My mother takes in stray animals. Mostly homeless dogs and cats, but if a hurt
bird's wing needs repair, birds also. If a turtle is crossing the road too
slowly, she makes my father stop the car so she can get out and carry it to the
other side of the road. When Dad objected to how many animals our household was
supporting, mother took to setting large dishes of Nabisco dog food in our
backyard for the wanderers, an act of generosity that made our house look like a
kennel and drove my father frantic, not least because he was the manager of the
local National Biscuit Company.
The other day I was reading Proverbs, a collection of advice set down by
Solomon 3,000 years ago, when I came across these words: “Speak up for those
who cannot speak for themselves.” Suddenly I realized what my mother had
done all those years when I thought she was just feeding animals. She was
speaking for those who couldn't speak for themselves. And reading further
into Proverbs I found this:
“Happy are they who are generous to the poor.” Reading those words I
realized I had part of the secret that made my mother happy, for she was
happy most of the time I was growing up in spite of a full share of her own
troubles. She was unfailingly generous to the poor - not just to outcast
creatures, but to anyone who came to our door for a handout, to any
neighborhood person fallen on hard times and needing help. I had a little
lawn mowing business in those days, and I remember in particular the widow
with young children whose lawn I mowed for free because my mother asked me
to.
While randomly turning the pages of Proverbs I found this judgment, and
by implication this warning, too: “There is joy for those who seek the
common good.” And I remembered my mother's beautiful Christmas trees that
took days of hard effort to create, effort in the family's common service. I
remembered her collecting of kitchen grease and metal scrap for the war
effort in the long gone days of World War II, and her fierce defense of
equity as head of the PTA, and her founding a Cub Scout Troop when none of
the local men could be persuaded to do it. I remembered the joy she brought
to so many undertakings of my boyhood.
– 2 –
The London Economist announced recently that 70 percent of all the
lawyers in the world are in the United States. This is 25 times the number
of lawyers per capita as Japan, 3.5 times the number in England, and 2.5
times the number per capita in Germany. If you add public and private
practice lawyers together, about one in every 250 Americans is a lawyer.
What could the meaning of this be? Seventy percent of all the world's
lawyers? Before he died, Joseph Campbell took note of this enormous legal
fraternity and called it the way Americans talk to each other, the way
employees talk to bosses and brothers to sisters. Lawsuits are the way we
get the other guy's attention because we have lost the normal interest in
each other, lost the concern for human face-to-face justice, lost the taste
for plain speaking that marks a healthy people.
Looking at the great tradition of English common law, there are only two
reasons to bring a case at all. First, that someone hasn't kept a
promise...has not done what they said they would do. That gives rise to
contract law. And second, that someone has encroached on another person's
rights and done harm. That gives rise to tort and criminal law.
So if you are looking for a new way to mark the crisis in American
society, if you are wary of hearing about teenage suicide, divorce, crime,
violence, alienated brothers and sisters, murder, drugs, etc. even one more
time, then think on the barometer of crisis represented by 70 percent of the
world's lawyers collecting under the American eagle's wing. There must be a
tremendous of people breaking promises, and a tremendous number of people
encroaching on rights to support such a battalion of barristers.
We are forgetting, I think, how to live together in families and
communities; forgetting the necessary personal duties that make families and
communities in the first place in a rush to get out from under personal
responsibility. To escape. How often do you hear the cry, “Let them do it!
They get paid for it!” Them can mean police or street sweepers or social
workers or any of a number of other occupational titles that have come to
identify our transition from a world of human beings who live together and
care about each other to a world of institutions and hired hands.
What does it mean when we break our promises so often?
What does it mean when we encroach so often on each other's rights? When
we abandon personal responsibility for the common good so completely to
people we hire, so that the air is full of our angry refusals and stony
silences, all eyes rigidly turned away from duty, all mouths full of an
angry “NO!” Let them do it. They get paid for it.
What does it mean for your future and mine when a price tag has been set
on simple services that, through the long history of humanity, were freely
exchanged and even freely given? Like sitting with the sick, caring for the
old, or even caring for one's own children? Like mowing a poor widow's lawn.
If it means something frightening, what can we do about it?
– 3 –
At the turn of the 20 century, a profound social thinker in France named
George Simmel wrote a remarkable book called The Philosophy of Money.
In it, Simmel – one of the great creative theorists of this century – said
that money contained a powerful internal contradiction built into the
foundations of its abstract existence: by robbing things of their innate
identity and replacing that core identity with a money identity, by making
everything interchangeable with money, money often cheapened things and
removed their significance! Simmel said that whenever genuine personal
qualities like service were offered for money, the pricing of these things
inevitably trivialized what had been priced. The services tend to gradually
become degraded, to lose distinction, just exactly as if the money itself
sharply reduced the value of what was being purchased.
