Generation Gap

I’m calling this my old man rant. I’m far from old, but I am beginning to see the gap between myself and next generation. I have reached a point in my life that I am now twice the age of many graduating seniors. And now that I work in an environment surrounded by the aforementioned youths, I am finding some alarming trends. Yet, I’ve been pondering this one for a while…see, I started back in 2008 when I was attempting to get back into writing (this does not bode well for this to be a continuous venture, if history says anything about my dedication to the medium of writing). So bare with me as I take you back to my first attempt and try to pick it up 4 ½ years later, although much of it still applies…

I know, I know, it has been a while…a long while. Hey, it’s me, you know me. I haven’t changed much, same venue - different room. I’ve been thinking lately, that’s what abnormal amounts of quiet will do to you (that’s why you need to turn the music up loud kids). I’ve got a lot of things on my mind and I needed to reach in there and scoop it out like ice cream - I’ll let you add your own toppings

I figured all my ramblings couldn’t be encapsulated into a single, all-encompassing blog, but I think I might have come up with a theme, it might be a stretch, hang in there with me, hope you are flexible.

So here we are, still in the 0’s but almost out into those fun teen years,’08 to be more precise (at least I hope to be done with thing before the end of the year). Life and technology are moving faster than anyone can keep up with (yes, even you). No amount of doping or HGH will help you keep pace. I have come to observe that even the separation of a few years can greatly characterize where we are in our social interactions. Using myself as an example, and I always assume that I am the norm, deal, I graduated high school in the mid-90’s, attended college thereafter. During that time, the interwebs was coming of age to the general public, beginning in the academic arena. I had access to Netscape, newsgroups, and the beginning of what we called the world wide web (the www for those of you who didn’t know why we have to type that in front of our web address). My major form of communication in college was e-mail (see here for more info). Upon graduation I got my first cell phone (still have the same # I was first issued amazingly enough) and used it sparingly to call friends and family (again, see above link).

…so its now 2012, see much of the above still does applies, sadly. And yes, I still have the same phone number…hit me up! (the end of that sentence just shows you how out of touch I am with the new breed of teenagers) Obviously I did not finish that train of thought at the time, thus is sat on the shelf, collecting dust, allowing time pass, allowing more technology to be invented, and widening the gap between past and present. With technology developing at such an exponential rate, a lot has changed in that time. But with any advances in technology, and far too often, societal changes are not considered for the sake of greater laziness. I’m this has been believed since our grandfathers’ grandfathers experienced life with electricity for the first time, “these elevators are going to make these kids all fat and lazy.” If they only knew how right they were. Thus the reason why I am calling this my old man rant. Now, picking up where my ’08 self left off…

‘12, not yet a teen but in that awkward stage of development when you start noticing “those changes”. I can’t even imagine what life must be like for the youth of today, and I interact with them on a daily basis. One thing is for sure, their cell phones are firmly implanted to their person. If desire is the aspiration of progress, then you’ll be seeing Bluetooth contacts with a heads-up displace of cell phone screens in the not too distant future. (helps that I have already implanted suggested that idea to my student) I crossed out implanted because in the future they are going to implant microchips into our brains so can remember things. Which is a good thing because I read some where that access to all these search engines, looking up information instantaneously, is causing our long term memories to shrink. Until that is accomplished there’s a chance that my students won’t remember my suggestion and we’ll remain left with young, distracted danger-mobiles on our American roads. Let’s hope we all make it out of our teen years.

Don’t get me wrong, many of these advances have provided our population with improved quality of life, longer lives, easier lives, allowing us to do other things with our lives. However, much to the detriment to society, some of these technological advances can create unintended side effects. And if you don’t see the rise in popularity of zombie-themed pop-culture productions as a metaphor for our mindless dependence on technology, then maybe you are one yourself. And that’s today’s word.

Catch-up

Wow, I hadn’t really realized how long it has been, if anyone actually reads this blog I bet they would be pissed. Fortunately, it is only used for a squeezing of the cognitive sponge and I can return to my regular scheduled ranting knowing that no one really missed a drops. But let me catch you up on the happenings in the sundrenced world:

Golf Trip – It is truly amazing how the performance-to-inebriation ratio is conversely correlated, moving in opposite directions. But I blame it on sleep deprivation and exhaustion, hard to play well when you are tired from 3 rounds of golf previously. I’ll call it the time-performance diffusion half-life. Regardless, by all accounts good times were had, and keeping with a disturbing trend, only one person to the hospital this year to match last year's totals. For future note, golf is neither football nor nascar - it makes so much more sense sober. If only I had been sober enough to point out that fact in stead of laughing my ass off. Hey, at least I was sober enough to transport the patients to the emergency room. Must be getting wise in my elder age…speaking of which…

Birthday – That’s right, I turned another year older on the 23rd of June and my body is reminding me each time I finish a run. I may look younger than my age (as my middle school track team runners inquired if I was a senior in High School or I could pass for Prince William) but my mother insures that I was born on this day so many years ago and my joints concur. But I’m still young and nagging aches and pains come with running and I was fortunate enough to avoid major injuries in my running career so I can’t complain, at least I can still run and walk around without a limp, which is more than I can say for a few of my golf trip mates.

