The Cultural Common Denominator is MISSING today!

Generations of mutually connectin' our dots, ERASED: a "THINK" piece

It used ta be many generations shared life, loves, conversation, tribulations, an' good times all 'round…. EVEN if they argued ‘er disagreed

THE NEW MATH…

I gotta new pet theory 'bout an arty-fish-ally created mathematical problem (as metaphor)—one that's rent society asunder, BUT there's thankfully a viable solution that's cultural, educational, an' even in a round-about-way spiritual. 

Now, them Baddies Inc. makin' a mess of our tilt-a-whirleds are good at creatin' catastrophic "problems" (aka "equations" keepin' with the math metaphor); these 'r problems that nobuddy wants (plandemics! wars! in-fightin even within ranks…) AND then them Baddies solve 'em by shovin' their fake "answers" (clot shots! lockdowns! the entire idear of the E.U.!) in our ever- lovin' faces.   An' then they want US to thank THEM fer "doin' the math"—the “New Math”—for us (ha!). 

Wull this is one type'a "New Math" we kin' shove back at' 'em AND in doin' so we gotta FIND, once more, our Common Cultural Denominators.  Tom said it all years ago:

So as means of an intro an' 'fore I'll explain what I'm getting' at by this talk about "Common Cultural Denominators," I do wanna preface this piece by say that makin' things right means goin' back to the "OLD math" – the straightforward "figurin' out" of stuff we should have in common, doin’ this by using our noggin's—and thereby erasin' the noxious “New Math” they're tryin' to force on us all via the "pre-printed" and planned pages that they keep handin' us (not very unlike them "cause-of-death-is-covid" that wuz pre-printed on the coroners' reports for a good two years!).

So git out yer pencils (click yer heels three times), an' lemme lay it out on plain paper….

What are the COMMON CULTURAL DENOMINATORS ?

Yestiday we wrapped up my younger daughter's annual math testin' paperwork (it's a homeschool thing in states with test mandates), and I had "common denominators" on the brain!  In PDQ review (no judgments if ya fergot!), it's how ya make fractions play nice with each other an' get along by makin’ ‘em share—kinda like people!. Lackin' such a common denominator ya got "earl" n' water—they won't mix! (or add up)

If ya take the math metaphor and apply it to people, we’re talking about commonalities—things we all kin cite, refer to, know, enjoy, understand, remember…

Commonalities –Common All-Ties! together got me a' thinkin'. 

In purdy recent times, since I've been stackin',  I've had many many fortuitous n’ fun exchanges with fellow writers—ladies n' gents alike, an' not just here "stateside" but also all over the world an' from diff'rent generations (olders, youngers, 'bout the samez), all surroundin' 20^th Century cultural phenomena we mutually enjoy an' value "in common."

Such Daisy-chained commonalities went from a gen-u-ine appreciation of clever cartoonist Al Capp (invented Lil' Abner y'all!), to a shared funnybone fer The Pythons (shorthand fer team-Monty),  ta musin’ mutually about a campy but kinda "crushy" affection fer (the only) Batman Adam West, ta findin' a sincere compatriot’s enthusiasm fer the musical talents've brilliant oddballs like Tiny Tim and the equally brilliant an' super-glam Yiddisheh interpreters of Pop classics, The Barry Sisters!  The list goes on! 

Over time, space, age, culture and more (3 cheers fer Substack!)—we CONNECT, we find toothsome good stuff in common! This is what us human beans ‘r about—connectin’ and finding Common (Cultural) Denominators!

above, mama & daughter, different generations, both BIG Elvis fans!

MIND THE GAP….

Today, the wokemeisters an' censors an' peecee Social Just-Ice "warriors" (freezin' us out) an'  them "Mini’s-Turds of Truth Inc." have ALL taken away what I just realized wuz OUR Cultural Common Denominators which I define as the way our otherwise varied human "factions an' fractions," so ta speak, could and would often come together via shared experiences, references, joys and pleasures.  