Even though that was written over 90 years ago, it still has a shocking
and almost crazy ring to it. But Simmel was quite serious and generations of
blue ribbon readership have found enough disturbing truth in his words to
keep them available generation after generation. Simmel continued: “Whenever
genuine personal values have to be offered for money, one finds that a
loosening, a loss of quality in individual life takes place.” For instance,
in prostitution – a kind of temporary marriage for money – the
monetarization of sex leads to “a terrible degradation of personal value”.
Both prostitute and client are worse for the experience, not better. The
sale of compassion, the sale of concern, even the sale of a helping hand in
many instances, lead to the same destination. At some point, pricing eats
away the intangible quality of service and the central value of what is
offered will be destroyed. It's a complicated idea, but one well worth
musing upon.
Now think again about the meaning of all those American lawsuits. Think
of all the broken promises they represent, the counterfeit “services”
rendered. Is it just barely possible that the shift after WW II to what is
called a “service” economy is part of the reason for our visible unhappiness
as a nation? Is it just barely possible that when most of us don't accept
the obligation of service to each other, performed freely, as part of the
social contract, but instead assign the job to hired hands, the payoff might
be misery rather than the joy Solomon promised?
Well, I don't know the answer to that, but I do have an interesting bit
of recent evidence in support of Simmel's theory. In 1971, the National Book
Award for non-fiction went to a title called The Gift Relationship, a book
which undertook to explore whether valuable things given freely – like
services rendered voluntarily – were more or less valuable than the same
services as part of a commercial system.
The commodity the author took for his test was human blood. He made an
imaginative, cross-national comparison of the quality and availability of
human blood in countries that charge for it, like the United States, and in
countries like England where it is given away. Almost all blood in the U.S.
is purchased wholesale and then resold several times for several profits;
almost all blood in England is donated freely and then given away.
The book's conclusions aren't the slightest bit ambiguous. Where blood is
sold, the quality is terrible, prices sky-high, shortages common. And where
blood is sold, there is also frequently danger to the purchaser, even in the
best of hospitals. But there is an additional, intangible cost. Where blood
is bought and sold, the community loses the tradition of giving freely to
neighbours and strangers, and where that tradition is lost, the donors lose
the joy gained from service in the common good. In other words, a social and
ethical corrosion ensues from the market in blood. Communities which provide
their own blood needs without cost are apparently healthy in many other ways
too; people seemed happier in such communities.
Transforming blood into the stuff of commerce is inefficient in economic
terms, in supply terms, and in quality terms. The social cost is high too.
The U.S. blood supply – the most heavily commercialized in the world – is
also the worst in the world.
– 4 –
The lesson of my mother, of biblical Solomon, of Simmel, and of blood, I
mean to be a lesson for our schools too. When schools consume the youth of
the nation in confinement, and all the products of their labors become paper
to be thrown away, there is no joy possible in the seeking of such goods.
The pricing of time through grade points establishes an irrational currency
by which something precious - time - is corrupted in the service of
arbitrary and nonsensical urgencies.
Experts who are the sellers of school services to the government have
consistently misdiagnosed and mis-defined the problem of schooling. The
school problem is not that children don't learn to read, write and do
arithmetic very well – those deficiencies are direct byproducts of our
errors of definition – the problem is that kids hardly learn at all the ways
schools insist on teaching.
Schools desperately need a vision of their own purpose, because the
vision they angrily promulgate now is a dishonest one. It was never
factually true that young people learn to read or do arithmetic primarily by
being taught these things. These things are learned, but not really taught
at all. Over-teaching interferes with learning, although the few who survive
it may well come to imagine it was by an act of teaching. Colonial America
was massively literate without any systematic or compulsory schooling at
all.
For many decades, an artificially induced hysteria about basic skills has
been the masquerade used to intimidate us into abandoning children to a form
of confinement-schooling that simply doesn't work. Behind this mask,
valuable lessons of service to a vibrant community of real human beings have
been denied the young – and all of us have been denied the reciprocities
healthy adults need with children across the full spectrum of ages.
Give and take; take and give. Children desperately need the lessons that
volunteer service, apprenticeships and work/study teach but instead they are
kept in holding pens with others of their own age and social class. They are
priced and valued according to their ability to adjust to this unhealthy
regimen, to remain passive, to take orders, to maintain a cheerful demeanor
while their time is wasted. They give nothing but are rewarded for becoming
quiet parasites. This has been the formula producing extended childishness
and the outlines of a caste system in this country, however well it has
served the economic institution of mass-schooling. After struggling at the
bars of the cage for a few years, most kids just give up and settle into the
low-grade vocational activities of the school. The relentless
rationalization of the educational experience to one flavor – confinement
schooling – has left the modern student a prisoner in a disenchanted world
without meaning.
