Showing posts with label hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hands. Show all posts

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Jake doesn't like to hold hands anymore.

Jake used to like holding hands when we walked.

Then I started letting go of his hand, encouraging him to walk on his own.

Now he hates holding hands.

If you hold his hand, he will tantrum by boxing his ears, standing in front of you to block your path, whining, sitting in the middle of the street, or throwing himself on the ground.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

We don't fix or make things anymore.

I can't draw worth crap and I can barely work a screwdriver. I always blamed it on my hands. But this can't be the case. I can play guitar a little and I can type 60 plus words a minute. So what's wrong with me?

I'm typical, and that's the problem according to Matthew B. Crawford. His book, Shop class as soulcraft : an inquiry into the value of work laments the fact that most people in our society can't fix or build things with our hands anymore.

We don't need to. Everything's made cheaply in China. It's easier to buy a new item than repair an old one.

Crawford says this is a shame, because building things with your hands is good. It makes us happier, we're creating real things of tangible value in the world, and the pay's not bad (now that there's a shortage of trade workers since no one wants to do that anymore.)

He contrasts this with our current "creative" economy where we sit around in our post-industrial cubicles thinking of ways of doing things "being creative", but not actually doing them.