Unless you are one of those people who live off the grid you
have no doubt noticed a recent uptick in the number of young murderers lately.
School shootings, movie theater rampages, mall attacks, elevator stabbings, and
countless other horrific headlines flood our 24 hour news media.
I am 32 years old so it is not like I say “back in my day”
that often but, back in my day this
was almost unheard of. In fact, until the Columbine shooting I don’t remember
ever hearing of something like this. From time to time there was an accidental
shooting (think Beverly Hills 90210)
or an attempted WWF move that went horribly wrong but never a shooting spree.
From where I am standing this increase, in part, can be
attributed to an overabundance of participation awards. Today everyone gets an
award for everything and no one gets told they need to work a little harder
anymore. Let’s use Little League sports as an example. When I was growing up there were two to three
“levels” for each team, (e.g. PAL A, B
& C.). There was a tryout period that lasted about a week and you were
then split up based on your talent level.
During the year there were no mandates by the league stating
that everyone had to have a turn to bat every inning. We had winners and losers, first and last place,
and All-Star games for those who earned it. Trophies were given out to the
first, second, and third place teams and only the best players got MVP awards.
Guess what? We all survived. We all knew our weaknesses. We
all learned how to take constructive criticism and use it to strive to better
ourselves. Do you think there would there be stories of athletes staying in
gyms after the lights were shut off if they were told everyone was equally
talented?
In t-ball now everyone bats, everyone gets a single and
everyone scores. Every DAMN inning! I went to watch my nephew play and noticed
that even if the throw beat the runner to first they were still safe. “What the
hell is that?” I asked one of the coaches.
“We are trying to teach the kids the fundamentals,” he replied. “Isn’t
getting out a fundamental?” And the coach replied, “By fundamentals I meant
having fun and teamwork. It isn’t about
winning or losing.”
What is more fundamental in life than winning and losing? You
either get the job or you don’t. You either get accepted into Harvard or you go
to community college. There is no shame in either and nothing but positives to
be taken from them. Work harder at your job or harder in school and when the
opportunity arises again you will have set yourself apart.
We have created a society that cares more about preventing
our kids from feeling bad than it does about helping them realize where they
need to focus their energy. These kids that end up shooting up a school or a
movie theater almost always have a back story of rejection. Whether it is
rejection from the opposite sex, society, or the popular group at school
adolescents have been plagued by this forever, yet these stories didn’t always
exist.
My last blog post was something I was really proud of.
Almost all of those who read it had nice things to say about it. I sent it to a
friend of mine who happens to be writer and former editor. He found so many
things to improve upon he set up a phone call to go over them with me.
After we hung up I was down about it for a little bit. As
the day went on I realized what he said was true: it wasn’t good enough. I took
what he had told me, rewrote the parts we discussed and resubmitted it. I
didn’t take the first plane out to LA and hunt him down. I didn’t go on a
rampage and shoot people. Why? Because I didn’t get participation awards.
How hard would you have studied for Algebra If you knew you
were going to get a passing grade regardless?
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