I’m behind on some rather important work and have plenty of obligations that need to be tended to in a few hours. So of course I’m up late blogging.
I think what I learned this semester is that we’ve created a whole generation that’s learned to take others for granted. I say this not to indict the kids. This is, again, learned behavior. The gems among the ones I’ve run into have taken the time to say hi, ask me how I am, even open up a bit about themselves. Sometimes I get real interest in my work, and a few have been promoting the blog. I couldn’t ask for more, especially when plenty of people would ask why I merit any attention whatsoever. I’m not on the payroll, what I have to say directly contradicts some who are honored more than I ever will be, and what success I have now is considered very limited. It should surprise no one that my best moments this semester involved making faces at a 1 year old during Easter Mass and getting her to giggle, as well as asking a 9 year old who she liked best in LOTR (Aragorn apparently is better than Orlando Bloom).
Perhaps the fundamental difference between ancient and modern political thought is the emphasis on man as a social being. We only relate to others nowadays because we can get something from them; conventionality has a reward built in, as Kant and Rousseau rightly point out repeatedly. Ignorance can be bliss for many.
I have a lot to do. I’m very grateful quite a few have made time for me, despite the obstacles that have presented themselves. My biggest disappointment this semester was being taken for granted by one who really seemed to enjoy my company. But while the best feeling is growing in knowledge while learning with others, the second best feeling is knowing too many people care to simply focus on one. It may not be the case that I’m grateful, since what I might be learning at this moment is how to be grateful.