— William Faulkner, Nobel Prize for Literature Speech
As winter creeps upon us(Snow in October?), I finally feel a great sense of relief. A process that took me a great number of weeks has finally ended: I have officially applied to college. Indeed, many people still feel anxious, nervous, and just plain sick even after their apps have been submitted. They will sit, waiting for that letter to arrive telling that they have gotten in to the school of their dreams. Or, more likely, they will pace around in circles until they feel sick, repeatedly going through mental scenarios in their head, trying to figure out the much feared “worst case scenario”. Normally, it goes something like this:
“There’s no way I’m getting in. I’m not even that smart. There’s no point.”
A few moments later
“Well, it’s ok. I can just got to community college if I don’t get in…those schools let everyone in. I’ll just transfer after I go there for a year or two. Everything will be fine.”
So, it’s not hard to see how silly all of these thoughts are when they are written out like I have done above. The thoughts that creep around in our head are usually pretty insane—like super nutty. But we fail to question them when we are in a state of complete panic. It’s as if the logical part of our minds just shut themselves down in the face of what we consider to be a “major crisis”. Whatever the case may be, this type of thinking is dangerous. I can say through both personal experience, and through direction observation of my close friends, that getting stressed out only leads to the inevitable nervous breakdown. In one of my previous scribbling here on the site, I believe I talked about how we always seem to be teetering on the edge of a nervous breakdown. In some ways, this can be a great tool for motivation, but it can manifest into something very debilitating when you take it to the extreme. I survived the college application process through exploring my own personal philosophy, reading books about people having similar apprehensions, and a good amount of unadulterated panic attacks. It was not until after I submitted my apps that I developed the foresight to see just how silly I had been acting. Emotions are strange things sometimes.
Now that I’ve applied, I sometimes ask myself, “What’s next?”. It’s a valid question. After all, there is a very distinct possibility that I won’t get into my top choice school, or even my second choice school. What happens then? Well, I’ve come to realize that these questions accomplish nothing besides make me want to pie myself in the face. The only thing that I can do is believe that not getting into a top choice school is not the end of the world, as it were. Being sucked into the mass hysteria that seems to define any high school senior is silly and without purpose. I like to think of the opening lines of howl when I picture the madness of my peers: “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked”. In this case, the madness is applying to college. All of this seems to leads us to one other question: What causes all of this hysteria around applying to college?
If I were to answer this question honestly, I’m afraid I would get a lot of flak for not being politically correct. My honest answer—which I will be so bold as to put down in writing—is that smug, anal retentive parents make this process hell. While they are not the sole cause of this stress, parents who want to relive their childhood vicariously through their children are the chief source of problems. Many of us would like to believe that such is not the case, but I’m afraid it is the truth. Parents want their children to be better than their friend’s children. It’s pure competition. Wars are going on in Suburbia—a form of warfare in which parents try to inflate their ego through the academic success of their offspring. (This all sounds rather cynical, but I’m afraid you must admit that there is at least some truth in it.)
` To be fair, there are also a number of other factors that contribute to the mass hysteria that surrounds applying to college. For instance, many students feel the need to elevate their peer’s level of stress by incessantly talking about every aspect of college. Every social function becomes a place to talk about the common app, tuition, prestige, or SAT scores. One starts to feel sick after this constant discussion which, in reality, is anxiety couched in egomania. It’s almost as if some terrible sickness begins to spread, catching nearly every student applying to college. But indeed, we manage to deal with it. To be polite and genial it is necessary to listen to everyone moan and groan about their college application process. We are expected to empathize and be nothing but polite. It’s a tough life we all live—the horror of applying to college. The abominable first-world problems we all must face every single day. When will this madness end?
We know we have lost it when we begin to think like this.
