Thursday, November 29, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Grandpa SWAG
My Grandfather, meaning my dad's dad, is freaking amazing. Obviously, he has most of the characteristics of the classic grandfather. He can be very grumpy, he is extremely wise, and he comments a lot and talks a quit a bit. But everybody wants to be around him. All of his kids, all of my cousins. Everybody.
Thats because he's an absolute boss. First of all, he has SWAG. Actually, it's more like class. Class is the better word. He's always fresh. Suits, cologne, cash money. He could be a real player. Second, he could write a book about his life and it would become a bestseller. His stories have the potential to make ME cry. How an uneducated boy with no high school degree and no father went on to make bank. Third, he gives awesome advice. Mostly that you have to work hard. Yeah yeah we've all heard it But he says it soooo much. "You need to be a hard worker and you need to learn". He constantly tells us that whatever you do, whether you're a doctor or a taxi driver, do it well.
He has a Godfatherish figure. Seriously. I remember how he would call up his kids (my dad, aunt, and uncles) to talk to them, and then how he would send them out to get us, the kids of the kids, to bring us into his room so he could motivate the s*** out of us and tell us how hard work is the key to success and how lucky we are and grateful we should be to have what we have and be surrounded by such great people.
Anyway, I wanna be like that in 60 years. An absolute boss with class, cash money, and so much wiseness that people would die if they had a fraction of it.
Thats because he's an absolute boss. First of all, he has SWAG. Actually, it's more like class. Class is the better word. He's always fresh. Suits, cologne, cash money. He could be a real player. Second, he could write a book about his life and it would become a bestseller. His stories have the potential to make ME cry. How an uneducated boy with no high school degree and no father went on to make bank. Third, he gives awesome advice. Mostly that you have to work hard. Yeah yeah we've all heard it But he says it soooo much. "You need to be a hard worker and you need to learn". He constantly tells us that whatever you do, whether you're a doctor or a taxi driver, do it well.
He has a Godfatherish figure. Seriously. I remember how he would call up his kids (my dad, aunt, and uncles) to talk to them, and then how he would send them out to get us, the kids of the kids, to bring us into his room so he could motivate the s*** out of us and tell us how hard work is the key to success and how lucky we are and grateful we should be to have what we have and be surrounded by such great people.
Anyway, I wanna be like that in 60 years. An absolute boss with class, cash money, and so much wiseness that people would die if they had a fraction of it.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Freakin Turkey
Well...this Thanksgiving was ok. Not the best, but it wasn't bad. My family and I spent it with a family friend of ours in Kentucky. They have a boy that's also a senior in high school and a girl thats a year older than my brother. We hadn't seen them in four years so we were pretty excited. So as we came downstairs to eat the turkey and all the other yummy things, we were thinking much less about giving thanks and much more about quickly finishing and going back up to video games (but I do give thanks, I'm a good kid).
The observations I made were very simple. Everybody was happy. My parents were constantly laughing and the mood was freaking awesome. The greatest observation of all though, was the turkey. The freaking turkey. Such beautiful pieces of turkey. I put a bunch on my plate, it felt like slow motion. Unfortunately, it looked better than it tasted. It was dry. I don't do dry.
It was like this picture. How freaking dry does that look!!!??? Very dry.
Anyway, I'm a man so I ate it all and enjoyed it. The sweet potatoes were also very good. Thought I'd throw that out there.
So as I already mentioned, everybody was happy. But I didn't feel that Thanksgiving mood feeling thingy. You know what I mean. All of us ate really fast and just went upstairs to finish up our video game session just so we could start a new one. But I do think the parents felt it. They stayed down and talked as they ate. They laughed loudly and took their time...took too long actually, but still. They then just went into the living room, sat down, and chatted away. As I was gaming, I was really trying to get into the Thanksgiving mood. No joke. I was thinking about all the previous Thanksgivings and how great they were, but I kept getting sucked into the game so I just gave up.
I feel pretty guilty to be honest. The video game sessions also got kind of heated, some arguments here and there. Maybe one or two punches thrown. So instead of giving thanks...I verbally abused somebody and destroyed them in a game. The worst part of it was that I felt pretty good about it and am now just feeling horrible as I'm writing this blog. But at the end of the day, at like, 2 A.M. when I just got into bed...I'm pretty sure I said "Thank you God" or something of the sort.
The observations I made were very simple. Everybody was happy. My parents were constantly laughing and the mood was freaking awesome. The greatest observation of all though, was the turkey. The freaking turkey. Such beautiful pieces of turkey. I put a bunch on my plate, it felt like slow motion. Unfortunately, it looked better than it tasted. It was dry. I don't do dry.
