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Ed Balls and a miniature gangster

Even at the best of times, there’s nothing more embarrassing than a politician trying to “communicate with the young”. But Ed Balls managed to take this one step further by engaging a bunch of manufactured gangsters to spearhead a ‘beat cyber-bullying’ campaign, as depicted in the artist’s impression opposite. The fake hoodlum standing alongside bully-boy Balls is Dappy, of N-Dubz, who shortly afterwards stole the mobile number of a Radio 1 listener who sent in a less than complimentary message about him, and used it to harass her, culminating in sending her a death threat. You couldn’t make this stuff up.

Behind the farce though, lurk more serious problems. How did we reach this sorry state where, in order to try and convince school children to stop bullying each other, it seems like a good idea to enlist the help of dubious role models who make a living pretending to be (or in this case actually being) illiterate thugs?

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You know you’re getting old when you start complaining to the BBC about things. I’d like to think I’m not getting that old yet, but even so, this dreadful article made me do this:

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It’s understandable, I suppose, for someone who’s never given home education much thought to bring up the old chestnut of ‘socialisation’. Although it’s a ridiculous suggestion in reality, you could forgive someone for having the idea that home educated children spend all day at home in a classroom-style environment, the only difference being nobody else is there. Nothing could be further from the reality, of course. Home educated children have far more opportunity for socialisation (and in a far more appropriate context), as well as the other activities she claims they are missing out on.

But what if that someone is a member of the House of Lords, commenting in public on an issue she is shortly to be charged with scrutinising legislation for? In that case it’s no longer forgiveable, it’s a shameful display of downright ignorance.

The comments on that post do a fine job of rebutting Baroness Deech’s ill-informed assumptions, so I won’t waste my time doing that. One thing did amuse me though. She made these comments in the context of talking about a visit to a “Girls’ School”. The idea that an appropriate way to gain the social skills needed for the real world would be spending all day in the company of only children of the exact same age, while being told to sit down and shut up, is questionable enough in itself. When you also add the ‘only children of the same gender’ restriction it becomes totally preposterous.

I’m thankful Baroness Deech will not be descending on my children to lecture them on how great the Lords are, particularly the “expertise” part. Perhaps though, she was not referring to herself when she talked of expertise, because there are Lords who make the effort to understand before they speak. Just not this one.

So, just when I’m wondering whether I can sue the government for the pointless years of drudgery I was forced to endure in school (surely a clear-cut case of false imprisonment), I read that the new plan is to raise the compulsory leaving age to 18. The leading proponent of this nonsense appears to be Education Secretary, Alan Johnson – the same Alan Johnson who left school at 16, incidentally.

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I can’t honestly say I learned anything useful in school. I did sit through a lot of tedious lessons, where teachers attempted to explain the contents of the textbooks to those who found it difficult, while simultaneously attempting to control the unruly element that weren’t interested, and the unruly element who already knew it. I was in the latter group, for the most part. If I didn’t know it already, I read the textbook during the aforementioned fiascos they called lessons. Where the textbooks left questions to be answered, the teachers dutifully responded with the time-honoured “you don’t need to know that”.

I suppose I did learn how to look after myself in an uncontrolled, vicious and often violent institution, but I’m not aware of any equivalent in adult life other than prison, so I won’t count that since I very much hope I won’t ever find it useful. It certainly wasn’t a bad school, by the standards of the day, and certainly not by today’s standards, but nonetheless I believe I came through it physically unscathed only by some good fortune, and use of my wits. Others weren’t so lucky of course, and while I merely found it mindnumbingly boring, frustrating and irritating, I can remember many poor souls whose school lives must have been an absolute misery.

Since I left (albeit at the earliest possible opportunity) with almost a full set of grade A’s, I had always assumed the education system would have considered this a success story, despite the fact I’ve never needed the qualifications. However, over time, I’ve come to the conclusion that it actually failed very badly in my case – I’d just misunderstood the real intention. I came out of ‘the system’ with my thirst for knowledge and ability to learn and think for myself intact – hardly the ideal worker bee or consumer sheep that the ‘corporate state’ intended.

Anyway, rather than continue my verbose and pompous version of “school is rubbish”, I think I’ll post a few links to things I’ve been reading lately on the subject:

  • John Taylor Gatto’s “The Underground History of American Education” – the whole book…
    here
  • A shorter article by Gatto…
    here
  • Roger C Shank’s “dangerous idea”…
    here
  • What is education anyway?…
    here

Yes, I really am using this blog to store links I might want to come back to later, rather than using Firefox’s perfectly functional bookmarks. Actually, while I think about it, sooner or later someone who has been subjected to one of my lengthy rants on why I hate blogs and bloggers is going to stumble across this and laugh loudly at the hypocrisy of it all. I still maintain nobody is interested in the random thoughts and nonsense found in most blogs, particularly this one, but I’ve come to realise that writing something that might be read is a good way of focussing your own mind. I suppose I should apologise to those bloggers that cottoned on to that idea before I did, but who the hell is going to read this far anyway? Nonetheless, I can read this myself in a couple of years (or maybe tomorrow) and have a good laugh at myself. That’ll do for me.