There were many times over these past few weeks when I realized I hadn’t written anything in quite some time. I suppose being too wrapped up in my own personal affairs and “busy” lifestyle had me give up on writing for a while. Yet, each period in which I have ceased this activity has been filled with mostly bleak days without that wonderful satisfaction one gets after completing a paragraph, or finishing a lengthy diatribe. The rhythm of sentences, commas, semicolons, and all other elements of grammar/punctuation—not to discount the personal favorite em dash—had become a pleasant memory, but were no longer part of the daily routine. For the first time in my life, I began to understand what it felt like to come home from work too tired to write about the miserable day. I had forgotten how cathartic this medium truly is; writing seems to be as human as eating, breathing, sleeping, and all other biological functions. I’m not sure if this is true for all people, but I’ve found that writing allows be to get a better perspective on just about everything. And yes, this is just about the most pretentious essay ever written on this tumblr. It’s a smug satisfaction I suppose.
Even thought I have probably damaged my credibility with the flowery and highly idealistic prose above, I still believe that writing—in the simplest sense—helps us get over the fact that life often sucks. Words provide a direct channel for us to communicate our emotions. The written word allows this process to be even more intimate and direct. At the moment, I am in the midst of many things, some troubling, and some unbelievably wonderful. The challenge seems to be balancing these two sets of things out; thinking about what sucks when you should be having fun does not fare well. So, with this short message, I return to this tumblr once more for an ongoing experiment: A quest to see whether or not writing can actually improve one’s daily life. Natalie Goldberg seems to think so…
I don’t think I ever really knew what it was like to be “busy” until this past week. Typically, I would hear this term, think for a moment, and then assume that whoever was saying that they were “so busy”, was probably just exaggerating. I still stand by this belief for some people who like to moan about having a lot of work, but more and more I’m starting to realize that people really are “busy”. For a Junior in high school, most of the year is filled with testing ad infinitum: SAT’s during the spring, AP exams in May, and for some SAT II’s in June. I typically don’t think it very fair to compare our academic plight to any historical group, but I would say that students today have it rough—although we have food, shelter, and don’t need to wait on bread lines. Indeed, I often need to stop for a few moments to realize how well-off the greater North Jersey area is.
Nonetheless, I am one of those unexceptional students who does not deal with a large amount of work well. The panic mechanism tends to kick in, the Apocalypse seems near, and everything becomes murky and uncertain. There is an infantile instinct that exists which causes me to forget everything I have been taught over my long academic, and instead intellectually curl up into the fetal position. This is why I tend to write extremely mediocre essays on any sort of standardized exam. When it comes to mathematics, I seem to forget some of the most basic principles ; the calculator becomes my brain while my bean rests in a vegetable-like state. Yet, I will then proceed to go home and do some scribbling of my own which tends to be infinitely better than the one I composed on the exam. It is for the reasons presented above that I dread any sort of standardized exam. They lack character, and feel terribly Orwellian in nature. In fact, the word “standardized” seems to be almost offensive on its own. But, I do take some solace in the fact that in the grand scheme of things, the ability to actually write meaningful pieces, and not automaton cookie-cutter essays, will help me tremendously.
But honest, I don’t like to complain about too much work.
The chief reason I feel terrible complaining about work is that it makes me feel weak and terribly inept . I am surrounded—in most situations— by an exceptional group of very hard working individuals who have enough honor to be jovial even when they are on the verge of collapse due to a heavy work load. In general, I try to hold myself to a higher standard whenever possible. This seems to be a good policy, as it has helped me advance over the years. I find that some of the finest work is produced when people have way too much on their plates. This goes against the myth that seems to exist in our heads which says that if we had more free time, then we would be able to finally do X, or write Y. Stress can, in some cases, be a great creative influence. At other times it can be the catalyst to a nervous break down. You know that you’re doing good work when 1) you’re on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and 2) you’re scared that you are about to fail miserably. Not very comforting, but it’s the god’s honest truth.
So, I suppose this little piece marks my return to writing for a while. The notion that the written word, and the composition of it, allows for a cathartic experience is very true. I feel infinitely better now that I was able to sit down and string some words together.Natalie Goldberg is correct in her book Writing Down The Bones when she says that it is necessary to write everyday—no matter how crumby the composition comes out to be. Just as a small aside, I highly recommend that anyone reading this run out and buy a copy of Writing Down The Bones. It is one of the best books on writing in existence, with exception to Stephen King’s excellent On Writing.
