boy,
This year is going to be an interesting one, and even if I worry too much sometimes, I am sure that you will be okay. I promise I'll try not to cry and linger too much.

Try not to climb the walls or jump off of anything. Please keep your clothes on. I know you can sit still and listen, honest. Try and do it there too.

Make lots of new friends and learn lots of new things. Sing songs and make art projects that have to hang on the refrigerator for a minimum of six months. 

You get to decide what you want the grown ups in charge to call you, and if you want to use your real name instead of your nickname, that's just fine with me. 

Be the brave and strong boy I already know you are. We love you.

Love, Mommy

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Whatever happened to basic respect?

Posted by Unknown Kamis, 18 April 2013 0 komentar
I've been thinking about this since it all happened a while ago. At the time, I didn't say much about it to anyone because I was so floored by it that I could hardly believe it was true. I didn't want to believe that I'd seen what I had.

In addition, I chose not to say anything then because I know that a lot of people both here locally and in general are going to disagree with me, probably vocally and angrily. Which is fine, but it still bothers me.

The fact that it's still bothering me now tells me I just need to write about it.

So, here we are.

I live in a very politically divided city in an otherwise very liberal county. We're the furthest right that anyone gets in this county full of hippies, environmentalists, organic food growers and triathletes.

I have close friends on both sides of the spectrum, and for the most part we manage to get along just fine so long as no one brings up certain topics. I gave up thinking I could change anyone else's mind a very long time ago and I know that it would take a lot more than a passionate argument from someone else to change mine.

For the most part, we just collectively agree not to talk about things. Unless we happen to be among friends that share our political persuasion, then we're all for it. You learn quickly to censor yourself in these parts depending on who you're with.

Anyway, it's with that general background that this story takes place.

A while back, I was at my daughters' school for an assembly. At this particular assembly, some of the kids were selected to share their work. That month they had been charged with the task of preparing a report on an "important person". The kids were left to their own devices to choose the people they wanted. Some chose athletes, some chose musicians, some chose historical figures.

One of the children selected to speak chose Barack Obama.
When it was her turn to give her presentation, she stepped to the microphone and announced who her important person was. The gym, filled with over 500 elementary school children.

Some of them booed her. Then more and more and more. It was subtle, but it was there.

Kids, booing a classmate because she chose the President as her important person.

It made my stomach turn.

At what point did it become acceptable to teach our children to boo the President?  When did it suddenly become okay for people, children especially, to so blatantly disrespect the office? Aren't kids supposed to look up to the President?

When did it become okay to boo a classmate?

I don't care which party you belong to. It doesn't matter what your political persuasion is. I don't care if you disagree with the outcome of the election. It doesn't even matter if you happen to personally like the man or woman occupying any given political office at the time.

They are still your elected leader.

The office itself demands respect, even if you happen to think the person occupying it doesn't.

Teaching kids that it's acceptable to disrespect our highest office, to boo the mere mention of the President's name bothers me tremendously. I fear what may become of our country when these kids grow up, bringing their flippant disregard and their blatant lack of respect for authority with them.

When I was a child, such disrespect would never have been tolerated. Then again, children were taught to respect authority on a different level then. Children were not catered to or led to believe that their naive impressions of things were equivalent to adults. Children were not adults yet, and they were treated accordingly.

Back then, adults didn't discuss politics with children. The President was the President, and when the President spoke, we were supposed to be respectful and pay attention. Permission slips sent home just to listen to the leader of the nation give a speech weren't even a consideration. Politics weren't important. Government was.

The President was an important person just by virtue of the fact that they were the President, regardless of which party occupied the office.

Elementary school kids can barely even begin to comprehend the structure of our system. They can't yet understand the intent of the framers or the checks and balances put into place. Even still, they are clearly being swayed now by the political views of their parents, and being led to believe that it's perfectly acceptable to be dismissive of the President just because mom and dad say it's okay.

Think about how you talk in front of your kids. Realize that they are sponges who absorb and repeat what you say and do. They model your behavior. Understand that they pick up on the comments you may make about elected officials. If you show disrespect, so will they.

We have to teach our children to respect the system, to respect the offices, to be willing to work with people who don't share our views. To respect authority.

Shouldn't we be teaching kids to be critical thinkers, to be civic minded, to be able to see different sides of issues?

The most ironic part of it all is that the school my girls attend prides itself on being an International Baccalaureate Primary Years Programme.  The teachers spend an endless amount of energy on teaching kids to be open minded, principled, cooperative, respectful.  They focus on teaching them to be tolerant citizens of the world, even if they may be taught otherwise at home.


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