Now, there wuz the phenomenon they called "The Generation Gap"  

Thinkin' 'bout it now, however, I wunder whut Ad Agency (or Alphabet Agency) thunk up THAT one an' planted it GOOD in our minds, eh?  Wuz MI6 involved?  There were differences, sure, but WHO (or Who?) started the rift that sung:

People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Someone—some'buddy, wuz tryin' hard to split us all up!  Yup, even back in the 20^th C. 
It's palpable…

However, I DO believe it didn't quite stick like they'd planned. 

People still loved each other too much 'cross the age divide, cross cultures, and folks still wanted ta git married 'er at least pardner' up, still wanted ta have chill'ins, and as yet in the Western World kids were told to mind their elders an’ LOVE their famblies—they were not (yet!) told ta fink on their famblys like it wuz the CCP or USSR in 4/4 time. (That came later durin’ 2020 lockdowns where littles were supposed ta report on their parents fer defyin' lockdowns or speakin' about (perish the though!) "jabs-bad" or Jan. 6th “not an insurrection” in the house OR fer dissin' gender idiot-ology, all that applesauce. The era of “finkin’ “ (and I don’t mean thinkin’ in cockney either). Sad. 

But anywayz…back then in the 20th C there was still "too much" cohesion (commonality!) fer them ta split us up good n' proper like; the common denominators were easily found!  Lyrics aside, MOST people did not wanna DIE rather than become like their elders, no matter how good The Who sung it! (yeah, it’s still a great song…)

It appears that the movement to break up connections and commonalities started in the 1960s as a slow-boil "push" to whack a rift between generations.  The first attempts mercifully ended up more like a novelty concept that generated big song numbers an' much written humor. To wit, the show-stoppin' number "Kids" in ByeBye Birdie…

So nah, back then it did not stick worth a damn.

Overall famblies still connected (even if tastes varied a mite!).  Grandparents found common ground with their gran'kids and ultimately, they all "et" together at holiday meals where folks were mutually Thankful fer the good food, the fambly, the country, an' mighty durned grateful fer their blessin's — includin' (here in the US) fer the kind teachins’ of the Indians an’ the determination of the Pilgrims. An' puhleese don't correct mah lingo re Indians cuz I ain't havin' it!  In my home we don't say Cowboys n' “Indiginous Native Peoples” cuz that’s a mouthful I’ll spit out… an' I'm writing this with all affection fer the Indians an' their traditional wise ways. But gettin’ back ta commonalities, in spite of them early efforts, we ALL GATHERED TOGETHER….y'all  know the rest've the song… (This is before Thanksgiving got trashed as holiday, I’ll spare ya the cancellation con they’ve done on the young’uns but ya git the picture)

The way it WUZ:

…AND too, in the world, as we all knew it, folks halfway across the globe exchanged mutual cultural admiration (and nobuddy was called hoary-bull names like "cultural appropriator" fer takin' pleasure in and enjoying the cultural highlights of friends across the seas!

Sure, different stuff appealed ta different generations in a kinda ephemeral way, but even so, such surface differences were always vastly outshone by our deeper commonalities.   Even when they sounded like they wuz tearin' DOWN the house, my wild an’ hairy-eyed heros were all creatin' and contributin' to the world conversation in a massive way, all SO different from the negative anti-matter that seems ta WASTE all that falls in it path like burnin' lava. Patti Smith (one ‘a my heros) made poetry an’ brilliant music—Sam Smith (oy!) seems to make a hot mephistolian mess… 

Crossin' that age gap—mindin' it so ya didn't fall in but still steppin' on that train car, takin’ that ride—humans ALWAYS found their “common” route or road way!  And thus, Grannies (like this 'un of whom I'm honored ta namesake here) crossed that gap an’ dug in! (literally!)