And as one last note, I must take a moment to thank Merlin Mann of 43 Folders for giving an excellent talk on being scared shitless. My week would have been hell without his humor and reassurance:
“Scared Shitless”
A little less than a week ago, the local Board of Education decided that three specialized programs—IT, Communications, and Theatre Arts—were no longer worth keeping around. *They justified this decision by asserting that the enrollment numbers in the programs did not sufficiently meet what the the Board considered acceptable. Students currently enrolled in the programs have been assured that they will be able to finish out what they initially signed up for, but there will be no incoming class. The University Programs for Theatre Arts & Communications + IT are being decommissioned.
In the paragraph above, I gave the facts regarding the situation. Now, I will try to give some perspective and attempt to show how this unwise decision by the Board of Education will ultimately be detrimental to the district’s reputation, the students, as well as teachers. All throughout this analysis I will intersperse some important past history regarding the program as well as the progression of the Board’s decision. The first problem with this entire situation is that it very clearly breaks a promise made by the Board to the students and teachers of the University Program:
In an open letter to the University Program community, Castor and board members Belsky, Sadie Quinlan and President Wayne Peterson indicated that it will revive its proposal should the targeted programs fail to meet specific benchmarks by Aug. 15, 2011: 18 incoming students enrolled in any of the programs or 60 total students in each program, including the members of the Class of 2015.
(“Enrollment Crucial to Future of University Programs”, Wyckoff Patch, Sept. 28, 2010)
The quote above—concerning the Aug. 15 deadline—appeared in an open letter posted on the RHS website, which was presumedly written to appease opponents of the Board. I must now pause and give credit to my good friend Brendan Neal, whose keen eyes were the first to catch this vitally important “breech of contract”, as he has phrased it. Whether this is a legitimate, binding legal contract is something for a lawyer to decide, but what seems clear is that the Board looks quite bad breaking their initial promise. Parents and students ought to be outraged that Board members would be so quick to break a very simple commitment. More and more, it seems like the Board had their decision made months in advance—as if the open letter was nothing more than a phony PR document. It is difficult to have respect for a body that cannot even stick to commitments agreed upon in a highly publicized “open letter”. Looking at the actual language of the letter, it seems very clear that the Board tried to manipulate parents by making it seem as if the entire controversy was a mere misunderstanding:
The Committee members believe that it is unfortunate that our recommendation has been misunderstood by some members of the UP community. Our recommendation does not derive from any disregard for the value of the three programs in question nor from any sense that these programs are less important than the other three UP programs, Science, Medicine & Research; Engineering & Design; and International Studies & Business. Rather, our recommendation emanates solely from our responsibilities to the District community as a whole. We understand that one of the primary roles of the Board is to make choices among competing interests. This requires that we evaluate these interests for the best outcome for the entire community.
(Board of Education “Open Letter” )
A simple and acceptable level of semantical interpretation shows that the Board wants to make it seem as if they are the victim in this situation. The Board claims that their decision does not mean to disrespect the programs themselves, but simply tries to ensure that the needs of all students are met. I find it hard to believe this when the Board presented no solution to remedy the program’s to low enrollment numbers, but rather decided that the only option was to end it. If the body did in fact care about the programs themselves, it only seems logical that they would meet with teachers, parents, and students to figure out how enrollment numbers could be increased. But once again, the Board runs the school much like a Board of Investors in a large corporation. To a person like Ira Belsky, students are emotionless automatons who have only one purpose: to earn high scores on state standardized tests.
From a more personal perspective, the termination of the Theatre Arts & Communications University Program at Ramapo is not only insulting to students, parents, and teachers—as they are beginning to feel increasingly marginalized—but also to the work of a passionate and dedicated man named Harry K. Berkheiser. I did not have the honor of meeting Mr. Berkheiser before he passed away some years ago, but I have heard countless stories and pleasant tales about the man. All of these memories discuss how passionate and dedicated the man was. He was the true mastermind behind the incredibly unique Theatre Arts & Communications University Program. It was thanks to his work that Ramapo became known throughout the region for its unmatched program. In fact, if it was not for Mr. Berkheiser’s work, it seems safe to say that many Ramapo alumni who graduated from the University Program would have never gotten the jobs they currently have. Indeed, many graduates of the Communications University Program eagerly correspond with past teachers, highlighting the importance of the skills acquired from their time as students. Yet, the Board seems to disregard the work of this compassionate man. They would much rather write it off as too costly, and affectively stomp all over his legacy. For this, Board members should feel awful.
