cloistered away


stupified.
February 27, 2009, 2:58 pm
Filed under: books/music/film

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Although always intrigued by bombastically titled books, I generally find myself discouraged by their poor argumentation, weak research, or overzealous rhetoric. Not this one. (I did however feel somewhat self-conscious requesting the title at the local bookstore; the guy looked at me as if  I had requested a book on how to join the KKK. Sigh.) Unfortunately, I simply don’t have enough time to give this 230 page pearl justice in terms of a review (especially with a certain 2 year old sitting in my lap). All I can briefly say is: smart, smart, smart — the thinking, diction, argumentation, research – all of it. Bauerlein, an English professor at Emory, fluidly moves through vast amounts of research (15 pg. bibliography) to debunk the myth that the technology age has in fact increased the  intellects of the under 30s. 

While giving credence to all his counter-arguments, Bauerlein quickly points out that in spite of the increased availability of vast amounts of information and the ability to connect to the thoughts and achievements of the generations preceding us (“vertical modeling”), the under-30 crowd (just  missed that one) still primarily uses the Web for what he terms “horizontal modeling” or ”more raillery and mimicry of people the same age.”  So, rather than connecting youth to the wisdom, traditions, or lessons of the past, the Web is creating a generational cocoon, allowing adolescents more advanced means “to do what they’ve always done in a prosperous time: talk to, act like, think like, compete against, and play with one another.”  This cocoon simultaneously misleads them to believe that “authentic reality begins with themselves and that what preceded them is irrelevant.” Hence we experience the currently more common “trumpeting [of] a-literacy (the knowing how to read, but choosing not to)” as well as the glorification of the ”perpetual adolescent” — an extension of the adolescent interests and demeanors well into adulthood. Adolescence, Bauerlein describes, originally was intended as a brief  segue into adulthood and has since become a widely accepted extended phase of self-exploration lasting well into our 20s (or even 30s).

With all of his dower statistics and prophecies, Bauerlein does not actually blame the millennial generation or technology per se. He, however, does turn to admonish the mentors (both formal and informal educators) for our deferment of educational leadership to technology (i.e. hours of  approved ”screen time,” glorification of “electronic-literacy” as a replacement for traditional literacy, ignorant assumptions and interpretations of statistics…etc). Overall, Baurlein seems primarily concerned with the declining general intellect of the young population in relation to the direction of national leadership and intellectual competition with rising world powers.  Pretentious title aside, the book is certainly worth your time.



sunday morning leisure reading
February 24, 2009, 4:29 pm
Filed under: pictures

The other morning I entered my room to find Blythe nuzzled in my bed “reading” a little Fredrick Beuchner; it must have been the title that allured her.

sunday morning leisure reading



time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ into the future
February 22, 2009, 8:46 am
Filed under: pictures, stories | Tags:

As we’re now rolling into the end of February, I’m wishing more than ever that I could channel Evie’s (the main character from the early 90’s TV show Out of This World) super-human power to freeze time. I suppose that’s the privilege you earn for having to relate to your alien father through a crystal on your nightstand. For me, these last days of pregnancy have been characterized less by my erratic emotions (although I’m sure they still occur) and more by my now marshmallow-man-shaped body waddling our creaky wood floors like a crazed woman binging on cleaning and organizational sprees. I think “they” refer to this as nesting. So, since I don’t have powers to the likings of Evie or Mary Poppins, my time for writing as of late (in case you hadn’t noticed) has devolved into mere moments of reflection caught during one of my five to six nighttime potty breaks or while cleaning cabinets, alphabetizing CDs, organizing closets, . . . etc., without one word transferred to paper or screen. Alas — something has got to give. For the time, anyway, everyone and most  everything has a place in our home, including our soon-to-arrive Olive. Below I included a few pictures that some of you have requested of two of the more fun-to-see aforementioned projects, Olive’s room and Blythe’s new big-girl room, which also happens to be the guest room if any of you fancy a sleep-over. (Don’t worry — we’ll temporarily move Blythe and her hobbit-sized bed out for the stay.)

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