Comets, Crabs, Social Justice, And Conformity

I wrote last week about the super-cool and thoroughly impressive achievement of some European scientists who landed a robotic probe on a mind-blowingly distant comet. I was disgusted with humanity at the time because this incredible accomplishment was taking a major backseat to the mind-numbing non-news story of Kim Kardashian and her shiny naked body in Paper magazine. I was ready to toss in the towel and move off-grid so that I would never have to rub elbows with the sorry excuse for humanity that found more awe and value in a celebrity press stunt than a real and significant scientific achievement that was ten years and three hundred million miles in the making.

The creativity and innovation and utter brilliance of the scientists responsible for this historic feat are definitely not run-of-the-mill. These people aren't typical. They aren't average. Average people do not land robotic space probes on speeding space comets millions of miles from Earth. Not only does the typical person not have the brain power necessary to achieve that sort of space landing, the typical person also couldn't even conceive of the concept. The typical person is too busy conforming to social roles, trudging through traffic, working at boring and unfulfilling jobs in order pay off massive amounts of debt to accomplish the magnificent.

The scientists responsible for landing Philae are non-conformists. and because they are non-conformists, they were able to accomplish the magnificent.

One look at the early pictures of Rosetta Project scientist Dr. Matt Taylor, a brilliant man with full sleeve tattoos and a bizarre sense of fashion is enough to make one realize this is not your everyday garden variety scientist. He's definitely a unique individual. He isn't normal or ordinary. If he were normal, he wouldn't be landing robots on comets... because, you know, people aren't doing that sort of thing everyday.

His unusual appearance is just confirmation of how uncommon he is. It's beautiful really. That media brainwashing and the vacuousness of pop culture hasn't transformed everyone into the mediocre masses of the uninspired is a wonderful thing. Dr. Matt Taylor is a freak who has escaped the box inside of which society seems to do all of its thinking.

Enter the mob army with pitchforks and torches and angry tweets ready to burn freaks at the stake of public opinion. #shirtstorm. A gang of terribly non-brilliant feminists formed out of the farthest reaches of the internet to rant and scream and accuse Dr. Taylor of objectifying women, claiming that his choice of admittedly gaudy attire was blatantly sexist (His shirt featured a colorful array of scantily clad cartoon women), and that his shirt would single handedly intimidate young girls from pursuing careers in science. The angry mob tore down his character and his career and overshadowed the genius of his achievements.

That's what he gets for being different.

I grew up on the Chesapeake Bay. We eat a lot of blue crabs there. They are tasty boogers. But they are stupid. And they are mean. When you stick crabs in a basket, sometimes one will attempt to crawl out and escape to safety, only just as he starts to get somewhere, the others will grab him and drag him back down to their level ensuring their collective demise.  It's like they chant together with their tiny crab voices, "Where do you think you are going? You can't do that? Get back down here with us where you belong!"

And that's what the feminist #shirtstorm did to Dr. Matt Taylor. With their sharp clawing tweets, they reached up and dragged him back down. "That's not socially acceptable! You get back in this box and do what you're supposed to do!"

The crabs succeeded. Dr. Taylor issued a tearful public apology, looking much more like a normal and respectable human being. His plentiful tattoos were covered. His colorful shirt replaced with a more sensible and neutral and unoffensive one. His exuberant happiness replaced with a more somber plea for forgiveness and acceptance.

Way to go, internet lynch mob! You broke him. You pulled him back down into the box of standard thinking and social convention.

You made him conform.

So while he was weeping tears for offending you, I was weeping tears for your destruction of his individuality and his sense of a unique identity. While Kim Kardashian was busy "breaking the internet" the social media mob was busy breaking my faith in humanity with the destuction of Dr. Matt Taylor's spirit.

Still, no one is paying attention to the real wonder here. It isn't naked celebrity butts or inappropriately dressed scientists. The real wonder is that a group of humans maneuvered a tiny robotic vehicle through the vastness of space and landed it on a relatively tiny piece of rock millions of miles away, using only rockets and harpoons and the amazing power of math. Now that probe is transmitting back to our own tiny rock breathtaking images of a heavenly body we will never see with our own eyes. And none of that would have been possible if everyone conformed to socially acceptable patterns of thought and behavior.