It was like this picture. How freaking dry does that look!!!??? Very dry.
Anyway, I'm a man so I ate it all and enjoyed it. The sweet potatoes were also very good. Thought I'd throw that out there.
So as I already mentioned, everybody was happy. But I didn't feel that Thanksgiving mood feeling thingy. You know what I mean. All of us ate really fast and just went upstairs to finish up our video game session just so we could start a new one. But I do think the parents felt it. They stayed down and talked as they ate. They laughed loudly and took their time...took too long actually, but still. They then just went into the living room, sat down, and chatted away. As I was gaming, I was really trying to get into the Thanksgiving mood. No joke. I was thinking about all the previous Thanksgivings and how great they were, but I kept getting sucked into the game so I just gave up.
I feel pretty guilty to be honest. The video game sessions also got kind of heated, some arguments here and there. Maybe one or two punches thrown. So instead of giving thanks...I verbally abused somebody and destroyed them in a game. The worst part of it was that I felt pretty good about it and am now just feeling horrible as I'm writing this blog. But at the end of the day, at like, 2 A.M. when I just got into bed...I'm pretty sure I said "Thank you God" or something of the sort.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
I'm not on Facebook...
Bauerlein’s argument is pretty straightforward. We’re
getting dumb. We waste too much time. We don’t know anything about the world we
live in. That’s basically it. The same thing our parents tell some of us. I’ll
probably do a Facebook break soon. What Bauerlein is specifically saying is
that we do not care about knowing anything about the world we live in, we spend
way too much time staring at screens than we do opening books, and the cause of
this dumb generation is because of the way we were brought up.
Bauerlein is constantly arguing the fact that this new
generation doesn’t want to know anything about the world. That they (we) are
localized and want it to stay that way. One thing he says that I could only
agree with is that “The insulated mindset of individuals who know precious
little history and civics and never read a book or visit a museum is fast
becoming a common, shame-free condition”(16). I couldn’t agree more with this.
Not only is it shame-free, but it’s almost something we take pride in. I constantly
hear people mockingly say “Gosh I haven’t like, read a book since sixth grade”,
and right away people nod or laugh or get so excited they blurt out “OMG ME
TOO”.
This type of behavior may be the cause of our
upbringing. Bauerlein states in chapter three, “While father fights the
traffic, mother must prepare dinner, and so she sets their two-year-old on the
living room carpet and starts a Sesame Street video that the child soaks up
agreeably for 30 minutes” (75). This constant surrounding of technology is what
has led to this dumb generation. We know what we want in terms of technology at
a very young age. “Kids usually know exactly what they want and where they want
to go, and they get there with a few mouse clicks or channel changes” (77). As
I read that passage, I realized I was that kid. I would turn on the computer
and put in a disc and start playing and “educational” game. Or I would come
home from school and the TV would suck me in. Though this may not be true, what
Bauerlein is saying makes sense and the facts he provides support his argument
very strongly. We were born into technology and it is part of our culture.
Though
I may find myself agreeing and having an “OMG” moment at many of the things
Bauerlein says, I disagree with some as well. When describing the relationship
between this generation and the world he states, “It isn’t enough to say that
these young people are uninterested in world realities. They are actively cut
off from them” (13). Though it is very true that many of us are not interested
in the world, it is not cut off from us. In fact, we have all the resources we
need to educate ourselves about the world we live in and learn as much as we
want. All we have to do is type a few words, click here and there, and boom…we
got it. So I think Bauerlein got a little too excited there.
He
also argues something that had me thinking “WTF”. He states, “…Young Americans
have more money to make use of it all. Not many 20-year-olds in 1965 had a
credit cared, but according to Nellie Mae, by 2002 83 percent of college
students carried at least one…” (31). Seriously Mark? Times change. This is the
same in Europe and Asia. I’ve been there. I’ve seen it. I can judge. Kids have
more money Economies have gotten much bigger world wide and the world has
changed. Besides, I doubt if a 20 year old had money in 1965 he or she would go
buy a book on Aristotle’s Rhetoric. Though that does sound awesome. Rhetoric is
freaking awesome. Anyway, Mark
needs to get it together. His logic was a bit flawed there.
Overall,
Bauerlein was quit effective. I found myself agreeing with many of things he
stated and there’s no doubt that this new generation is less interested in
reading books and our heart rate increases when we’re about to go on facebook.
He provided statistics to back up his claims and he used personal examples such
as the Jay Leno interview. His argument and the way he wrote the book makes me
want to prove him wrong. Because I know he’s right. It makes me want to go read
a book and not touch my phone or facebook while doing homework (I literally
just received a text :D).
They aren't all part of the "Dumbest Generation"...but they're still dumb. So this works.
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