Even musicians (ones I love n' hold dear ta me…) joined hands an' voices 'cross that same generation river. Hope y'all don't mind if I git a tad teary-eyed over THIS common denominator:

sigh…

So I THINK I'm onta something legit folks.  I think it's the GLOBALIST GAP they wanna forge 'twixt an' 'tween us all and expand it.  (Catherine Austin Fitts might call it the Global Cap Gap!)

It's taken mebbe 'bout 25-30 years, more 'r less—but they finally dunnit with the newer generations.  Took away their commonalities…

I guess we 20^th Century folks were too agile, too UNfragile!  We took differences in stride and "rode the same train" with lotsa folks—didn’t git our britches in a bunch, no matter what their age, color, style, national origin.  We minded that gap by hoppin' over it --- we all rode together. 

BUT NOW the New Normal means NO Common Denominator…

THIS means, fur as I kin see it in 2023, that folks of different generations who used ta' connect over many many commonalities—within the You Knighted States but also within the You Knighted Kingdom and much've the (formerly free) Western World (You're Up too!) are NOW almost totally split off from nearly ALL the references and commonalities of the newer genera-SHUNS.  Cuz shun us they do!

Losin' Out Post 20^th Century

It's a "calculated" split too (still waxin’ math'a'matic).  No doubt that such "calculatin' " cretins— as unethical as Eddie Bernays an' twice as devious—"did the math" and derived the dividends! (profitably too!)

The DOGMA the pundits, the grifters of the NEW NOTHING/this New Nihilist "Normal" that pulverizes the past, pummels shared history, ravages the reciprocal, disjoints that which once joined us all now, breakin' us up via (the ironically “inclusive”) DEI, this new "normal" that bulldozes bonds and long-shared beliefs, ALL GENERATES INCOME (ill-gotten I'd say!). 

Who profits?...Cui bono? They / "Zey" as Klaus might say, the dang Weenies! profit mightily, natch. 

“THEY” may be erasin' an' destroyin' our national borders (one fast way ta destroy countries an' all they mean to those that live in 'em), but they do more harm in their efforts to DIS-JOIN an' DIS-JOINT us all. ANYTHING to avoid us all gettin’ to "come together right now."  Thus “they” erase, then cover up their dirty work—and new generations either nerver learn or they forget they EVER had anything in common with their parents, grandparents, or anything 'bout their country they could believe in let alone celebrate…

erasin’ in the shadows….

Sure, power, money, color revolutions that's a part of the plan—but in the bigger picture, it's Global Destruction of the world as we know it—the world which had so many human COMMONALITIES, understandings, denominators. THAT was the world that we created across divides, EVEN though we had soverign nations, our unique cultures, our individuality—but now, all that will be destroyed and erased (as we see it happening now), ostensibly to rebuild it as a made-to-order utopia for "Zey/Them" aka The Weenies Inc. 
To build back BETTER-FOR THEM. 

Social distancing and masking (to make us all anonymous drones) was just a late SYMPTOM of the long long road to get "here." To the Great CULLING & KILLING, where there is no empathy because those that would ban or silence their fellow human beans and neighbors have decided they have NOTHING IN COMMON with these folks, we folks, useless eaters, anti-vaxxers, white nationalists… the list goes on. But yes, it’s a symptom for a problem, that math problem, they started working on DECADES earlier… 

Their magnum opus is, as I see it now, the KILLING of the COMMONALITIES (i.e. of all the common denominators) by detaching humans from even their own children, grandchildren, great grandchildren—and from all the bonds that they’ve shared historically—bonds musical, literary, historical, experiential—bonds that have allowed each generation to build upon the previous ones via strong-yet-flexible emotional and historical scaffolding, NOW summarily ripped asunder by this slow-boil (over a couple decades) act of destruction!

"THEY" have bigger plans than just power and money as I said—the diabolical mega plans (that involve mega-death! and thus depopulation) to literally own the world as their one global OYSTER…

To slurp out its salty quiverin' flesh, leaving only hard lifeless shells (what they make of US !), leaving not even a trace of brilliant nacre let alone a single pearl for us human beans who will become their slaves, their energy sources, their remote-controlled dummies, their puppet bus-boys (er "bus-bois" in new-gender speak!) , servin' their every whim (whatta fantasy!) while bein' fed soma-fied-banana mash like Pager the Monkey.