Boston – That ability to walk certainly helped for getting around the town of Boston. (These transitions make me feel like I am the emcee for the Price is Right’s showcase showdown). I was in Boston for my birthday and let me tell you, what a cool town. Probably helped that it was in the mid-70s and sunny, and a Saturday, and it was my birthday, and we weren’t rushed to do anything except wonder. We picked up the freedom trail around the city off and on, took a bunch of pictures, saw the façade of ‘Cheers’ and relaxed on the Charles River, which was bustling with runners, bikers, walkers, and pedestrians. I will have to hand it to Boston for incorporated large chain stores into the aesthetic of the city. A very historic city, like Richmond is to the Civil War, Boston is to the Revolutionary period. It felt familiar, although Richmond just can’t get the commercial foot traffic downtown, maybe we should get a “freedom trail” if we could only accept the fact that the south lost the war. Maybe we can call it the ‘walk of shame’ or to put a positive spin on it, ‘path of progress’ or something. Anyway, I will be curious to see how my opinion will change when I head up there anytime between November and April. See, we southern folk rarely see a river freeze over (a river!). As the cabbie told us, they have wagers on when the first person will fall through the ice trying to cross from Cambridge to Downtown over the Charles. Another talked about speed skating up river near Waltham. Umm…I think I’ll take the surface streets. Oh, and an additional word of caution for anyone moving for school up in that area (and there’s only about 100 of them, quite literally) watch out for the 10’ bridge clearance along the Memorial Drive – as our friendly local pointed out, don’t want to turn that moving truck into a convertible.

School – Well, I don’t have to move for school, I’ve been at it for some time already, but I see the light and I am closing in on completion, and the beginning of the end starts this summer. I am officially a graduate student (although I have taken a few grad school classes already). This next year will set the course for the next few years and shed some light on if this sacrifice was worth the time, money, and frustrations. To be honest, it hasn’t been that bad, school isn’t really all that difficult and there is no way I was going to keep doing what I was doing, too bad being a student doesn’t pay…can you believe you actually have to pay them? That’s crazy. So we’ll see how that turns out.

Work – Yes, I am reminded every day why I am changing my career. It is almost like they keep trying to make things more difficult when they think they are making it better. So, you remember that scene in Star Wars, the trash compacter walls squeezing in from both sides? Yeah, kind of like that except I don’t have R2-D2 to communicate with the computer system because our network is never working like it should be, firewalls up and down, passwords getting locked, - and R2 is down for maintenance anyway. So, I should get back to it, at least for about 5 minutes. That, too, has a time-performance decay half-life and is highly dependent on amount of sleep I get during the week. Hopefully I will get a chance to return to my regularly schedule updates over the next few weeks. Enjoy the 4th if I don’t post before then!

Virginia is for Scholars

Really, Virginia has some outstanding educational institutions, don't let the news outlets sway you in any way. But for some reason every time I read a caption like: "University fires president over drunken driving charges", my first reaction is now going to be: "What Virginia school this time?" Check it out for yourself...

http://www.cnn.com/2007/EDUCATION/04/30/college.president.arrest.ap/index.html

Madness

Well, it’s that time of year again: March Madness. The drive for 65. The big dance. It sounds like a really bad high school date.

“Eh, ummmm, hey. I was just wonderin’, umm, if you would like to maybe go to the big dance with me?”
“Oh yes! I would love to! I have been waiting so long for someone to finally ask me to the big dance. All my friends will be there, this will be soooo cool!”

Then once you get there your date goes and hangs out with all their friends giggling at the awkwardly, socially challenged dates that spent all month working on the courage to ask them to the dance in the first place. Then by the end of the night there is that one couple who stuck it out the whole dance. They had been slowly working their way to each other, dancing with different partners through slow songs and fast songs, through waltzes and doing the robot, until finally they nervously take center stage, under the spot light. Their palms are sweaty, footwork shaky, eyes wondering to the onlookers. Eventually one leaves crying and the other taking the crown as king of the dance. But for 64 others, their dance ends in disappointment, standing by the punch bowl wondering what if they had made that move during the White Snake song, or hadn’t sung along with that slow Elton John song with 4 minutes to go. The Cinderella’s of the dance long for the glass slipper only to see it shattered during that Bon Jovi song. Even the ‘cool’ kids fall to the Eric Clapton “Wonderful Tonight” slow dance technique, because everyone can slow dance - you just rock back and forth like zombies until the music stops.

So how is this year’s dance going to play out? With chaperones like Billy Packard and Jim Nantz how can it not be the greatest ever? Seems like every year is just that much better then the last, who knew? We’ve got the seniors: Ohio State, Kansas, UNC, Florida. The Juniors: Maryland, Villanova, Georgetown, Duke, USC, UCLA, all looking to retake the coveted crown. The Bullies: VCU, Pittsburgh, Boston College, Virginia Tech, Texas, Texas A&M, Texas Tech, basically any school from Texas. The Intellectuals: Virginia, Penn, Notre Dame, Vanderbilt. The “do you even go to school here” schools: Corpus “Don’t call me Texas A&M” Christi, Weber “Big Sky” State, Niagara “we are more than the falls”, Miami “no not that Miami” of Ohio, Jackson “capital of Mississippi” State. And least we not forget the exchange students: Marquette, Xavier, Gonzaga. And watch out for those pesky up and coming freshmen: Wright St., Central Connecticut, Long Beach St., Albany.

This year looks like it gonna involve some break-dancing, the Texas two-step, the Virginia swing, new age, and I think I see a ballroom waltzes in there somewhere. Make sure you got your tux, the corsage, the right shoes, your hair done, because starting tomorrow, the big dance madness begins.