Another disturbing element of the Board’s decision to terminate the program’s is the very clear lack of planning as to how the programs will be slowly dismantled. Superintendent Dr. C. Lauren Schoen has been less the helpful in answering even the most basic of questions. It is almost disturbing to think that the Board would end the programs without establishing a clear plan of future action. When asked about the particulars of the presumed open UP electives, Schoen simply responded with a typical “Well, that’s a good question. I’ll look into that.”, type response. Let me make it clear that such a response is in no way appropriate given the circumstances. Teachers, parents, and students should be getting highly detailed information as to how the programs will proceed. So far, the only thing that is certain is that current UP students will be able to finish their program as promised ; however, other details are still up in the air. In a very general sense, the Board neglected their due diligence by failing to outline a plan as to how things should proceed. At this point, I certainly hope the reader is asking him or herself one very important question: What is the point of a “Board of Education” when it fails to fulfill even the most basic of obligations? This question has been baffling me since I attended the much publicized September 27 meeting of the Board some months ago. At the meeting, numerous parents and students(myself included) spoke out against the Board’s rash decision. Yet, member’s like Ira Belsky simply sat with blank expressions, fidgeting with pens and paper, wondering if he could shut opposers up by ignoring them. It is very disturbing to think that our schools are managed by executives who only comprehend entries on a spreadsheet, and have no understanding of students. In a sense, they have become so desensitized and bored by their humdrum life, that they can no longer respond to emotional stimulus. All of this is highly disturbing to someone who cares.
Additionally, the Board had failed to investigate the possible consequences of opening up the former University Program as ordinary electives.With thousands of dollars worth of specialized equipment, it seems logical to assume that students without proper training would cause considerable damage by mere accident, or perhaps due to horseplay. Members of the Communications University Program were required to undergo extensive training regarding safe operation of the equipment. Even with this training, equipment would occasionally get damaged due to an accident. Untrained students wandering into the Television studio, or into the Editing Suite, are bound to have many more accidents. Logic tells us that the number of accidents—and in turn damage—occurring will increase considerably with students who lack the proper pre-requisites. Furthermore, the high standards of excellency and rigor that made the program so well respected will decline. Open electives inevitably tend to attract a less dedicated crowd. Some students might see “Broadcasting Studies” on a list of electives and choose it because they expect it to be very little work—a quick and easy “A”. The overall sense of community that has been so essential to the Theatre Arts & Communications programs at Ramapo will most certainly be destroyed. Arbitrarily scheduled elective classes will not allow for a “family” feel that has been essential to the operation of the programs. The very notation of a cumulative curriculum—one that builds on each year’s experience—will be terminated in favor of a non-linear series of electives. All of these reasons highlight the negative implications of dismantling the Communications & Theatre Arts University Programs, but the Board has never once voiced any concern about the issues outlined above.
Throughout this entire process, it seems that the students have gotten the short end of the stick. Speaking for my fellow classmates, I can affirm that we have be repeatedly ignored by the Board of Education. At no point were students asked, or even confronted, regarding their opinion of the Board’s decision. Information was hidden from students in an attempt to hamper any chance of mass opposition. Indeed, the Board was clever in how they executed the diabolical process. This is why the September 27 meeting was such a breath of fresh air ; students joined together to oppose the Board, despite their efforts to quiet any such opposition. Even Ira Belsky must acknowledge the extreme dedication showcased by students who voiced their opinions to the Board. Granted, many of these suggestions and opinions were flat out ignored, as students preached to deaf ears, but they were nonetheless honorable. I would go so far as to say that the Board should send a personalized letter out to students who fought to oppose the Board’s decision. After all, one of the main goals of the public school system is to turn students into outstanding members of their communities—to be informed and responsible individuals. From what I can gather, the passionate opposition among students demonstrated all of these qualities. But it is a pity that Ira Belsky, Wayne Peterson, Jane Castor, Jeff Brown, Dr. Lynn Budd, Thomas Bunting, Robert Gebhard, Elizabeth Pierce,and Sadie Quinlan simply do not care. They are happy with their Excel spreadsheets and would much rather go on assuming that students are mere widgets without any capacity for emotion or contrarian thought. Perhaps it is time that we review the actions of the Board and elect passionate people who actually care, rather than numb, depressing executives.
