Jeff D wrote:
I'd say this has been a pretty good thread, and I'm never picky about the specific wording of the subject line that starts off a topic thread -- whatever it takes to get the discussion going. I'm all too happy to deliberately misconstrue the question or turn it just so in order to shift the discussion subtly. For me, the issue has not been whether "we" as a society "need" people who are poor or poverty to exist, but what can be done about it, what can and should be done to help people who are "poor" (and also to people who may be materially well-off but who are "poor in spirit") to become better educated and happier, to flourish as human beings.
Oh, Jeff...
Now you've made me feel that my own aspirations as sooooo low: it has never occurred to me to try to help anyone's "spirit," poor in it or even totally without it.
Whatever it is... I am so hide bound, so prosaic in my belief that we have a body with which we operate in the temporal and only world, and a mind which propels that body, absorbs data, turns it into impulses, ideas.. ideas that might be high, could be low, and that are limited by the limits of the mind that conceived them.
While I don't (always) knock those who speak of the "spiritual" I usually remove myself from the conversation on the grounds that I have no idea what it is...or how you get it...
(The closest is that at this season, when the daffodils are in full bloom, the pear trees too, the magnolias in bud, and Washington's cherry trees about to burst into their full glory... there is a twinge of awareness of the ineffable.. which leads me to. "Damn.. this COULD be the best of all possible worlds ".. but then I have to remind myself that I am also viewing it all from the perspective of having a full tummy, and a few bucks in my pocket..it has always been my hangup that the only "spirituality " that accrues to the very poor are the hallucinations that come from being excessively hungry.
Yes, of course, I KNOW that I could be wrong, and that the homeless lady on my corner with her plastic bags of home appliances and toilet paper rolls, and empty McDonald's wrappers COULD be as "spiritual" as Nancy Reagan.
But of course if I really thought I MIGHT be wrong I wouldn't be writing this in the first place.
I don't know that education, real education makes anyone happier.
Or that spreading happiness (what IS it?) was a responsibility of mine... I am lacking the lingo, which I have always thought belonged to missionaries.."I have never been happier... now that Jesus (or keeping kosher) is in my life.. I'm sedated by happiness, so let me make YOU happy, too").
I think that the trade school administered effectively will help its students get jobs... and by TRADE SCHOOL, I mean either the teaching of cobbling, or carpentry, or the awarding of MBAs.
What is Wharton, and/ or the Harvard Business School if not a trade school?
The difference between one and the other is the amount of potential earnings, and of course status, and in no way suggests a well educated person.
Think Bush.
Think the graduates of our best law schools.
No Homer, no Virgil, no Dante.... and the kids in the shop classes in my high school weren't being introduced to them either ... just eye on the prize, get through the class even if in the bottom one percent... and get a job.
I am not knocking getting the job.. I have been trying to say that the creation of jobs that allow people the dignity of being self-supporting, and even, believe it or not to be paying money into the community coffers that should be what taxes represent.. should be the highest priority of leadership.
And that without them, all the rest of seeking to cure what ails us remains moot, talk, inconsequential
But I have also been trying to say that the best education... the general education level for our society should be one that emphasizes, first, critical thinking... the need to question everything (including what goes into the hot dog that is the symbol of American diet) and second all those elements that go into awareness that there is a world out there of which we are only a part and not the whole shebang... and THAT one gets from being exposed to, and thinking important, what others have contributed to a world that has been around.. no question.. for MILLIONS of years.
The classical Greeks, the Romans... to the philosophers of Revolution, to the travails of going from the Church Universal to a "Reformed" Europe, to the conquests of indigenous peoples of the New World by the Caucasians who laid them low...
How can we live, much less take it upon ourselves to lead the world..much less make other people "HAPPY," when a random inquiry on a CITY street (not an Alabama backwater) yields the astounding information that 9 out of 10 of the respondents either never heard of or are only vaguely aware of the name, not the work, of the arguably two greatest influences on the 20th Century, Marx and Freud?
So that we don't know why we live in economic and even military chaos, OR why we can so easily be manipulated into buy Brand A, versus Brand B.
We are, by and large deprived of those connections between the really great ideas which have determined how we live, and what has been interpreted FOR us, thrust upon us because we are helpless to negate it , or to challenge its veracity.
And it is that omission in our educations that has brought us to the sorry state we are in now: never before in the history of the world have a people, any people had so much and enjoyed it little, and so despised those who have less...and feared them to such an extent.
The net result of sadly narrow American education, including our caste and class encouraging higher education (What? You went to Bimbo University? Couldn't get into, afford, Harvard or Yale or Princeton?) is our devastating sense of exceptionalism... an exceptionalism that even taints our best works, our best selves.
The Peace Corps... that repository of high ideals.. and the shock of hearing people query us: "Who the HELL are you to tell us how to live, and why?"
I hope that makes sense....I can't reread it now because I have to get the cup of coffee that is the closest I can imagine to " spiritual" uplift as well as the trigger that gets my brain into gear...
But I do want to add something that just popped, willy-nilly into my head as random, irrational thoughts have a way of doing:
The wonderful film where an earth-bound Wallace Shawn (actor, playwright) is having dinner with the extraordinarily "spiritual" Andre Gregory and listening to Gregory describe his "spiritual" adventures, ends with Wally going home in the cab he could afford over the bus because Gregory paid for the elegant dinner ..
He can't wait to get home to Debby (Eisenberg, writer,waitress, girlfriend) to tell her about "My Dinner with Andre."
He is thinking of what it means to be Andre rather than Wally... Wally who never gamboled naked in a Polish forest while the meaning of life became manifest.
Wally who takes great joy from starting his day by finding when he gets up in the morning that no cockroach has drowned in the cup of coffee he left on the table and which he so looks forward to finish drinking.
As you may have gathered by now... my sympathies are with Wally..in fact I AM Wally...
I think the cup of coffee, cockroach aside, is what societies need, spiritual uplift whatever that is, is purely individual, has to come later, but it is NOT, NOT a valid SOCIETAL concern, anyway.
Norma