Our cultural dilemma has nothing to do with children who don't read very
well. It lies instead in the difficulty of finding a way to restore meaning
and purpose to modern life. There is no point in reading if it seems to lead
nowhere. We have progressively stripped children of the primary experience
base they need to grow up sound and whole by pricing abstract study higher.
The great irony has been that while we devalued service and life experience,
abstraction has followed the path Simmel predicted. It, too, matters less
and less.
The dynamics of the process are subtle. To begin with, the natural
sequence in which hands-on experience – primary data to give it any academic
title – must always come first. Only after a long apprenticeship in rich and
profound contact with the world, the home, the neighborhood, does the thin
gas of abstraction mean much to most people. After 26 years of classroom
teaching, I came to see what Benjamin Franklin must have realized as a
teenager. Only a few of us are fashioned in such a peculiar way as to thrive
on an exclusive diet of blackboard work and workbook work and bookwork work
and talkwork work of all sorts.
When we fail to take into account how most children, rich or poor, really
learn – by involvement, by doing, by independent risk-taking, by shouldering
responsibility, by intermingling intimately into the real world of adults in
all its manifestations – when we set up a laboratory universe in which all
are confined with anonymous strangers, then we have created in advance a
world of failing families, wrecked cities, and blasted individuals. Then we
have created the mise en scene where a mathematical bell curve seems to
describe a human condition in which only a few children have any real
talent.
This is a cynical act. It is only prolonged, in the fact of its deadly
effects, because school factories and all the forces which service them have
become an integral part of the money economy. The lie of our own unexamined
premises has given us the horrible children we complain of as a nation.
Indifferent children, cowardly children, dishonest children, selfish
children, children who disrespect parents and adults in general, who hurt
each other, who trample each other's rights for worthless prizes like blue
ribbons or school grades. Eventually, these are children who grow up to
become clients for a nation of lawyers , children who will one day break
contracts and encroach on the weak if the opportunity arises.
And why not? That is the example school sets. The logic of confinement
schooling in the middle of a democracy is a contradiction of the original
national charter. It breaks the contract of the Bill of Rights, using as its
justification the excuse that kids can't learn any other way, that they
can't be trusted with responsibility. The truth is exactly the opposite.
Unless they are trusted with responsibility they cannot learn much, and
under the thumb of central compulsion the lessons they do learn are bad
ones. School encroaches on the right of each new life to test itself against
the needs of the real world.
Schools are a training ground for irresponsibility because that is nearly
the only thing they are set up to teach.
– 5 –
Schools desperately need a vision of their own purpose. At present they
are government jobs for children...and the worst kind of government jobs –
the make-work kind, not really jobs at all.
There is nothing or very little to do in school. Our elite high school
texts are on the level of fifth grade readers from 160 years ago, in the
time before we got compulsion schooling. And dumbing down the work isn't
some sinister conspiracy; it has become more and more a necessity as
generations of well schooled children succeed themselves and become parents.
So the damage is cumulative, and it is fast becoming insupportable. Look
around you at our society. We have created a whirlpool of addictions much
more sophisticated than drug addictions, which children and grown children
use to avoid confronting themselves with their own uselessness. We are
reluctant to face the truth because it acts as a mirror, revealing more than
we can face about the real source of our difficulties. We have forced
children to be irresponsible for 12 years. It is no wonder they hate
themselves and us, and no wonder they cannot recover. Cut a man's legs off
as a boy and they will not grow back when he is a man.
With the growing public alarm over the effects of science and technology
on societies all over the world, we are soon going to have a chance to
rethink the basic questions of education, questions that have little to do
with reading, writing and arithmetic, but much to do with the fundamental
queries of human existence: In what curriculum is a good life found? How
shall we all live? What shall we do with our children?
My own suspicion is that systematic, government compulsion schooling is
doomed, that there is no way to tinker with it to make it work much better,
that soon the monopoly will have to be surrendered because it doesn't work,
it hurts people, and it is far too expensive. If well schooled children are
the goal, they can be turned out for a fraction of the cost of government
schooled children.
In fact, I don't think the world can afford well schooled children at
all, whether they come from factories of government, church or private
industry. We need a different kind of man and woman to tackle the future –
the kind of young people who accept the obligations of living in society
joyfully. To get to this new place, we need a vision of what an education is
and what a school can be; only out of a clearly spoken vision can come the
mutual hope we need to find ways to get there.