* At no point did the Board of Education produce a document that set guidelines for minimum enrollment numbers. Therefore, one can assume that the numbers were decided upon after the fact, as a way of adding to the Board’s crusade.
A lot of people I talk to squawk at the fact that I enjoy theatre. It’s not an uncommon thing to encounter someone who views theatre as a meaningless, and perhaps boring endeavor. Most people of my ilk—those who act or assist in production—take great offense to harsh views like these. Indeed, it is very understandable that an actor—a person who takes the craft very seriously—would be put off by statements bashing their art. However, many simply fight with the unappreciative ignoramus, rather than try to reason with them. I suppose that I am somewhat of a recovering “theatre ignoramus” ; that is, I understand what drives people to regard theatre as a waistless activity. Also, I still struggle to regard myself as a competent actor, which is why I view myself as an outsider looking in, rather than a skilled participant.
Having acted in 3 high school theatre productions, I learned to appreciate the arts, and gained valuable understanding as to how a production operates. What seems to be the most overlooked aspect of theatre is the incredible camaraderie. During the course of a production, an actor will inevitably become very good friends with fellow actors. In fact, these friendships made during productions will many a times develop into romantic relationships. Yet, all of this is not considered by those who ignorantly say that theatre is meaningless and stupid. I must take a moment of acknowledge an oversight of my own, which deals with a similar sort of ignorance in regards to sports. For nearly my entire life, I have viewed sports as the byproduct of unhealthy levels of testosterone. This belief, I agree, is very silly. It was not until very recently, however, that I realized that sports were also an amazing place for comradeship. Just as in theatre, sports also allow for a sort of “family” feeling with fellow teammates. Without such strong relationships, teams sports would surely crumble. Unity is something shared by both theatre and sports. Finally realizing this key similarity is what allowed me to realize that sports people and theatre people are not so different. So, the next time someone comes up to you and says “Theatre is gay!” or “Theatre is pointless”, do not retort with a equally as hurtful comment, but instead take a moment to educate the person. Tell them about the simalarity between sports and theatre. That is all.
In Washington, a slimy Republican representative named Doug Lamborn from Colorado is using legislation to push his own partisan agenda. United States House of Representatives bill H.R.68 “To amend the communications Act of 1934 to Prohibit Federal Funding for the Corporation for Public Broadcasting after fiscal year 2013” is a dishonest attempt to cripple one of the country’s most sane news organizations, National Public Radio. To understand the severity of this, it is important to note that NPR is partially funded from the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, as well as from the U.S. Government indirectly. Yet another piece of legislation— as if H.R.68. were not bad enough—is being proposed by the same Doug Lamborn. A complimentary bill, H.R. 69 aims to “prohibit Federal funding to certain public radio programming…” In other words, this second bill targets NPR directly.
Perhaps the worst element of all of this is the hidden agenda behind these two crippling pieces of legislation. Let me explain: A few months back, Juan Williams, a long time NPR news analyst, was abruptly fired from NPR after saying some rather insensitive comments about Muslims. One could debate ad nauseam whether NPR’s chief executive Ellen Weiss should have given Williams the boot (the author of this piece thinks termination was a bad choice), but that is a moot point. I must make it clear that the linking of this controversial firing and Representative Lamborn’s anti-NPR legislation is a conjecture, but very likely. My chief bone of contention with these two pieces of legislation is that they are justified with the tired and somewhat disingenuous Republican claim to reduce the deficit. This is clear through a report in 5280, a Denver-based magazine:
Lamborn claims the proposal is not political, but rather about reining in the nation’s $14 trillion debt: “We simply cannot afford to subsidize NPR, or any other organization that is not doing an essential government service. The government must learn to live within its means”
(http://www.5280.com/blogs/2011/01/07/doug-lamborns-effort-de-fund-public-radio-and-tv-resurfaces)
To further support my argument that Lamborn’s legislation is nothing more than a vehicle to promote his own personal agenda—to kill the last remaining bastion of sane news analysis and commentary—I will present extracts from a transcript of a U.S. House of Representatives session that took place on November 18, 2010, which was broadcast on C-SPAN. The two pieces of legislation, in a House with a Republican majority, fall under an idiotic program called “YouCut”. Representative Eric Cantor (R) of Virginia took the House floor and launched into speech about how Americans have spoken “decisively and sent an undeniable message to Washington to end wasteful spending.” To truly appreciate the stupidity of this dunce, one needs to look at the screen shot below. In the House session, Representative Cantor insisted on carrying around a terribly idiotic poster, as if he was presenting at a 6th grade science fair. The poster is decorated in a highly patriotic style with Uncle Sam’s iconic face serving as the logo. This alone should be enough to make any intelligent viewer realize how silly this Republican YouCut program has become.
