Saturday, March 18, 2017

Getting Fired From a Bad Job, Can Be a Good Thing

Getting Fired From a Bad Job, Can Be a Good Thing

So you get a job.  It pays just fine.  Could be better, but it’s scale and okay.  Checks come in every week, or month, whatever – regularly.  A person gets used to that.  With intelligent planning, a person can learn to live within a budget and make it work.  And, time goes by.  Times goes by and soon enough, a lot of time has gone by.

Any thoughts of a career – or, at least, a career that has an upward curve, begin to fade.  “As long as you can’t be replaced, you can’t get (or the bosses, won’t) promoted.”    You fill a niche, you become a special cog.  Your life becomes the ole treadmill.  Same time every day, same days every week, same weeks every year – year after year.

It seems life becomes a plod.  You become a plodder.  Driving the same road, the same times, back and forth.  Coffee becomes a food group. 

Then, one day, somebody says something; they say something in particular that forces an epiphany down your coffee-sore throat.   Nobody above you in the employment situation you are in, respects you.  Nobody.  Bosses, Supervisors – nobody who could project your career path upward, gives a damn about you. 

No one around you can do what you do.  Years of dedication and experience are totally taken for granted.  You get the scale salary upgrades, the minimum raises every year, but not really anything else.  Mistakes are reprimanded; amazing accomplishments are looked at as passé (rarely, almost never, any praise).  And, then there is that thing somebody says that just slaps you upside the head – “These people don’t really give a shit about me.”
"Epiphany" (Series #11)
And. And. And.  And, that stews in your brain for a long time.  Too long, really.  Your conversation starts to become a bit sharp.  Your patience becomes razor thin.  Soon enough, they not only don’t they respect you, they begin to actively dislike you. 

And. And. And.  And, one day it snaps.  You are pushed out of the car; moving at a high speed you are shoved out of the moving vehicle.  Scraping, tumbling, chewed up by the roadside gravel and trash; you eventually slam into the curb and realize that “it’s over.”  What was a good job became a bad job (for you, anyway) and then you are no longer in that job.  Once the wounds are cleaned, the bits of gravel are removed, the cuts and bruises have healed or scarred over, you have another epiphany; this was actually a good thing. 

A sack of sand has been lifted from your shoulders.  When you wake up in the morning, the concept of driving into a tree has become sort of faint.  Although you now have a new set of problems, mostly financial, there is a sense of destiny you had not felt in so long.  While life has suddenly become kind of scary, at least life has now become living again.  The scars from being chucked out of that moving vehicle will remain with you forever, but now there is a future that has become a real future.  It is now up to you to find that new future.  Being ignored actually feels better than being disrespected.  And yes, not being respected does feel like being disrespected.  One and the same – really.

You have to become the warrior again.  You have to stay in the game and you have to fight back hard.  But, the ones who win are the ones who never give up.  Progress is only made by forcing yourself to go around the next bend in the river. 

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Note: for the brave among my dear readers, I offer a new, separate but different blog:
study in a matter of theory and conjecture about human brain-mind development towards retaining ever increasing meta-cognitive development.  Based on Mathematics, and I refer to Base 3 Calculus. I wouldn’t expect a whole lot of people to give it a try.  But if you are in any manner open-minded and intellectually curious, the Math used is truly only a tool to condense the theory proposed. 

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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Learning Must Be An Active Activity

Learning Must Be An Active Activity

When the person who mows your lawn makes more money than the person who teaches your children, well … soon enough, your lawn doesn’t get mowed anymore.
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What is the function of education?  Unbeknownst to what seems like many people, the actual function of education is allow any person who can get one, is to expand their world.  It is my belief that the human mind is much like a tree (the tree of knowledge – get it?).  It must grow.  IT MUST GROW.  When it can no longer grow, it begins to die.  And, anybody who lives in, or near, any kind of forest or woods, will tell you, when trees die, they go down fast.

Now manual labor is a dignified way of life, or it can be anyway.  There is nothing wrong or immoral about working with your hands and the strength of your back.  Of course not.  If you pace yourself and use your brain about whatever you are doing, if it involves keeping your heart in good shape, you will live a long time.  Working hard is not a punishment.  BUT, never loose sight of the fact that the whole show is run by the brain, which basically formulates the mind

I do count among my many friends, and I tend to be a gregarious and friendly guy, so I do have a lot of friends, gardeners and plumbers and others who work at fairly manual labor jobs.  The older ones do read a lot, as I do.  All this really means is that they, first of all, can read and that they have the ability to focus on something more time consuming than belching.  Secondly, it means that they can formulate an image derived from one modality to another modality.  And, to do this does require actually thought, with a touch of acquired knowledge.