“They’d eaten every one…” I often call the "virus" the "walrus" an' as a killin' an' culling machine—it's an apt analogy here. As I said, WE are their oysters (er…ersters!)

"The New Math"…2023 (redux)

As I wrote, the work (werk!) has been done…so much of it already, the math equation erased, NO common denominators possible—THIS is "The New Math"… today, what we are seeing.  Some of us have managed to keep a tenuous hold on tether line with the younger generation.  But it's an uphill battle…  And then there’s THIS:

Biden tells parents, of their kids:

"There's no such thing as someone else's child. Our nation's children are all our children."

Not your children, folks, nope, they are collectively owned by the gubbamint, force-indoctrinated by the "skools" where they no longer teach children WHAT a common denominator IS because math is racist…or supremacist…or both (I fergit…) as is learning, thinking, etc.)

PULLED ACROSS THE DIVIDE…

Sure there are creative gems bein' produced today that kin be appre-she-ated by older generations—AND there are "some" young'uns, including the older kids of some've us folks that are here on Substack (clingin' on fer dear life!)--kids who HAVE been pulled across the divide and got lovingly bathed in the wunder-warm warters of the Golden 20^th Century Culture Pool (a kind've Century City Cement Pond!) which includes some fine lily pads an' Koi (coy!) an' briney sea weeds from previous centuries too!

Those pulled across would be the young'uns who might know Peter O'Toole…and Jayne Mansfield,  John Steinbeck…and Alfred E. Neuman, Fats Waller and The Carpenters… the difference 'tween The Hustle and The Charleston.  You get it, right? 

It's not each individual point of reference, but it's having a feeling for the "zeitgeist" of different eras and knowing many of the movers, shakers, writers, musicians, performers, inventors and yup, even politicians of the era. It's not living in an empty (rainbow fart scented..) VOID like so many are today…

SADLY most'a today's youth LACK the CULTURAL COMMON DENOMINATOR that has beautifully glued Western Culture together—cohesively—fer over 100 years! (Arguably longer, in past centuries too—the same type of through-line existed). 

And again, this wuz the (library) paste, the cultural GLUE, that kept folks together!  It wuz the stick'em that "stuck" us human beans together across ages, from grandparent to grandchild, it adhered across racial divides (didn't we all love Sammy Davis Jr?*), it stuck across faiths (a Catholic & a Jew walked into a bar…we got Martin & Lewis!), it stuck across the sexes (I mean male & female y'all). So we all laughed at Lucy & Ricky and had puhlenty'a good feelin's fer each half've that union.  Folks, it stuck us together across every dang fence and barricade—do the math, we ALWAYS (until know) had that common denominator. 

Aw… I surely did!
*And yeah, not that long ago I learned 'bout Sammy & Satanist Anton Lavey—but nobuddy knew 'bout that stuff then 'er believed it wuz anything other than a publicity stunt if they did.  Anyway, Davis talent-wise wuz beyond what we thee-ate-er folks call a "triple threat" (danced, sang, and acted…go see him as Sportin' Life in Porgy & Bess if ya don't believe me ‘bout his actin' chops…)

Millennials, they got GYPPED

Indeed they an' their offspring were the Stooges an’ GYPPED ones too (even if they don't know it!)

SO apart from the small portion of them young'uns that DID get yanked 'cross that great divide (some’ve us are “tuggers!,” most born past the 1980s, AND nearly everyone born TO "millennials"--got gypped!  This includes them sleepin' Gen-Zzzzz's. (And YEAH, I'm sayin' gypped with conviction! 'cuz tho' not "peecee any more," it's strong and apt and funny an' harkens back ta the day when nobuddy looked up every iota of etymology ta git a sentence out!) Swindled!  SO….back ta my pernt….  Them Millenials, they ALL got cheated outta that Common Cultural Denominator that the rest of us were lucky ta have enjoyed.  They and their kinder are, in a way, LOST generations. 