Unlike Lamborn, who claims that that the two pieces of legislation (H.R. 68 & 69) are not being proposed to promote any personal agenda or in spite of NPR’s firing of Juan Williams, Cantor seems to be much more direct. As the transcript below shows, he does in fact link this legislation directly to NPR’s supposed bias, apparently revealed after the termination of Williams from the organization:
This week’s winning item, Madam Speaker, is a proposal developed by the gentleman from Colorado, Representative Doug Lamborn. This proposal would eliminate taxpayer funding for National Public Radio. When executives at NPR decided to unfairly terminate Juan Williams for expressing his opinion and to then disparage him afterwards, the bias of the organization was exposed.
(Rep. Eric Cantor, Nov. 18, 2010)
So it seems that Cantor has now changed the argument. * Initially, he claimed that citizens had “mandated” Washington to end the reckless spending, but it seems he is more concerned with the firing of Williams than anything else. Maybe it would help to examine the YouCut website, which is where you can find Cantor’s mug in a very satisfying video explaining the program. The program is described in a VERY exciting manner: “YouCut – a first-of-its-kind project - is designed to defeat the permissive culture of runaway spending in Congress. It allows you to vote, both online and on your cell phone, on spending cuts that you want to see the House enact.” That all sounds fantastic, but let us now examine YouCut’s logic (or lack thereof) for the anti-NPR legislation. In a very poor effort to show that NPR is highly biased, YouCut says the following:
NPR receives a significant amount of funding from private individuals and organizations through donations and sponsorships. For example in 2008, NPR listed over 32 separate private donors and sponsors who provided financial support in excess of half-a-million dollars that year. NPR officials have indicated that taxpayer funding makes up only a small portion of their overall budget. Therefore eliminating taxpayer support should not materially affect NPR’s ability to operate while at the same time saving taxpayers millions of dollars annually.
The supposed claim that these private donors are somehow controlling NPR in some grand William Randolph Hearst-esque scheme is shaky. But I will use YouCut’s logic in order to disprove its own assertion. If the issue is NPR relying on private funding and organizations that may or may not be threatening the overall objectivity of the content, then wouldn’t it make sense to increase the amount of funding NPR receives from the Federal Government? With the loss of this government money, NPR will need to reach out to even more private corporations that may not be the most politically neutral. An increase in funding, perhaps in a more BBC-like style, would ultimately allow NPR to be almost completely free of any possible bias. Another important fact to realize is that the organization is very dependent on its listeners who donate. In other words, if NPR were biased to the extent that Representative Cantor claims, wouldn’t the listeners who donate to hear objective content be up in arms? A good portion of NPR’s budget, upwards of 30 percent, comes from donations, albeit many of them from very wealthy individuals; however, one cannot discount the power of the everyday NPR listener, who may only donate a few dollars a year. The listeners of the public radio station are the true bosses. Listeners are very vocal, and will speak up if NPR was heading in a biased direction.
