I designed this blog response because I think that certain people--artists, poets, musicians, thinkers--they live life with the volume turned up a little higher than everyone else. Those people that I admire most in the world are those who are essentially endlessly bothered by...well, bothered by something. Whether that something is a tortured self, an imperfect world, questions of right and wrong.
So, to answer this blog, I want you to explain, in detail, what it is that bothers you most and why you are bothered by it. Follow my example below and write a similar length.
This is going to sound a little bad, and probably more than a little preachy; however, what bothers me most is my students. Not every student, mind you, just those that seem to undervalue and under-use the talents they have. You have to realize that all day long, every day I am faced with young people around me who have such incredible potential. Potential and gifts and talents and abilities that I had not even conceived of when I was growing up. I see them--many of whom are far more bright than I, some of whom are more well read, and most of whom could easily outstrip my accomplishments--and they are doing NOTHING. They are getting excellent at movie watching, playing Halo3, and cruising myspace. I have a student in one class whose brilliance is such that he could probably accomplish nearly any task I set before him; however, he's failing my class. My easy class. It saddens me to no end because I worry. I worry that by the time he's old enough to realize how much he's pissed away his existence on meaningless, trite, banal activities, it'll be too late. And, what will happen to him? I want to tell him how much he'll resent working at a meaningless, banal job that doesn't tap any of his skills. How he'll resent himself and his co-workers when he realizes that this is all he'll have made of those gifts. Maybe he'll blame himself. Maybe he'll never even wake up.
If he were the only student I have, then it wouldn't bother me. But I see 100 st