Now, WHY wuz it so, startin' with the Millennials? My guess is that as the digital age was revvin’ up (early 1990s), many of their parents became the first generation that did NOT share their knowledge, their reference points, or arguably their values.  

Was it just TECHNOLOGY? No. My guess is that it was their parents ('specially the educated ones that got in-doctrine-ated'id in them universe-shitties) who were the first generation born that got told that all past knowledge, reference points, values and beliefs were outdated, old fashioned or worse—DANGEROUS! triggering!, insensitive! "wrong" or "wrong-headed" or labeled racist, sexist, white-supremacist, fascist (ha!) and any-cist—like cysts! 

A cyst (please assist! OUCH! gotta git RID of ALL the - cists!):

Prior generations (like mine!) had been allowed to speak their mind in college—there wuz debate, disagreement, different voices were allowed. Until they were NOT. So it wuz easy ta convince young impressionables that their parents, that prior generations knew too much for their own good! appreciated too much (including things they “shouldn’t”—like white folks playin’ Jazz?). 

So with the advent of the Millennials--the sharing (and the caring)…stopped.  Commonalities erased, ties severed, glue unstuck. Generations got de-coupled like errant train cars.

And WORSE fer those 've us a lil' long in the tooth, is that much've the new stuff is so gawd-awful lousy—that there's little desire for us ta swaller what goes fer "Kulchur" today an' reach across the divide.  I do NOT wanna see greased-up twerkin’ booties on blinged-up surgically altered bodies rubbin' on each like firestarters other while crude, lewd, an' stoopid curse wurds pass fer lyrics.  It ain't even music to the ears. 

OR… the idear of "Reality Teevee" or wartchin it seems more painful than eyeball surgery with a rusty scalpel.  Noooo!

Even comedy today is so sifted an' shifted…and POLICED like it was a bomb—handle with so much care it ain't…funny…literally ain’t funny—as Pee Wee Herman would say, "Ha ha I fogot to laugh." Many of us do not want to “relate to” this twaddle—it’s THAT BAD.

DUMB & DUMBER (it’s true…)*

And folks, most kids today—they'ze DUMB (even if they have decent IQs they are DUMB!) I’d add they seem dumber than what I recall were the poorest most educationally deprived young’uns of yesta'year.  So many've 'em just DUMB—an' NOT just those without means—even those of great means—ain't got much more n' sawdust 'tween the ears. (Oh Great Oz, Ya Marvelous Mountebank, kindly give these kids some "Bran New Brains" cuz what's in there now ain't even wurth a hill'a beans!)

* the use of “dumb” has been banned too in deference ta non-speakin’ persons but bein’ non-peecee I’m a gonna use it like I always have—with zip-all ta do with the non-speakin’!

Van Gogh / that van sure WENT!…

To illustrate…a propos of DUMBER…

My younger daughter relayed this story ta me about a week ago. She wuz in her teen pottery class (working silently) when the TEACHER (a Millennial I'll add) mentioned the glaze they were using wuz called "Starry Night." So one kid sportin’ ahrtistic asymmetrical hair said she heard of a famous paintin' of that same name "by that artist – Vincent "somebody".  Lordy!  NONE of the kids in the class remembered his name ('cept of course my silently smirkin' daughter who wuz holdin' her tongue an' holdin' back laffin') But wait, it gits BETTER.

So the teacher managed to say "Van Gogh" (correctly if ya don’t pronounce it like the Dutch do) but then one kid added, "That's it!—he was a Renaissance Painter, right?" And the purple-haired kid next ta her said, "Yes, I think so!  He painted about 4000 years ago." (Do not spit out yer coffee friends—not four HUNDRED even, 4 THOUSAND?!!!!)  

