(taken from a larger essay)
I discovered very early on in my career as a student that there is a world of difference between the honor student who is naturally inquisitive and curious about the world and the honor student who is driven to reach a certain rank or station in the affairs of men. And it is for the former that I have decided to share possibly with a small but unfortunate amount of opprobrium, my thoughts and experiences as an honor student, educator, researcher, and all around malcontent.
But before, I commence with what will may on the surface appear to be a drawn out lamentation or rather a jeremiad worthy of either the Old Testament or the over-indulgent emotional sally into excess known in the West as Twilight Breaking Dawn, I would like to first state that I am endeavoring to talk openly and honest without any wiseacreing. As a consequence of this approach my tone may at times be sarcastic, my recapitulation of past occurrences may appear a bit satirical, and you may come face to face with some of the contempt, bitterness and cynicism (referred to henceforth as the Third Unholy Triumvirate) I have made an effort to conceal so I can continue to receive a paycheck and continue onward with my vapid existence.
Fear not, like any good parent I offer you these words of advice before I verbally assault the simulacra of the world you have made yourself belief you inhabit: “Listen to what I am saying behind the profanity and acerbic chastisement.” I am also going to harangue you with a vocabulary that is above 3rd grade reading level which is unheard of outside well the 3rd grade. This is quite significant as the following example will indicate.
The NY Times ones of the last safe havens for syphilitic intellectualism and all things WASP-y is written on a 8th grade reading level which is the average reading level of the literate American in your random Starbucks. We all know that no one who pays $10 for coffee can really comprehend what they read and so they compensate for this egregious handicap by pretending to read the Times in public.
But I digress. There are some student who love to learn for no real reason. They are inquisitive about life and without provocation would educate themselves on a wide variety of subjects. They are prone to commit certain crimes against the state such as free thinking, expressing emotions and challenging the status quo and of course as a consequence will reside in some makeshift socio-geopolitical obscurity. Of course I am just joking as evidenced by this comment from high school drop out and Nobel Prize winning author Doris Lessing:
“Ideally, what should be said to every child, repeatedly, throughout his or her school life is something like this: ‘You are in the process of being indoctrinated. We have not yet evolved a system of education that is not a system of indoctrination. We are sorry, but it is the best we can do. What you are being taught here is an amalgam of current prejudice and the choices of this particular culture. The slightest look at history will show how impermanent these must be. You are being taught by people who have been able to accommodate themselves to a regime of thought laid down by their predecessors. It is a self-perpetuating system. Those of you who are more robust and individual than others will be encouraged to leave and find ways of educating yourself — educating your own judgements. Those that stay must remember, always, and all the time, that they are being moulded and patterned to fit into the narrow and particular needs of this particular society.”
Outside of sexual congress I’ve never been o.k with beating things to death. Like Rolande Barthes, I feel that la petit mort is the only ambiance where pleonasms and firm stances can be enjoyed. I am forced, however to make an exception in this case as I quote from the incomparable Charles Bukowski:
Generally speaking you’re free till you are about 4 years old and then 5 around , then you go to grammar school and then you start becoming demented and solved and orientated and shoved into areas. You loose what individualism you have if you have enough of course you retain some of it. But most dont have enough so you become watchers of games shows things like that…..and you work the 8 hour job with almost a feeling of goodness like your doing something and you get married like marriage is a victory and you have children like having children is a victory….but most things people do are a total grind, marriage, birth, children it’s something they have to do because there is nothing else to do , there is no glory in it there is no steam, there is no fire its very flat and the earth is full of them…sorry but thats the way I see it
I’d like to be as clear as possible when I say that I in no way advocate dropping out of school or an outright total revamping of the educational system at least here in the United States. There is a way to give to Caesar what is his, and to give to yourself what you need to insulate yourself from the surreptitious ravages against your free thinking, individuality, and your pursuit of self discovery.
Big Boy Words: surreptitious, ambiance, opprobrium, malcontent, egregious, obscurity, harangue, jeremiad, recapitulation, simulacra, ascerbic, chastisement, syphilitic, pleonasms
- My new Project: Essays for Future & Current High School Honor Students (aspoonfulofsuga.wordpress.com)