Since a good many of my Followers are educators, I'm sure you recognize the chart at the right. For those that have never paid attention in life, I'll explain it a bit.
It first came to my attention in the 1990's when some smarty came up with this graph as a model to measure one's intelligence and wrote a book about it. The graph reflects his findings and shows the intelligence level of humans. Basically, it shows that 68% of us fall into what he determined was normal. All others are either ignorant or smart. I must add that the graph caused a lot of controversy in its day.. But I like it, although I use it a bit differently than it's creator. To me it means nothing more than what is normal, and what is not. And you can use this graph for most anything.
I have always loved to be in the normal area. Hidden in what I call the "Middle 50 " (with the exception of taking pride in my almost perfect honesty). I liked being the one that rarely stood out in a crowd. Not the fastest runner in the group, but at least I ran faster than the 50% that finished behind me. Just "Normal" so to say.
I grew up in an era where everyone knew their father, whom just happened to live in the same house I guess. Fathers worked 50 to sixty hours a week. We had one television and one telephone in the house which we all shared, but never during dinner time. We gathered at the dinner table at the same time every day and began with a prayer. Most people didn't work on Sundays or after 6 pm. We each had two pairs of shoes; one for church and the other for school or play. We had a bicycle, although it was usually a hand-me-down. And at times, we had two cars. Our six siblings shared 2 bedrooms; one for the boys and the other for the girls (and of course the biggest room one was for our parents).
Whether it was raking leaves, shoveling snow, or washing dishes, everyone I knew had jobs after school and during the summer. Boys got dirty climbing trees and building forts while girls were prissy and played with dolls. There were sissies and tomboys but they didn't marry one another. Everyone I knew moved away from home the summer following graduation, either to join the Army or marry their girl, even though she was often already pregnant. For me this is what being in the Middle Fifty was - Normal that is.
Not so anymore. The normal graph has changed. That 68% that was once normal has now dwindled to about 25%. The Bell Curve now is much steeper as spikes to the center leaving those trapped inside to now become "Abnormal." That's where I think I fit in. What was once referred to as "Alternate Living" has dominated our culture and has become the ":Normal."
Today it seems few want to work even 40 hours per week. Children remain at home into their 30's and seem to only leave if they are arrested for narcotics, then join the Service if it is offered as a way to get out of jail. So many men father children to someone they never asked their name, leaving the State to pay for and often raise the child. Islam is rapidly over taking the religions that America was founded upon, but many Americans now have no religion at all.
Kids don't have after school jobs anymore. They get trophies simply by participating in a team sport. Sissies are now called Gays and marry one another. Tomboys are marrying each other and are now called Lesbians. Families now most often have one car per family member, but sometimes more. Bicycles and clothing are most often always new and families have never held more debt than now.
No one leaves home after high school unless they obtain a student loan which they will never pay back while they study some worthless and simple subject which can neither be graded effectively nor used for useful employment.
Full time employment will soon give way from 40 to 30 hours a week, and most will never actually work at all. Owning your home will give way to living on the streets or squatting where ever one can. Taxes will be paid only by those that strive to work, and a child waiting for his father to come home for dinner doesn't exist.
Today, I live in the Alternative Lifestyle because what once was normal is no longer.
Please pray.
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