When I see a bunch of kids like this, I wish I was a poet and could something profound like these boys are the brink of the future, how they are so fresh faced and innocent and how I wish they could retain that when they are forced to face life's challenges, that they are our hope for mankind. You know stuff like that.
My main motivation for posting this was as an extension of Problematizing the Obvious.
For those who think nurture trumps nature, or even competes closely, there is no explaining certain things in life.
Like: no amount of nurturing is going to get 50 teenage girls together for a week in the capital-W wilderness. Or get a half dozen to find out how much an electric fence designed to exclude grizzlies will hurt.
Okay, does this have anything to do with yesterday being 14?
ReplyDeleteThat's about how old these boys look.
Don't ask me, I haven't the foggiest.
ReplyDeleteGood guess. My son was a month shy of 15 when the video was taken.
When I see a bunch of kids like this, I wish I was a poet and could something profound like these boys are the brink of the future, how they are so fresh faced and innocent and how I wish they could retain that when they are forced to face life's challenges, that they are our hope for mankind. You know stuff like that.
ReplyDeleteMy main motivation for posting this was as an extension of Problematizing the Obvious.
ReplyDeleteFor those who think nurture trumps nature, or even competes closely, there is no explaining certain things in life.
Like: no amount of nurturing is going to get 50 teenage girls together for a week in the capital-W wilderness. Or get a half dozen to find out how much an electric fence designed to exclude grizzlies will hurt.
Or the epic failure of communism.