By: Carol Maxym Ph.D.
One of my first thoughts this morning upon really going back to work after the long holiday break was that we are equidistant in time from 2000 as we were in 1986. I am quite certain I didn’t think about that on January 5, 1986. Reagan was President, no one had a computer or cell phone. No one had imagined the Internet, Blogs, e-mail…. Kids abused drugs but not really prescription drugs. Kids weren’t really being diagnosed with all sorts of diseases, disorders, and disabilities. Hardly anyone took psychotropic medications. Life was slower, different, more thoughtful—or am I just becoming old and nostalgic? “Back in the good old days…” We had less communication but perhaps better communication. We dressed with more care, eating habits had not deteriorated as much as they have now. People wrote letters to each other, and letters were more thoughtful than e-mails.
One of my first thoughts this morning upon really going back to work after the long holiday break was that we are equidistant in time from 2000 as we were in 1986. I am quite certain I didn’t think about that on January 5, 1986. Reagan was President, no one had a computer or cell phone. No one had imagined the Internet, Blogs, e-mail…. Kids abused drugs but not really prescription drugs. Kids weren’t really being diagnosed with all sorts of diseases, disorders, and disabilities. Hardly anyone took psychotropic medications. Life was slower, different, more thoughtful—or am I just becoming old and nostalgic? “Back in the good old days…” We had less communication but perhaps better communication. We dressed with more care, eating habits had not deteriorated as much as they have now. People wrote letters to each other, and letters were more thoughtful than e-mails.
But I do sound like an aging complainer….or do I? I worry about that often because there is so
much in the growing-up world that frightens me, disturbs me. Sometimes I think the main value of
residential treatment for kids is taking them out of their modern,
highly-stimulated world. What do you
think? Am I being simplistic? Are we, as individuals, parents, Americans
better off now than in 1986?
Well, obviously there is no one and certain answer (or maybe
there is—that’s even scarier…). More
importantly, there is no going back. So
what can we learn? How to move forward?
I think the main point is that more is not better. More is simply more which doesn’t make it
better. I think that pivoting around
that millennial moment (remember Y2K? and all the horror that was to ensue that
didn’t happen?) provides a window to observe where we are and where we want to
be. I’m not suggesting that we engage in
Soviet-style five-year plans, but I am wondering about thinking more about how
we want the world to be for our children.
And yes, I know the politicians accuse each other of
stealing our children’s future (usually referring either to the National Debt
or to Climate Change), but I don’t mean that.
I mean do we wish to provide our children with so electronic a world that
they are using iPads before they can talk?
What about constant music everywhere providing emotional indications of
how to feel just in case you don’t know yourself? What about diagnosis of purported
disorders? Do we prefer a world of
medication or a world of understanding the wealth of human emotions?
I think the 28 years around the fulcrum 2000 have been years
where we became more quickly reactive but not more helpfully reactive, or
proactive. Public figures apologize ad
infinitum, So that the whole concept of apology no longer has any meaning (and
I do remember beginning to notice that in the ‘80s). Accountability is a word and one we don’t
really even expect to have meaning.
There are so many words like that.
Depression is another one.
We have the opportunity to become more thoughtful, more deliberate,
more reflective as we re-think the growing up world we present to our children. Or not.
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