And, you simply cannot acquire that type of knowledge, without being taught.  It is really not practical to expect young people to learn how to read, without being taught how it all works.  In order to accomplish that, you must have people who know how to read to teach the young ones.  Not only do these knowledgeable people have to be able to do something, they need to learn means and methods of how to teach it.   My belief is that much like Medical training, to become a Doctor, prospective teachers need to go through various rotations as assistants to those designated as Master Teachers.  And to me, no one can actually be designated as a Master Teacher until they have run a classroom for no less than 10 years.

After around ten years, students have been taught and seen every school day up until they have graduated and then gone through college, or other job training, and even begun careers.  A track record of many successful students is the greatest testimony to a teachers teaching ability.

As much as I believe in all that, from 30 years in the classroom as a teacher, there is more.  Today – in this day and age and employment market – students need to be taught that learning (the requirement of continuous learning) will be a requirement of their futures.  Somehow it has got to made clear to the young students of this time, that learning must become a goal, in and of itself.  While it is true, you can’t force the horse to drink, once you get it to water, with young human beings the message that, “If they happen upon water, it would be to their great benefit to drink it.  Since, you don’t when the next bit of water might be available.” 


They, them, as individuals just have to aggressively learn.  Actively and aggressively grab every single opportunity to add to their base of knowledge.  As automation and computers replace what is believed to be up to 80% all manual and repetitive work tasks, the only employees worth employing will these types of people.  That is the ones who want to learn and want to add to their skill set every day.  Intellectual passivity will be the kiss of employment death within a decade.

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Books on Kindle by Dale Clarence Peterson
Peterson ArtWorks on Etsy

Note: for the brave among my dear readers, I offer a new, separate but different blog:
study in a matter of theory and conjecture about human brain-mind development towards retaining ever increasing meta-cognitive development.  Based on Mathematics, and I refer to Base 3 Calculus. I wouldn’t expect a whole lot of people to give it a try.  But if you are in any manner open-minded and intellectually curious, the Math used is truly only a tool to condense the theory proposed. 


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Thursday, February 16, 2017

If Only We Had Known ....

If Only We had Known

Beyond the video itself ... the issue of Mental Health, or Mental Illness, is slowly brewing beneath the general (American?) conscientiousness – awareness.  The obvious tragedy involving mass shootings by young men (that should be unchallenged) continues unabated.  As much as the focus has been on that, which is understandable, millions of others go untreated and suffering continues to be buried.  As these burials continue, a tiny fraction of those buried, stew and brew and begin to time-fuse into potential catastrophes.

Along with those time-bombs laid under our universal global grounding, are the scores of millions who loose what could be productive lives and are forced to live far below their potential.  And, with that, more than anything else, we all loose.

As a member of the community that has been labeled as, with what continues to be growing strength, the Mentally Ill (Disordered), I can only say the stigmata that is attached will collapse under its own weight.  By this I indicate that today, everyone fits somewhere on the curve of mental stability (normalcy) – and I do mean everyone.  It is truly only a matter of where, exactly.  We, as a species, are ALL subject to this assessment, it is only a matter of how each one of us tends to react under extreme stress, and when. 

If you research the term “Kindling”, you find it basically means that ALL of us are subject to emotional stress and the potential effects of TBI and/or genetics.  Kindling is when the on-going, multiple, effects of brain trauma (from whatever source) build to a point where the brain flashes-over from a small (normal) flame, as it were, to a full-blown bonfire.  To a fire of uncontrollable heat and major destructive force.  And, once injured brain tissue does not heal – it remains damaged.  The regions of the brain that control behavior are often the first to be affected.

What this means, is that once you cross-over, or are pushed onto a part of that curve, past the nominal normal region, you can’t go back.  You either begin to decompose or you seek help.  It is often said, that you have to “let people hit rock-bottom” before they will get help.  One problem with that is that the unaffected remain stoically loyal to the concept that rock-bottom is an actual thing.  Rock-bottom is suicide!  That is what rock-bottom, is in the real world.  Or, more actually, suicide is what is waits under that rock.

And, it is so avoidable, it really is.  A kind word at some point karmically in the life of anyone at what is possibly a flashpoint in their lives, can actually save them.  One single word, possible only if stigma and judgment can be avoided and/or overcome, at the time when the affected person may seem least worthy, can save them.  A kind action.  Even a simple smile, even in the face of what might seem abuse from another. 


Yes, it is difficult to do – to reserve retaliation, or worse, revenge and proffer understanding and forgiveness.  It takes courage, high bravery.  But, the choice is there, to live with regret or with the knowledge that you did the right thing.