It’s something to be proud of. At times we find ourselves fluttering about, with our heads hanging low not understanding what plagues us; either the norms are shifting in high speed to support a particular or “special interest” when the youth were just settling in, or rapid change is raising havoc for baby boomers.

Conservatively, and independently, I must proclaim that keeping record of our roots, acknowledging our past and the accomplishments of our forefathers – like Grandpa – aid us in understanding who we are. I believe in this; we gain a greater appreciation for our surroundings without being impressed with fear. The various problems society faces are being cast all at once as technology rapidly advances. Keeping up with technological advances in other countries has certainly puts a strain on the science departments of higher institutions, whom are on this fore front of competition.

What other problems and/or solution will be unmasked – surely, more problems than solutions will be brought to the surface. I understand that the research that unveils these concerns sustains human life, but sometimes I wish they would just go away – the problems, that is. There is never any rest in some cultures.

This way it wouldn’t be necessary to eradicate an entire culture pertinent to development and progress in hopes to sustain tomorrow’s generation that is only a jewel in our eyes – it is difficult to understand the concept for us laymen’s when death is inevitable (awareness can be a dangerous business). I tend to become a bit more skeptical when concerned parties leave behind a print by means of sheer force and repetition – not for the sake of human development, like in your grandfathers case that was socialized in the military, but competition.

Recently, I have, myself, felt as if I have been laid out on the wayside by a subculture in grievance, which tames society with coarse measures. Influential forces, exploiting the majority, presume take control of the various movements in empathy to steer a culture in a direction that benefits their economic interests.

This majority tends to symbolize a resisting nature; which presents a potentially dangereous norm. This norm [may] make it difficult for employers to obtain quality employment and managers to manage their teams. It leaves citizens like me out; so it is the big city for me I guess. Perhaps there I can learn to adapt and be more successful.

To sustain serenity and develop new tolerances, I encase the arts. I read, study my culture, my indigenous roots and the social sciences. I also write poetry, while looking to experience and accomplished poets (sadly, these are truly dead poets, not even the golden braided strands of history could keep them alive).

I no longer read the local news papers to scan the markets, nor watch mainstream media though I have a degree in business, and my certifications in marketing management. The Collegian has been a decent source of information.

Write on Allison.