Now my daughter who wuz just about ta lose her clayballs (it’s a wheel thing, ya “throw” ‘em), in a very (very) deadpan Elliot-Ness-type voice spoke up long 'nuff ta say, "Nineteenth Century. Post-Impressionist."  She went back to her wheel (silently workin' that clayball real good…).

To this Purple Hair said, "huh?"  (Not sure if she didn't know 'bout the 19^th Century or if Post-Impressionism stumped her…my daughter guessed that BOTH were unfamiliar concepts…) and to this “huh?”, her pal (asymetrical hair-cut girl) said, "Well anyway, that color is famous."  (THAT color. “Starry Night” A color, like nail polish?)  I….just….CAN'T.

Friends, I'm purdy sure I can say that by the time I wuz in 4^th grade my ENTIRE CLASS would'a correctly identified Vincent Van Gogh AND Starry Night AND even known that the 19^th Century was not 4000 years prior.  (SIGH). 

A few more thoughts regarding the curtain-down curtailing of the
CULTURAL COMMON DENOMINATOR 

The “evi-dense” above speaks volumes folks. And apart from the deliberate "dumbin' down" of the entire Industrial Educational Complex—an' herewith let's cue the late, great Charlotte Iserbyt and her massive studies, it’s clear they've pulled the proverbial rug out from under us all. As a result, these newer generations are sent out on rafts with no anchor, no moorin' –no appreciation for what came before 'em (even if it warn't canceled) OR knowledge of how we got to where we are.  Deliberate it was indeed.  Isyerbyt said our public education system, which started dumbin' down kids from the 1970s onward (ya don't say?!), was modeled after the USSR’s indoctrination system, and our gubbamint even consulted with them (what Cold War?!).

In simple terms, the friendly handshakes we had across all divides—age / generation, race, sex, and faith—got blitzkrieg'd in preparation for the 21^st DISconnected DISjointed DISassociated Century—the one with NO Cultural Common Denominator. DIS iz the sad fact of it!

Our lived experience…

For a personal example of what wuz lost for kids today… my granny effortlessly embraced Elvis (the only King in my book!) AND even enjoyed watchin' Twin Peaks (the first incarnation of course) with me, and this despite her bein' born in the age of Torch Singers an' Jolson on one knee.  We both shared a great appreciation of many things datin' before BOTH our times—from Mark Twain to Modigliani to Felix Mendelssohn… AND Felix the Cat!  So we spoke the same language—she introduced me to stuff and I her and nobody got offended.  An' this wasn't "unique" in my fambly, I'm sure've it!  I think many of us 20th Century folks could sit in a room and find commonalities with olders & youngers alike.  Back in the day you could ask any kid 'bout Mickey Mouse and not mention "his breasts!"  Times have changed!

Can you imagine some kid tellin’ their granny or grampy about booty call an’ the trannie dancin’ in devil makeup? NO… nooooo!

Nowadays such exchanges are not taking place ‘tween generations. Everyone young is starin' at a phone, in their own "cloud." (Hey you git offa YOUR cloud!)  SO…if ya were to plunk a typical young'un into granny's parlor room (if ya kin yank the phone away from their textin' hand…), I'll bet they've gotta little in common, at least culturally speaking, with their elders.  And even LESS to talk about—seems makin’ conversation is also a lost skill. 

A’ fore the 21^st Century got uploaded into the mental hard drives of these newly minted young'uns, it was completly normal that folks shared SO MANY of the same (excellent!) cultural references; we all just connected in a way I do not see happenin' between generations with the "youth" of today…

I'll say that most folks born up 'till about 1985 still seem to be from the same universe but most "under 40's" today have LOST (or have been cheated outta) the Cultural Common Denominators that held us humans together on the same planet! (And NOT in the durned “Metaverse!”) 

Most 've 'em don't know Groucho Marx from Karl Marx! (though golly they'ze fully steeped in critical theory…)

So, what kinda cockamamie math ARE they learnin' ?

