Posts Tagged ‘Cool Hand Luke’

WD-40 lubricant with straw for easy-spray.

Open a can and grease the schooling machine

A really efficient totalitarian state would be one in which the all-powerful executive of political bosses and their army of managers control a population of slaves who do not have to be coerced, because they love their servitude. To make them love it is the task assigned, in present-day totalitarian states, to ministries of propaganda, newspaper editors and schoolteachers (emphasis mine)…. The greatest triumphs of propaganda have been accomplished, not by doing something, but by refraining from doing. Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view, is silence about truth.    ~ Aldous Huxley

Where’s the resistance?  The American system of schooling has quenched the fire of resistance in our youth.  Rebellion is drugged out of kids.  Unquestioning obedience is demanded. Compliance to “authority” is the goal.

I’d just turned 16 and was the proud owner of my first car, a brown, four-door, Ford LTD.  That baby would fly.  In my first summer driving, my brother, our two best friends and I went cruising.  Back then it was on dirt roads.  One of the Einstein’s in the back seat wanted to lift a couple of crates of empty soda bottles from an old mans front porch…for gas money.  To make a long story painful, the plan went off without a hitch – we thought.

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Someone saw us and called the Sheriff.  In our little town, they didn’t need a tag number.  Everybody knew everybody’s business…and parents.  Sheriff Jones called my daddy to let him handle us pranksters. We got back home and saw Daddy standing in the driveway.  Nobody was nervous yet.  As we piled out of the dusty, brown land yacht, we suddenly realized our fate.  Daddy shouted for us to get in the back of his plumbing truck.  We did so with terror etched in our eyes.

My childhood friend later told me, “I thought he was taking us to woods to beat our asses with a stick!”

Daddy flew up the two miles of dirt road faster than safely allowed with no conversation from the four rogue teenagers squeezed between oxy/acetylene tanks, side-body tool boxes, and a homemade pipe rack served as our razor wire fencing.  When he reached pavement, he slammed on the brakes and the line from “Cool Hand Luke” rolled through my mind: “Any man playing grabass or fightin’ in the building spends a night in the box.”  We walked seven miles to town picking up bottles to pay for our deed.

Strother Martin

I distinctly remembered rebelling and refusing to pick up bottles as we walked.  Why?  Because Daddy told me to, and I justified my guilt.  I was just the driver.  Plus, I hated being told what to do, by anyone.

The more righteous reader might say I got what I deserved and need a humbling lesson.  A good ol’ country ass-whooping was probably in line.  Well, that and many other contumacious moments have served me well on my pilgrimage of knowing my self.

Coercion and fear was needed for us to scour the ditches of our main highway on that hot  July day.  Please don’t think that I equate my dad to a tyrant.  He’s my hero actually.  I want to be like him one day.

It just seems that servitude and serfdom is embraced today by our young.  When I see a kid that’s been tossed into our halls, I’ll stop, if I’m not jumping through some stupid, bureaucratic, time-wasting, paper pushing hoop.  It brings back memories of my school days.  I have a new respect for the ones labeled as trouble makers.  When I ask them what’s up, they get all defensive.  I tell them I hated (and hate) school too.  That usually tears down the student-teacher wall and allows us to talk freely.

For the most part, students are obedient slaves.  This isn’t a recent phenomenon.  Upon accepting the New York City Teacher of the Year Award on in 1990, John Taylor Gatto dropped a bomb on those in attendance still denying the truth about schooling by saying,

“The truth is that schools don’t really teach anything except how to obey orders.  This is a great mystery to me because thousands of humane, caring people work in schools as teachers and aides and administrators, but the abstract logic of the institution overwhelms their individual contributions.”

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Today, government schools promote: socializing (brainwashing) students for selfless good-of-the group mentality, individualists are not happy and probably mentally ill, forced association, robotic answers to stupid questions teachers say are important, vilifying self-interest, stripping souls of courage, wussification of boys, placement in an educational caste system through standardized testing, “education” is the only redeeming hope for society’s collective paradise, and above all, compliance.  Students are viewed as soft globs of clay in need of molding.

What’s with all the doom and gloom about our public school system?  History.  Truth.  All it takes is a small amount of effort to open one’s eyes and dare a peek at reality.

If you can’t pry the lids open, don’t worry, forced schooling will keep lubricating the State’s tyrannical machine like a good can of WD-40.