In 1982, TV situation comedy The Facts of Life saw Mrs. Garrette and her pupils in Paris. Going professional, in this “TV movie” Mrs. Garrette readied herself learn cooking, and to return to America a full-fledged expert in the kitchen. A strict headmistress an hour away from the city was slated to teach the girls, including lessons in the subjects of poetry and physical education. Comedy cues such as audience laughter are omitted so, while the atmosphere is jaunty, part one of the episode is charmingly grounded. Frankly, while searching for this entry in nineteen-eighties’ lady-driven TV comedy, the delight you’ll have may be offset by its brevity and relative non-consequence. Even though it’s fun, you will probably be fine if it’s left history.
Roulette is a game of chance in which a dealer spins a wheel, black and red stripes designating a range of numbers. The dealer tosses a ball on the wheel meeting the landing marks with the idea of a sudden decision. If you have placed a bet where the ball will stop on the wheel, and triumphantly the ball lands where you have predicted, you collect winnings on your bet. Likewise, love is a gamble.
Should we, however, treat life like the roulette wheel? Love falls in the face of adversity with an end to deciding change. Roulette is a game of chance, but rather than choosing to gamble with the cosmos we can structure what we are able to achieve as we would have it, rather than the hands of fate handling important decisions for us. Our own hands guide our destinies. I assert here that keeping education a priority is important. The reason is that lovers meet while teachers educate them, in throngs of increasing interactions between the initiate and the instructor. It may be the thing which saves us from ourselves. Unlike a life steep with problems, what divides lovers from animals is our capacity to educate our own.
I am not particularly technologically proficient.
Limitations have hard-pressed me to master the complexities of love. I don’t understand the combination of drive and romance. But it doesn’t matter–simple maintenance and locomotion may be all it takes, because with better-educated coming generations of people, the likelihood increases that everything will work in our favor. That’s a desirable future outcome, and it’s love. It’s keeping education human.
My high school “communications” were a weak suit.
My only programming job ended in me being fired. It lasted three months, and I did an honestly poor job. Was I a fool? Yes. Younger yet, in high school, I wasn’t my best at my classes in “communications.”. I am lucky that I got through them, I suppose. I like the employment of computers very much. That goes with keeping education a priority. William Shakespeare, who led us through the modern era, instructs us to say:
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
It perplexes the individual that technology is coming to a head with each new generation.
I don’t think we have any other choice than for us to make technology and technology communications our priorities. It isn’t right for technology to leave us behind. Fortunately, I tend to believe that many can access the components of technology, especially if you have the drive to love and to learn. You can do it. Starting now is a great strategy. Ask questions, get answers and bend technology to your will. That’s how the empire will be built, not by brick but by circuitry. I think it’s about keeping education a priority.
Love is the bond across cultures. Thank you for your time and good luck.