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Friday, June 24, 2005

One of the things I did during my recent down-month was the penning of an article at Spero News. An article on video blogging. It seems that because I was one of the earliest known vidbloggers, I'm in a unique position to write about them. Or so people imagine :) There are probably any number of people more qualified to write a primer on video blogging and where it stands in the future of things (since I've always felt kind of an outsider in these things), but in any case, I was asked and so I delivered.

I encourage you to go read the article and follow the links to the vidbloggers I've included. Some of their material is great. Also, the one difficulty with the article is that I created a vidblog special for the article, but the way it's linked, their are no size constraints so the images, intended to be 160x112 pixels, will fill your browser window - making for a very pixellated-looking The Dane. And so, for that part, I recommend, instead, viewing the vidblog in the below box.

Vidblog #41: An Intro to Vidblogging

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Christian Education: A Series

Episode VI - The Solution!

There's this show called Love Line. It was radio program that I imagine, more than a decade ago, was intended to offer romantic advice to the young and the hip (well, if they were really hip, they probably wouldn't need the advice) in the L. A. Basin. Nowadays, it's syndicated nationally and fields questions regarding every kind of trouble known to the young and not-so-hip (the topics often still deal with relationships, but there are plenty of drug-, STD-, abuse-, and mental-related issues that are dealt with every evening between 10:oo pm and midnight. I don't listen often, but whenever I want to give a little there-but-by-the-grace-of-God boost to my self-estimation, I'll tune in for about fifteen minutes on the drive home.

And the thing is this: the two hosts, Dr. Drew Pinsky and Adam Carolla, have what I might say is an uncanny ability by which they guess the details of various callers' personal history with the callers' parents. I might say it's uncanny, but I won't. Because, quite simply, the odds that a person making horrible life choices or a person with a distinct inability to function in arenas of common sense - the odds that someone like this would come from a broken household or from an abusive or negligent family - those odds are pretty high. Listening to a show like that for any duration should emphasize quite clearly the need for children to have good parenting if they are to make it into and through adulthood intact as well-adjusted members of society.

A few years back, I would listen to Larry Elder on the radio with some small degree of frequency. He was just about the only talk show host I could listen to without getting a headache. He would speak mostly on topics from a libertarian point of view - which I found rather refreshing at the time, since mostly everyone else I had heard had been either on the far left or the far right. His libertarianism seemed to defy the stereotypes. But that's not important. What is important is that a couple years back, he began speaking less about politics and directing his show more towards a social agenda of calling people to take responsibility for their own actions - and especially directed it toward parents, encouraging them to raise their children in a healthy environment of a loving nuclear family.

It seems like a lot of people are getting the importance of good parenting.

And I'm one of them. And I believe the solution to the concerns people will raise about any educational environment is to be found almost wholly in quality parenting. Whether one homeschools, publicly schools, or privately schools, parenting will likely be either the thing that goes wrong or the reason the child succeeds.

Good parenting is a nice panacea, sure - but what does it mean? While its details will of course vary according to child and circumstance (i.e., there is no Way to parent), the governing principle is, I think, stable. A good parent is one who seeks the well being of the child, purposing to raise him in the nurture and admonition of the faith. A good parent, in so seeking, will walk appropriately the balance between offering the child protection and responsibility. When the child is young, the parent must be strong and must stress obedience - that the child might properly learn and be brought up in the faith. As the child matures, the good parent will gradually offer him greater and greater responsibility for his own decisions in life - that by the time of his full maturation, he might be well-prepared to take responsibility for himself. This involves the gradual relinquishment of demands for obedience. Little by little, the good parent will no longer require obedience, but merely suggest a course of action, offering counsel as wise as they might - allowing the child to fail of his own accord and grow stronger for it. This is, understandably, the most difficult of paths for a good parent to traverse - as no loving parent wants to see his child making mistakes, reaping troubles for his failures - but it is necessary for the welfare of the maturing child.

Woo, tangent.

Anyway, let's first look at the good parent's approach to public-schooling. Admittedly, teachers may present counter-Christian ideals in the course of the daily lessons. The parent's task then comes down to training the child in what is good and true and holy - that he might know falsehood when he sees it. The parent should be integrally involved in the child's life after school at least through the eighth grade. A child thus prepared should have little difficulty negotiating the labyrinth of high school pluralism.

I may use myself as an example here. My parents raised me to know good from evil, to trust in Christ above all. I knew from my parents example and from the witness of the church that not everything my schoolteachers taught was gospel truth. They were something of a tertiary authority. Scripture was primary and then I was to trust my church and my parents. Schoolteachers were to be valued, but not to the same degree. After raising me so unswervingly through my youth, my parents began to allow certain freedoms as I grew. And because of that liberty, I was able to consider other perspectives. I was able to question (respectfully, of course) certain principles to which my parents held and my friends eschewed. And in the end, for the most part, I would always see my parents' point - which worked only to strengthen my own convictions as well.

