The Purpose of Humans!

I already hear the comments, before you type! What the f*** is he talking about this time? Who the HELL does he think he is? OK, OK, before you grab your torches and pitchforks, let me explain!
I recently had to accompany recruiters to various schools to recruit students for next year. Don't worry though, I'm the tech guy and I am kept in a cave under lock and key, so I cannot influence any children. When I get let out like this, I am tethered with a ball gag and shock collar to keep me under control. I just had to go to hook up and run the equipment, because,,,, well that's my job!

Anyway, as I sat and watched the recruitment video, which was made by our Digital Media students, I noticed something strange. All of the outgoing, and articulate students were in the classes which require a brain to complete. In other words, you have to think to do the job. The students who could not talk very well, or when they did, sounded like "Bubba" from a bad Country and Western song, were in the classes which taught you to work with your hands, i.e. manual labor! There is nothing wrong with manual labor other than it doesn't pay as well as a "brain" job. I just had to wonder if this is really the way we as humans are! Are we predisposed to do a certain job in our life based on our upbringing or where we live? Is it genetic? I believe the terms we explored in college were "Nature or Nurture"! (That's cool, I never thought I'd get to talk about things in terms of college!)

There was one exception, I could see myself in this guy. He was very outgoing and articulate, yet he was in a class of a manual labor trade.He was so good at how he came across, he was used in several scenes for that class. I used to be that way. I wanted to do mechanic work because that is what I grew up around, but the counselors wanted me to do some "brain" trade. I fought them most of my life before I finally gave in and moved to a "brain" trade. I see now, and so will he, I should have been here all along! This is easy and there is more money for doing seemingly NOTHING! I hope he figures it out soon and does not end up having to just "get by" in some dead-end, meaningless job.. Good luck guy!

As for me, I have to go back to "work" now! There is a printer that quit working, or a Wi-Fi that is not connecting, or some other "problem" for me to deal with. Like the song said, "Money for Nothing!", although there are no "Chicks for Free". That's OK. I have plenty at home!

Uncle P out!

What would Garp say about this?

The title is cliche, all I can think is The World of Garp. I sometimes relate to movies, even old ones, better than I do to most people. The phrase "What would Garp Do?" Was just a bit over the top.
As I sit here and touch type this blog on my damned iPad, I am watching Hodgie ,(not his real name) who is remoted into my computer and repairing an issue with a student iPad. Garp's tool was an old fashioned typewriter. I can't imagine what he would think of the modern technology that has come to pass since "The Bastard Son of Jenny Fields" started writing his own works.
While this is only make believe, I can only imagine I would hear the words, "What the f*** is this?".
Unfortunately, Garp died at the end of the movie. Big letdown for Hollywood, can,t make a Garp II. I also can not look at John Lithgow the same way I did before he transformed from football star to a woman. I still hear the line about how dreadful he thought it was to be "bitten off in a Buick!"
As you can see, nothing is worth writing about this week. Maybe I'll have something more in a few. Later!