Thoughts on Thinking

"When somebody persuades me that I am wrong, I change my mind. What do you do?" John Maynard Keynes

"If you're unhappy with your life, change your thinking." Charles Fillmore

"The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation but your thoughts about it." Eckhart Tolle

"People are not disturbed by things, but by the view they take of them." Epictetus

"The unexamined life is not worth living." Socrates

"Consciousness is a terrible thing to waste." PunditGeorge

Friday, February 12, 2010

More Good Intentions paving the Road to . . .

High Anxiety!

Sometimes I have to put on my Licensed Prevention Professional hat. This is one of those days. This morning began with about 4 inches of snow on the ground and a news story about an elementary school in Florida where “Two Florida teachers tried to "mellow out" their fourth grade students by passing out mint candies in pill bottles before a state test, and at least one caregiver is unhappy about it, saying the message that pills help relieve stress is inappropriate.”


OMG, here they go again. The issue has nothing to do with candy. It has nothing to do with realizing that a more relaxed student may do better on a test. It has everything to do with “good intentions” paving another road to...in this instance, drug abuse. Nervous about a test? Pop a pill. (What? Me prepare?) One must wonder if the anxious teachers were practicing their own methods.

Children are bombarded via television, radio, internet, and social messages that if you don’t feel good, take a pill. Pharmaceuticals are wonderful, but that’s not the issue here. The issue is that educated, trained, adult professionals and a publically funded institution would deliberately promote pill popping as a solution to a problem. It becomes “natural” to take a pill (legal or otherwise) when you “feel” anxious (or any other undesirable feeling.) It’s classical conditioning.

A challenge with any prevention strategy is to avoid turning information into unintended indoctrination. Providing information about drugs is not the same as keeping drug use/abuse in student’s faces. The more frequently students/people are exposed to “anti-drug” messages, the more drug abuse is imprinted in the mind. People who otherwise wouldn’t give using illicit drugs the time of day may become interested in the subject - and start paying attention to their peers who are using. Paying attention to something opens the door for more attention - and more attention cam beget activity.  Hesitations about taking "medicine" is diminished one more bit.  In this classroom, the "candy" medicine bottles have instructions on how to open the child-proof cap.

Diverting attention, through interest, is the sustainable manner of promulgating self efficacy - give attention to what is desired, rather than to what is undesired.  Alas, making students more interested in drugs is the unintended consequence in this instance.

Although not as painfully mis-guided as classroom anti-terror tactics I wrote about a few years ago, this bit of  classroom “creativity” demonstrates a professional and institutional proclivity for drug use by children (properly prescribed, of course.) Such presumptions concern many people.

I thought onsumer reporter John Stossel made an interesting point regarding school quality. How good are government run schools? Compared to what?  Nobody knows, because for most families there are no other options, nothing for comparison. There could be, and perhaps should be, a menu of school choice for families. A school that stocks “Watson’s Whiz Kid” pharmaceuticals might work wonders and attract students - by choice. An optional school might emphasize personal excellence and independence and either attract or repel students - by choice. I suspect the unhappy grandmother cited in this story would like to have such a choice.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Messin' With Mother Nature

“...the idea that closed canopy forests, which most people regard as the normal state of nature, may actually be man-made.”

So writes Andrew Curry in the March 2010 issue of Discover Magazine. Curry’s feature, Where the Wild Things Are, examines an intriguing range north of Amsterdam called Oostvaardersplassen - a nature reserve that is “re-wilding.” Well, of course this got my attention.

It’s the brainchild of Dutch ecologist Frans Vera who is challenging the long held notion that “unspoiled nature” is synonymous with dense forests. The impossible to pronounce reserve has been allowed to go on its own (very little human management) with introduced herbivores to replicate the ancient large beasts that once thrived in Europe. As a young biologist (1970’s) Vera learned about a newly created industrial zone (build a dike, pump out the water, let dry, build) that cratered but the marsh attracted a certain geese that turned the area into a breeding ground. He mused that if prehistoric Europe was one big forest, how had these geese managed? They needed open areas. Add to that, heavy forested areas couldn’t support great herds of herbivores (mammoths and such) known to have existed. With mischief the civil servant championed the battle to protect the reserve and populate it with near relatives of the beasts - wild horses, cattle, and deer.

Left alone, the animals prevented the fifteen thousand acre reserve from forestation. Little trees make good eating! Some hardy trees survive, especially those that like space and sunshine such as oak. But overall the pre-historic park resembles more a giant city park than a forbidding dark forest. The debate is on, but Vera contends this landscape better resembles the pre-human world.

Ah, those pesky humans! They liked to eat the giant animals and did so. Factor in some foul weather, and the great herds shrank. As they shrank the trees began to cover the open areas. Debris fell from trees and occasionally lightning (or maybe a careless caveman) sparked a wildfire - something likely rare prior to forestation.

Interesting thoughts, for sure. The best way to “preserve” nature is to, well, leave nature alone.

It’s not wise to fool (or mess with) Mother Nature.