In the United States there has been an infestation of Technical Schools professing direct schooling for today’s workforce. Liberal Arts is often passed off as unimportant. Yet sadness and depression consume our race. Pharmaceutical companies barely have to work to sell the pills that falsely promise happiness. The Greatest Thinkers knew that path to happiness was in thought, art, music, feeling, family, and friends, but we allow ourselves to be shamed for taking the time to read a book or paint a picture. Liberal arts creates our critical thinkers. Keating from Dead Poet’s Society said it best:
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
We need to remember with age comes wisdom.
We need to celebrate the child who plays.
We need to congratulate the student who dreams.
We need to encourage, thank, and support those who inspire us with their music, their art, their passion. They echo the pulse of the human race and remind us to enjoy the ride.