I suppose the bottom line is that this NPR debacle is just one example of politicians in Washington using our country’s legislative facilities to push their own personal agenda. It is not hard to imagine that there are many more instances of this kind of trickery that many of us will probably never hear about. As Roger Ebert so aptly characterized NPR on his blog, it is truly a “clear-thinking oasis”. I’ll leave you with a short extract from his post on NPR, which I encourage you to read:
NPR brings fresh air into my mind, and not just with Terry Gross’s show. The hosts seem calm and civilized. Their questions are good ones. You never catch them being clever for the sake of being clever. It’s not happy talk. It’s in good taste. NPR obviously makes a lot of effort to bring in guests that are appropriate to the subject; a lot of pre-production goes on. There’s no catering to prejudice. No agenda.
(Roger Ebert, “Midnight at the oasis”, Roger Ebert’s Journal, Nov. 19,2010)
* Since the resignation of former chief executive Ellen Weiss, NPR has publicly acknowledged that their decision to fire Juan Williams was wrong. The organization has since responded with a major overview of their ethics policies.
The idea that all humans are entitled to privacy (defined in a variety of ways) seems to be an axiomatic truth accepted by nearly all institutions and societies. The definition, seemingly simple, is actually quite complex. Each person seems to have his or her own definition as to what constitutes privacy. We have seen the definition itself evolve over the years. In the United States, privacy was first pithily defined as “the right to be left alone” by Supreme Court justice Louis Brandeis in 1890. Most nations around the world now recognize privacy as a human right, which is apparent in article 12 of the United Nations Universal Declaration of Human Rights:
No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.
(Universal Declaration of Human Rights, Article 12)
Given the history and complexity of privacy, I think it would be very interesting to see a scholarly analysis tracing the various generational movements in privacy. It seems fair to say that that over the years—since the wide-spread use of digital information systems—privacy has become less and less of a reality. During the early 20th century, as well as earlier points in history, privacy was something with substance. People would have physical documents, letters, or some sort of hard copy of data that could be literally protected. The same went for their personal privacy—their right to solitude. These were all things that were much harder to intrude upon chiefly because they would require some sort of physical exertion. If the government wanted to read through your mail they would need to either intercept it through the postal system, or literally come to your mailbox and steal it. And if they wanted to spy on you, they would need an FBI agent. Modern times have made the violation of privacy a trivial act. The U.S. Government does not need to spy on you by following you around as you get your coffee at the local Starbucks; they simply snoop on your internet activity, phone activity, or any other sort of digital communication. It is a much more subtle and affective way of violating a basic human right. The U.S. PATRIOT Act is the clearest example of this new way of undermining the right to privacy. We must live in an awfully perverse world when the violation of a basic human right is considered an act of patriotism.
All of this leads to the main point I wanted to make; that is, the children of this generation (myself included), do not value privacy on the same level as previous generations. Let me simplify: Privacy is dead. Modern technology ultimately led to this destruction of privacy. Facebook would be the finest example of people simply giving up privacy for instant social stimulation. Indeed, this may prove to be a wonderful thing for the next 5 years, but privacy will eventually be missed. I can present innumerable examples of how Facebook could potentially be used against people of the United States, or any country for that matter, but I think I will save that for a future essay. What’s even more frightening is the increasing trend towards the complete documentation of one’s life. Social services such as Foursquare and Facebook make the violation of a person’s right to privacy an absolute breeze for the United States Government. Instead of having to spend months researching and tracking a person, agents can simply track a given person’s activity on Foursquare, and study their communication on Facebook. That being said, I do not want to come off as a hater of social networking. In fact, I maintain a presence on both Facebook and Twitter, but I do often wish that I were not on these two sites. It all boils down to the notion that we must be aware. Simply be aware that privacy is delicate and can be taken away rather quickly in this age. I am partly afraid that my generation will not ever truly understand what privacy is, and how valuable a right it is. That is why I urge all people to guard their privacy as best they can.
-
untitled by .ali scott on Flickr.
-
The idea that an ugly face might hide a subtle mind has attracted...
-
-
-
-
what a cutie
-
The crucial Perry-Romney exchange on Social Security at last night's Tea Party DebateROMNEY: "But the real question is does Governor Perry continue to believe that Social Security should not be a federal program, that it's unconstitutional and it should be returned to the states or is he going to retreat from that view?"... ...
-
Happy Birthday, Arthur Conan Doyle.
May 22, 1859 - July 7, 1930
