Welcome Change

If this happens as a result of the Chinkvirus lockdown, at  least ONE good thing will have come out of it:

A new poll was released by RealClear Opinion Research the other day, indicating that the complaints we’ve been hearing about online schooling may not be as prevalent as we thought. When asked if they were “more or less likely to enroll your son or daughter in a homeschool, neighborhood homeschool co-op, or virtual school once the lockdowns are over,” 41 percent of parents said they were more likely. Only 31 percent were less likely to do so. That is an amazing increase in positivity, especially considering that only three percent of the population was homeschooled before the lockdown.
But there are some more surprising numbers from that poll. Homeschooling, it seems, is not something that more whites want to do to flex their privilege muscle. Only 36 percent of white parents said they were more likely to homeschool. For Hispanic parents that number was 38 percent, while Black and Asian parents were at 50 and 54 percent respectively.
Another jaw-dropping fact is that this trend is not partisan. Forty-six percent of Democrats said they are more likely to homeschool, while 42 percent of Republicans said the same.

Why?

The survey doesn’t make a lot of sense based on what we’re hearing in the media about how hard online education is, how children aren’t learning anything, and how parents are maxed out.
A few theories come to mind.
One is that parents have tried homeschooling. Some – not all, but some – see that even in such an uncertain time of cobbled together education, they can do it. If it can be done at a time like this, imagine how effective they could be with more preparation and a curriculum designed for true homeschooling, not one adapted from institutional schooling at the eleventh hour.
But there’s another possibility. Could parents have realized just how much time their children waste in traditional school? Another poll, from the Minneapolis Star Tribune, asked parents how much time their children spend on average each day on their school work. The most common answer was a mere three hours (see chart). This is less than half of the 6.28 hours the average student in Minnesota spends in each day of public schooling. It’s easy to see how parents could start to scratch their heads and imagine how much more their child could learn if not bound by the constraints which come from waiting for the whole class to move along.

The instruction topic which strikes fear into the hearts of prospective homeschoolers is mathematics, and it shouldn’t.

Here’s a stone-cold fact:  do you know how long it takes for a child of moderate intelligence to learn high-school math, up to college-level algebra?  One year.

One year’s instruction, properly taught to a child who is prepared to learn it, or is motivated to learn it.

And if all other learning is delayed while the math is being taught, that year falls to four months.

Here are the caveats.

Learning occurs under two (and only two) sets of circumstances:  love, and fear.  (Love of the topic, and fear of the consequences of not learning it.)  Absent those circumstances, no learning will take place and you’d have about the same success in teaching your dog calculus.

So if you’re not sure of your own ability in math, hire a tutor for Junior and Girl-child.

The only other thing you need to teach your kids before they leave home is literacy:  how to read, and how to write.  They are the easiest things in the world to teach, as long as you yourself are even slightly literate.  (If not, see “tutor” above.)  Literacy is not only the sine qua non  of a successful life, but illiteracy spells absolute doom in a civilized society.

The secret of all children is simple:  they have an innate desire to learn about the world about them.  They are, quite simply, sponges and the learning not only occurs naturally, it accelerates as they get older.  The only reasons it won’t accelerate are distraction (videogames etc.), and boredom (e.g. a high-school classroom).

That said, there is one small problem that we as a society are unwilling to admit:  some children — and adults, actually — are incapable of learning.  Quite simply, their learning takes place up to a point, and then stops completely, usually at about sixth-grade level.  And here’s the inescapable fact related to this problem:  these people are not suited for college — they are not even suited for a proper high school, for that matter — and their futures depend on fostering other skills.  (TV Chef Jamie Oliver is an example:  he’s severely dyslexic, even today, so he made a career in a field in which reading was not critical.  His example is but one of hundreds of thousands, perhaps even millions.)

The only other prerequisite for education is quite simple:  discipline.  It’s the discipline of knowing that some things must be learned (e.g. simple multiplication- or division tables, or the alphabet), and that there are consequences for not learning them.  The joy of homeschooling, by the way, is being in charge of deciding what  those things are, for each child (because each will be different), and what the consequences of failure are.

And I would suggest that such discipline is created far more easily at home — as it has been for literally centuries — than at a public education facility.  Furthermore (and this is the difficult bit), the discipline has to start with the teacher (i.e. the parents).

We all know that children require structure in their lives — it’s such a truism I’m not even going to bother to defend it — so any homeschooling requires planning, and a great deal of it.  Educators need to establish clear goals for their children, but that doesn’t mean timetables.  If you plan on your kids being able to read and understand Silas Marner , Lord Of The Flies  or Catch-22  by age sixteen, for example, know up front that they may accomplish that before that time, or after.  It doesn’t matter.  (Educational goals are like a budget:  they’re an advisory plan, not a rigid timetable.)

All the evidence is there:  as a group, homeschooled kids are better prepared for college, have lower dropout rates and achieve higher grades than their state-educated peers.  It’s not even close.

If, however, you’re too lazy or too fearful or too busy or feel too inadequate to do this for your children, by all means send them back to public school, where their futures will be decided by government-decided regulation and curricula, and shaped by indifferent civil servants who owe their tenure more to union influence than their own abilities.

As Professor Glenn Reynolds has put it (and I paraphrase):  sending your children to public schools could quite justifiably be termed child abuse.


The caveats:  not all teachers are uncaring drones, not all public schools are more akin to prisons than education establishments, not all student populations are feral jungles, and not all government regulations and curricula are absolute shit.
As any bookie will tell you, however, that’s not the way to bet.