But good for you, nasty internet bullies. You've broken another human being... probably ensuring our collective social demise. I don't really think one colorful shirt on one scientist's body would discourage girls everywhere from pursuing careers in the sciences. I do however, think that the savage social reaction to that same shirt might keep others from expressing themselves in non-conventional ways.

And we are all going to suffer for that.

My Son Isn't Going To College

My son isn't going to college.

I know I should be hanging my head in shame. Society-at-large thinks I'm a failure... and I've raised a failure of a kid.  He'll probably be sleeping on my couch until he's well into his thirties.  Or maybe he'll just leech off the state for a while.  Or flip burgers for eternity, just suffering through a miserable and unfulfilling life until the end of his days.  I mean, everyone knows the only road to success and happiness runs straight through a four-year university.

Or does it?

My son doesn't have any desire to go to college and it's not because he's unambitious, or lazy, or stupid, or his career plans involve asking customers if they want fries with that.  No, my son is just one of the lucky few who hasn't been programmed to believe the only way to success is with an expensive piece of paper.  He doesn't want to be crushed under the weight of expensive student loans to pursue an education his family can't afford to provide, just to come out and be as unemployable as he seemed to be when he started.

He missed out on the public school programming.  He wasn't exposed school year after school year to the lie that's being fed to our young people (Heck!  It's being fed to the not-so-young too) that the only way to get a decent paying job, and therefore succeed in life and find eternal happiness, is to go to college.  It starts in grade school when the missionaries (also known as counselors, administrators, teachers and sometimes even parents and grandparents and cousins twice removed) start preaching the college track as the only road to economic salvation, and their message only intensifies and increases in fervor the closer students get to high school graduation.  It's a thorough brainwashing that leaves the baptized dazed and confused when they eventually emerge from their institutions of higher education and await success to fall like mana from the sky only to discover that their degree in psychology or history or women's studies or underwater basket weaving just isn't the ticket to the big time that they thought it would be.  And to add insult to injury they are all too often left holding the bill for their expensive education with no way to pay for it... except maybe to work retail or wait tables or the checkout lane at the local Wal-mart... you know?  All of the jobs the lowly losers who only hold a high school diploma (instead of the fancy expensive piece of paper purchased from a university) are also qualified for?  Welcome to adulthood, suckers!

Here.  Have some statistics just to prove my point:  According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, the number of college graduates working minimum wage jobs is up 71% higher than just ten years ago.  The Economic Policy Institute reports roughly 8.5 % of 2014 college graduates are unemployed, while another 16.8% are underemployed (Which means they may be working only part-time or holding temporary positions but are looking for full-time work).  More than one third of recent college graduates are working in positions that don't require a college degree.  Meanwhile, student debt tops one trillion dollars.

That's TRILLION.  With a T.

I know that it may seem like I'm on some bitter anti-college rant, but I will remind you that I have a college education.  And my husband has a college education. And it is largely because of his that we have a roof over our heads and food to eat and a computer for me to type out my passionate yet cynical rants about modern society. Mine... well not so much (but I majored in Music Performance...  sooooo... ).

I also happen to think a college education is a great thing... depending on what your life plan might be.  If you plan to be a doctor, or a lawyer, or an engineer, or some other super-specialized career where knowledge in your chosen field needs to be extensive... please, please, PLEASE go to college.  Or if you want to pursue a career in academia where you can "educate" other poor schleps who have bought into the system... go ahead and go to college... and go to college again... and again... for years. But most kids who enter college aren't on a track to medical school, or law school, or distinguished positions in the scholarly world.  They are there because they've been told that that's where they should be if they don't want to be a perpetual loser.  And they are pursuing fairly useless degrees in fairly useless fields while wasting Mommy and Daddy's money on booze and junk food and engaging in questionable and dangerous behavior.

With colleges and universities churning out more and more college graduates every year like conveyor belt factories, employment opportunities for individuals who hold "just" a bachelor's degree are very limited (see the above statistics).  Which means those graduates will either join the unemployed masses, or settle for a barista position at the local coffee shop, or head back into the university factory for a higher degree and even more debt.