Therefore, when I came to high school, things like evolution were a shrug-off. World Cultures took on the merely academic feel that it should. I learned not to fear the opinions and beliefs of others but to recognize them as honest, heartfelt, different, to be respected, and wrong. Because of my parents good example, I was able to weather high school, not only intact, but with a stronger faith in the end.

The issue facing homeschooling parents is, in many ways, the other side of the coin. While publicly schooling parents have a propensity for negligence as far as involvement in their children's lives, homeschooling parents, generally, hold the tendency to lord over their children for too long. Too often, they become too involved in their children's lives, never allowing them the freedom to take responsibility for themselves until the last minute (usually either when they go to university or when they marry). While the child can end up well adjusted regardless, I have known many who upon reaching this sudden liberty, become drunk with the air of freedom - and so either fall away from the faith or make a tremendous number of poor decisions in a relatively brief amount of time.

The keys then are related to letting go. Homeschooling parents must learn that having other influences in their children's lives is a good thing. Even (and sometimes, especially) if those influences are not congruent with their own. They've got to realize that allowing their kids contact with a diversity of children is healthy - even contact with so-called bad influences can be healthy as the child matures. Really, in the end, homeschooling parents must realize that their goal should not be the protection of their precious children, but rather, their task is to cultivate their children into well-rounded individuals* who cherish the gospel and love their neighbor with respect and honest (even if he's a pagan).

In any case, this is all just to say that responsible parenting can overcome any of the hurdles, any of the so-called problems inherent with any educational system.

* this means no cloning - something too many parents try to accomplish, whether homeschoolers or public schoolers.

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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Now that I'm kind of back, I should probably finish off that series on education and the Christian - especially in light of that ridiculous overture at the recent PCA General Assembly, by which it was hoped that the denomination would "encourage" parents in PCA congregations to remove their children from public schools. Fortunately, wiser minds prevailed and the overture was dismissed. Anyway... it gives me the shivers to imagine the ramifications had such an overture passed. Brr and brr.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Last week, while picking up my weekly fix (comics, you nitwits), I struck up light conversation with the store owner, the manager girl, and the slightly funny employee guy. Generally, my comic-store routine follows a set of rules:

  1. Enter.
  2. Quickly (that's Qwik-LEE) gather product.
    1. Successfully avoid all eye contact with comic shop patrons.
    2. Successfully avoid any verbal contact said denizens.
  3. Purchase product.
  4. Leave, flee, etc.

The reason for this brusque routine is that most comic shop patrons are, quite frankly, weird. And not in that amiable/lovable sort of fun way either. For some reason I have yet to divine, 98% of comic readers are social misfits. For some reason, comics and fantasy appeal to dorks. Hm, I guess it could be that whole vicarious living thing, but anyway...

There is one notable exception to my set of comic shop survival tips. Manager girl. She's both nice and friendly. She's got a bit of that whole awkward-chic thing going on (you know, where you can tell someone's hip and cool but they're a little bit unsure and unassuming, so they fumble a bit and don't revel in their coolness, and you end up liking them a bit more for it). Anyway, she always ends up ringing me up for the week's haul and we chat for the duration of the transaction. It's enjoyable and I'm able to recommend some good books and get recommendations in return.

So last week, as I said, I engaged quick conversation with not just manager girl, but the boss and an employee. Mostly it was with manager girl, but the other two were hanging around the counter when I got there, so they joined in. Bossman remembered me from ages ago, which was cool (sorta). I began shopping this particular store in 1985. I still don't know the names of anyone who works there. Anyway, manager girl introduced me to the others with: "Oh hey, this guy's a regular. He's our indie-smart customer."

"Indie-smart." Cool.

I just about floated on sunbeams the rest of the afternoon. In a world of geeks, fanboys, pervs, and bad hygene - a world that I'm rather embarrassed to be a part of (even as stand-offish toward it as I am) - I was regarded as one of the intelligencia. One with taste. Le creme de le creme. I am one who, while picking up standards like Ultimate Spider-Man and Daredevil, am also sure to pick up stuff like Blue Monday, Hopeless Savages, Hawaiian Dick, Carnet de Voyage, Sparks, and Usagi Yojimbo. While that doesn't mean much to most people, my shop will only carry one or two issues of each - as they swim far below the sonar of those who live for the Double-D Action(!) of whatever spandex-and-thong super hero epic is new to the racks this week.

In short, I like to imagine that I'm a discerning reader and it's just nice to see that someone else has noticed.

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