Pleasant Surprises

I find Ricky Gervais’s comedy routines like a multi-layer cake made up of strawberry layers with the occasional Marmite layer mixed in:  some parts are wonderful, and others make you squinch your mouth up like you just bit into a lemon.

But his BBC-TV series After Life  (Netflix) is excellent, without reservation.  It is also amazingly funny:  at times dark and thought-provoking, and other times laugh-out-loud hilarious.  (That is, the first two seasons were brilliant;  but he’s just announced a third, in which he may jump the shark as these things so often do, or he may just have played out the premise, which is most often the case.)  A lot of people are annoyed by Gervais’s delivery and (sometimes) subject matter, but he’s probably the best comic writer extant so I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.

The next pleasant surprise has been the BBC teen love story Normal People  (Hulu), even though it’s occasionally incomprehensible because of    and often-impenetrable Irish slang and accents.  Needless to say, I am not in the target demographic (still less psychographic) of the teen-angst genre (to put it mildly), but this show is lovely:  measured pacing, several relevant sub-plots, and sympathetic camera work.  I haven’t finished it yet, and I can’t wait to see the rest.

Speaking of dubious extra seasons, I see that Killing Eve  (which I’ve really enjoyed so far) is in its third — which, although I haven’t seen, I’m kinda pre-judging because I thought the final episode of the second season was a perfect ending for the show.  But no… Bobby’s going to come out of the shower and the thing will continue.  If I’m proved wrong, I’ll say so, but the odds are not good.

I am of the firm opinion that unless a show is completely episodic with no overarching storyline, it should end after its second season, almost without exception.  Even the incredible Hill Street Blues  (in my opinion, the greatest TV show ever made) got tired after its third season, and most other shows have to go on life support after two, because they’re only average.

But the above three offerings — Brit shows all — are good, despite my initial suspicion and misgivings.  If you haven’t already done so, give them a shot.

Good Things To Come Out Of The Coronavirus Pandemic

In no specific order:

  • Rage Against The Machine 2020 tour canceled
  • the “NSFW” warning has become irrelevant as everyone’s at home anyway
  • “social distancing” means I don’t need an excuse to steer clear of assholes I don’t like
  • Taylor Swift kept out of the recording studio
  • the ChiComs have finally been exposed for the totalitarian pricks they really are
  • ditto most Democrat state governors and mayors
  • the “globalism is good” mantra has been discredited
  • maybe, just maybe, we’ll get our prescription drugs manufactured in the U.S. once more
  • …and lots of other stuff, too
  • gun stores classified as “essential services” (as well they should be);  and pursuant to that:
  • liberals discover the virtues of self-protection, are forced into buying guns, and discover that you can’t just order them off the Internet and that there’s a lengthy legal waiting period (that they voted for) before actual ownership can take place.  And following on from that:
  • California law (that they voted for) stops ammo manufacturers from sending them ammo from online orders, so they face empty shelves at gun stores
  • people who have provided for themselves in the event of calamity or disaster are no longer sneeringly called “doomsayers” or “apocalyptics” by the media, as liberals discover the benefits of “hoarding”

And finally:

  • daily Instagram pictures of Christine McGuinness in a bikini as she self-isolates.  Also the occasional video (sample).

   

Feel free to add to the above list, once you get out of the cold shower.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Executive Summary:  Choirboy tries to break into Old Fart’s house;  Old Fart shoots choirboy dead;  choirboy’s family is upset.

“He could have used a warning,” Lakesha Thompson, Pipkins’ sister-in-law, said. “He could have let him know that he did have a gun on his property and he would use it in self-defense.”

And your brother-in-law could have chosen a life that didn’t include a lengthy criminal record and incarceration.  Sorry, sister:  a life of crime in north Texas will always carry the risk of sudden death.  Tell your friends, pass it around.

For the rest of us law-abiding folks, it’s one less asshole to have to worry about, therefore:

No News, Good News

Went for my semi-annual checkup this morning, really just for a  blood draw because cholesterol.

Same ol’, same ol’ — heart fine, lungs fine, BP okay, results from earlier colonoscopy excellent… “Now get out and quit wasting my time, see you in six months” from Doctor Sawbones.

Oh, and despite my fears, I haven’t gained any weight.

I was the only patient in his office.   He’s struggling, big time.  Nobody wants to come in to see him — everything is over the phone.

Out of his entire patient list, he’s had ONE (1) positive Coronavirus test — ironically, his nurse’s mother who last February went to Las Vegas  (motto:  we’re #2 behind New Orleans for the Pox Capital of the U.S.A.).  She coughed a bit for about a week, then recovered.  No hospitalization necessary, despite age (72).  East Texas farm gal, what can I say?

It’s time to get back to work, folks.


Update:  forgot to mention that at QuikTrip and Raceway, we’re paying $1.20 for Regular, even less at Kroger with the 3c/gal discount.  Now all I need is someplace to go.

Proper Wording

Tim Worstall makes an excellent point here:

Don’t ‘celebrate’ gay people, just accept us, says teacher at centre of schools row

Accept is reasonable, but I think tolerate is closer to the correct meaning. To accept Simon Cowell would be asking too much, toleration is about as liberal as I can get.
And yes, Mr. Cowell is a reasonable comparison for sexuality. Other peoples’ tastes are none of my damn business assuming that they’re not being offered directly to me to partake of, subject to the usual consenting adults only caveat.

Quite right.  I have no problem with, for example, Homosexual Pride parades;  I tolerate  them (as long as I don’t have to actually see them or be caught in the middle of one).  Do I accept  them?

No.

It’s a small but important distinction, and well done Tim for pointing that out.  And never mind “accept”;  you can forget that “celebration” bullshit, too:  that’s never going to happen.