But what if those same beer guzzling slackers instead of wracking up student loan debt for a fairly worthless bachelor's degree, had instead invested time in a trade school?  What if they had invested time learning something useful like welding or basic machining or automobile mechanics?  Right now employers seem to value skilled labor over educated labor.

Trade schools require less time commitment (nine months to two years in comparison to the 4 plus years often needed to complete a bachelor's degree)and less financial investment (the cost of the average bachelor's degree in the United States is $127,000 while the average cost for a two-year trade school is only about $33,000).  Plus if we crunch some numbers, we find that the trade school education has a much higher return on investment (about $12 for every $1 invested in education versus the $9 for every $1 invested in that bachelor's degree).

And there will be jobs waiting for the trade school graduate the day after graduation (if not sooner).  Employers are seeking workers with high precision skills, so trade school graduates (depending on their field of study) have little trouble finding employment in their chosen field... unlike the girl with the BA in History that's serving up their morning coffee.  There is no shame in pursuing a career in a trade field.  None.

Still (since we're talking numbers and success and other bs), statistically speaking the average college graduate will make more money over his or her lifetime than the average trade school or high school graduate.  But first, the wide-eyed and dreaming young freshmen have to actually graduate from college (and eventually find a job, but I've already made that point I think), and that might not be as easy as their high school counselor made it out to be.  According to a 2012 Harvard study, only 56% of students who enter America's colleges and universities manage to graduate within six years. And tragically, without that magic piece of paper, there is no difference in lifetime income from the lowly high school graduate.  A partial college education is pretty much meaningless in the real world of adulthood.  But congratulations on the debt, and good luck finding a creative way to it pay back.

Do you want to know what's really ironic?  Too often, college is seen as the only road to a successful future. But most high school students aren't really thinking about the future at all (shocker, I know)... at least not far enough into the future.  The focus tends to be on getting into a good college.  Not how to finish or, more importantly, what they want to do when they complete their degree.  Too many go to college "because they want to make more money".  And that's just the wrong reason.

College isn't for everyone and it shouldn't be marketed as such.

I personally loved college.  I loved late nights of study and the dusty smell of books in the library stacks and the solitude of a School of Music practice room (which is where I spent most of my time).  But my son is not me.  He's ADHD and dyslexic (although homeschooling largely saved him from those often damaging labels).  He likes to work with his hands and be outside.  He enjoys physical activity over studying.  He's actually incredibly brilliant and artistic and mechanically inclined.  But he would be miserable in a traditional college setting.

And he's not alone.  There are thousands of kids every year who enter the system, not because it's what they really want to do, but because it's what's they've been told they should do (They don't want to be labeled losers).  Many of them don't even know what they want to do if they happen to struggle through and receive that shiny degree.  There are plenty of kids who hate school and who struggle to maintain C averages who will still end up enrolling in a four year program.  Why are they there?  They probably aren't going to make it out successfully.  It's a set-up for failure.

What better way to start the experience of your adult life except with a big fat glaring failure?

Sure the numbers prove that college graduates make more money, but correlation does not equal causation.  Just because college graduates make more money does't mean the degree is the sole cause of the increase in income.  People who graduate from college are likely to have characteristics like perseverance, dedication, and a willingness for hard work.  Guess what, folks.  Those characteristics are bigger factors in determining success than the actual degree.

And while a degree may make you more marketable as a potential employee... a job isn't the only way to make money (although the masses seem to want you to think so).  A wonderful and brilliant friend of mine once told me, "You don't need a job.  You need an income."  And there are plenty of ways (far too many to list here) to make money if you're willing to think outside of the very limited employment box.

Besides, how terribly sad that the world seems to define success based solely on how much money a person makes.  What about fulfilling personal relationships and physical health? What about community involvement and happiness and the third metric?

So no, I'm not devastated that my son is choosing not to go to college because I know that he understands perseverance and dedication and hard work.  I see him embody those virtues almost everyday.  And I also know he understands the importance of loving people and having fun and standing up for a worthy cause and that life isn't just about making money.  I know that he will define his own success and not blindly accept what society is attempting to spoon feed him. He's his own person and he's fabulous and he's definitely NOT a loser.

I know he's going to be just fine.