At first, self awareness always feels like the world is ending.
But that is not what is happening here.
We are witnessing the birth of our first population-wide form of self-awareness.
We glimpsed ourselves as a species. And it has given all of us an identity crisis.
This is not the end of the world.
It is the cultural equivalent of what most animals do when seeing their reflection for the first time. These are the birthing pains of new consciousness.
A great reckoning of Man and mirrors.
I have finished my review of the reigning philosophy of our time.
I have overviewed the point of view planted in me through my education
into human society.
Nice, easy, didactically ubiquitous, divine chance. Winners and losers.
The happiness offered to us is a heads up half a coin with its opposite for a tail.
The ethos is to endlessly throw it in the air.
The philosophical conclusion, just call it how it lies.
And if you don’t like what you find, flip it again. Like the rest of us. Keep flipping.
Spin your entire life just trying to see what’s on the other side.
We have been given a lifelong guarantee that we will always be happy.
At least half the time.
The problem with education is they keep the gravy in the cafeteria,
and out of the classroom. Class, of course, is all mashed up potatoes.
All biscuit or bread or the stringy strength off something dead.
The only real gravy is found in creativity. Through art.
Repurposing leftovers to make the tastiest part.
A school should do its very best to create chefs,
capable of cooking up their own mixture to dole out on top of lectures.
The problem is a simple answer. Good education could have only one goal.
To give kids the tools they need to make information more than merely edible.