Fred Reed says:
The night closes in. Read the surveys of what children know, what students in universities know. Approximately nothing. We have become wanton morons. As the intellectual shadows fall again, as literacy declines and minds grow dim in the new twilight, who will copy the parchments this time?
No longer are we a schooled people. Brash new peasants grin and peck at their iPods. Unknowing, incurious, they gaze at their screens and twiddle, twiddle. They will not preserve the works of five millennia. They cannot. They do not even know why.
Twilight really does come. Sales of books fall. Attention spans shorten. Music gives way to angry urban grunting. The young count on their fingers when they do not have a calculator, know less by the year. We have already seen the first American generations less educated than their parents. College graduates do not know when World War One happened, or what the Raj was. They have read nothing except the nothing that they read, and little of that. Democracy was an interesting thought.
Ours will be a stranger Dark Age than the old one. Our peasants brush their teeth and wash, imagine themselves of the middle class, but their heads are empty.
And they rule. We have achieved the dictatorship of the proletariat. Hod-carriers in designer jeans, they do not quite burn books but simply ignore them. Their college degrees amount to high-school diplomas, if that, but they neither know nor care.
The things that have forever constituted civilization – respect for learning whether one had it or not, wide reading, careful use of language, manners, such notions as “lady” and “gentleman” – these are held in contempt.
I tend to agree with his assessment.
Odd though is it not? We live in time where information is readily available to the masses as never before in recorded history. And yet we are entering a new dark age. What to call this one? I don’t know.
Perhaps in China and India the situation is much different. Perhaps they are still working hard and using the modern information tools to great advantage. Perhaps not.
What to do? There is nothing to do but let events take their course.