Curriculum is only the Latin word for a race course, the path by which
the racehorse gets to its destination. We haven't even begun to agree as a
nation on a destination for education that is an honest one. “Beating” other
countries, scoring well on tests, “getting a good job” – all these are low
evasions of what the human spirit needs, all are ways to duck the truth that
we have failed, thus far, to pay the price in argument, debate, agony and
love that a strong vision will cost.
Without a vision all the talk about reforming “curriculum” will lead
nowhere. Unless we can convince ourselves, our children included, that the
new course is worth following it will not work any better than the old one
did. Why should it?
It must be something all of us can share, a destiny far beyond “winning”
and “money” and taking more than our share of material things. For the
question will always re-emerge, “To what end?“ ”Why are we doing these
things?”
Messy and unpleasant as it will be for a practical people like Americans,
the sequence must start with clear goals. In a democracy worth the name, the
goals come from the bottom up, not the other way around. It will be messy if
done right because hundreds and thousands of separate agendas will be set in
conflict by any attempt to change what is, and we will learn, finally, that
we need multiple visions, many different curricula.
If I guess right, we don't have a choice; the present course is almost
over. The whole food supply is in jeopardy for one thing. Breeding stocks of
fish along the California coast are at their lowest levels in history. Cape
Cod Bay, on the other side of the continent, where once the fish were thick
enough to walk across, is a dead sea in many places. The radical conclusion
forces itself upon us that the oceans are dying. In Kansas a bushel of
irreplaceable topsoil blows away for every bushel of corn raised by factory
farming methods, and that is true in all the wheat and corn states. The food
value of chemical agriculture's harvest is already much lower than that of
the natural harvests of old fashioned farming.
If my guess is right, we need to construct a new vision of what education
is, and we need new race courses on which to run the vision. The government
can't do it for us, that's been tried for 140 years in the monopoly schools,
but they just get worse and worse – more the creators of our problems than
the solution. If my guess is right we don't even have a choice. The old
system where every child was locked away and set into nonstop, daily cut
throat competition with every other child for silly prizes called grades is
broken beyond repair. If it could be fixed it could have been fixed by now.
Good riddance.
There is no correlation between the play money of grades and the play
money we buy things with, except that dishonest correlation forced on the
job market by rigging it with arbitrary laws and policies. For example, you
can establish by law or policy that the only people who get into medical
school are the people with lofty grade point averages, but that will not
guarantee that the best people become doctors; the same unpleasant reality
holds true for lawyers, businessmen, engineers or school teachers.
We have yet another warning that forcing the collective time of our young
people into a contest for symbols – whether money or grades or similar
prizes – is a mistaken course. We do not trust each other, we do not like
each other, we do not care for each other, we are unable to keep ourselves
from encroaching on each other, and we cannot keep our promises. That is a
recipe for social disaster, not one for the good life.
The new vision of North American education is going to have to find a
currency beyond money with which to pay its children to learn. My own
experience after 15 years of sponsoring service learning projects for my
students is that a curriculum that seeks the common good will be an
important part of that real currency, which doesn't inflate, as grade do. It
holds its value.
My own experience has been that every single academic question that can
be asked can be asked around a base of genuine service to the community and
can ride easily around an orbit of service. My own kids always did one full
day of community service a week. They generally worked alone in order to
escape the culture of school children. They took on full adult
responsibilities and a full adult work day even at the age of 12 or 13. And
in almost every case they discharged their duties splendidly.
Even in the first year I experimented with such a program it worked.
Indeed, it worked better for the selfish, spoiled, indifferent children of
prosperous families than it did for the lost children of the poor and
non-college bound. But the differences were small. It worked for everyone,
including the communities, which allowed themselves to be served. It
transformed people spiritually, morally and academically too.
In Western society over the past several thousand years, we have had, at
various times, great social visions: the pagan vision of Stoics like Marcus
Aurelius, the aristocratic vision of Charlemagne and the Plantagenets, the
Christian vision of St. Augustine and of the martyrs. All these grand
conceptions for which curricula were developed had a service ideal at the
bedrock of their foundations, a sense that we are obligated to each other,
that we need duties self-imposed if we expect to live easily with ourselves.
That is the great secret we have lost sight of in schools built around a
philosophy or theology of materialism, a curriculum of competition and
accumulation, a curriculum of self-aggrandizement: that these directives are
prescriptions for bad individuals, bad communities, bad societies and bad
consciences.
All the transforming visions we have human record of asked a question
beyond money: What do I owe?
And these visions promise that if we will only speak for those who cannot
speak for themselves, if we will only be generous to the poor, if we will
only seek the common good, that our lives will be filled with meaning. It
worked for Solomon; it worked for my mother; it will work for the rest of us
too.