7 x 13 = 28

This DUZ beat common core though! (ha!)

Where DO we GO from HERE???

Grandparents gotta take over I think!  Someone said—an' I LOVE this idear!—that instead've "Drag Queen Story Hour," let's have “Grandparent Story Hour” and not only have the elders read ta the kids but let'em TALK about the whos, the whats, and the wheres of their childhoods and beyond.  Let them introduce music or poems or great works that SHOULD be common reference points. 

One a my girl’s former dance teachers (a purdy well-known pro in her own right!) sought out a very ancient Harlem Renaissance tapper who had long retired but still could (at least in his 80s) teach some fancy footwork and some of his signature routines.  To this very day, as a result, his routines are now taught to talented tappers here an’ internationally—and the name “Harold Stompy Cromer” (love it!) is known in the dance world as a "Common Cultural Denominator" no less than greats like, I dunno, Charles Honi Coles! 

Another one'a my daughter's tap teachers had the kids do a short written report (every other week!) on famous tappers in history.  It was SO cool a project (the kids shared their little reports at the end of each class). Again, this not something any of these dancers would learn in any school classroom—it all due to smart instructors WANTING to impart history which in turn gives all the students a shared sense of connection, not to mention a "vocabulary" of tee-riffic routines! 

One of my younger daughter's musical theater instructors did nearly the same thing to teach the kids ‘bout famous Broadway musicals and their composers and stars; he made it into a GAME (a bit like jeopardy!), and as a result, every kid (now teen) that wuz in that class kin tell you who wrote Red, Hot & Blue, who starred in Man of LaMancha—and so much more!

NONE of this would'a been learned in government schools and ALL of it is what I too call Cultural Common Denominators.  Today, if I wanna talk Ann Miller or Eleanor Powell with either one of my girls, it's EASY!  And it should be. This can be done with ANY topic of interest… it just takes individuals like the great instructors mentioned above (sigh, we miss our former life!) to take this kind've initiative! 

HOW TO ROLL….

So given this type’a model, parents gotta start early and SHARE stuff too.  They (many born post 1990) have grown up in a way-too-digital era but with help of THEIR parents, I think this can be walked back a bit.   Folks, am I crazy or are we gonna HAVE to fall back and rely on folks over 40 (like some’ve us here, ha!) to right them wrongs an’ fast!

Heck, the Millennial generation can learn WITH their kids if need be.  Let grandma select her favorite REAL books (no books on ‘puters ‘er i-pads that’s CHEATIN’), let gran’pa put on those Jimmy movies (Stewart, Cagney, they're all GREAT!). Everything old could be new again.

An' frankly, if everyone ditches the danged smart phones and the leaves them teevees alone fer a spell and just gets out in nature—that's a good start! 

My girls read his'try books under a tree and sometimes IN one!

I just do not have the “bandwith” ta hear from parents sayin’ their youn'uns today are too "jaded" to enjoy Charlie Chaplin 'er Buster Keaton (or the Three Stooges fer that matter—I'm a fan!).  REALLY?  I once heard a mom say, "my son will not watch anything in black and white."  (Did they offer ‘em anything or wuz that just a foregone conclusion?) I mean this is crazy, right?. Sure, startin' young helps but I don't think they're all so far gone there's no hope—am I wrong?

I ain't Pollyana here, I KNOW it'll take quite some doin' ta undo the damage done an' "re-teach"  all the young'uns that got royally cheated. FOLKS, that sorry "new math" has been decades in the makin' — but reteachin' IS doable if there's a will.  

In fact, the solution has ALWAYS been with us…

THIS…

begets THIS:

Now THAT wuz a loooong math lesson fer y'all!

Keep readin’ writin’ an’ ‘rithma-tickin’ and always REMEMBER YER COMMON DENOMINATORS!
Daisy

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BONUS music! a good song fer more hopeful times when we kin celebrate a groovy return of a Common Cultural Denominator!