Paper on A Society of Conventional and Sterile Ways of Life


             It is my understanding that people grow up in a society of conventional and sterile ways of life. Some societies have a tendency to raise people to be similar in their way of thinking. People are educated to have the same morals, beliefs (within their own culture), and, or opportunities at an education. The ways in which these people are raised does not give a chance for independent thinking, and creativity. My idea of societies being "Conventional and sterile," is the way that society has influence people, from they day they were born. Society has a tendency to make people like robots, trapped from independent thought. People who often wear different clothes, and who have piercing and tattoos, often stand out from the rest of society. Older generations may frown upon these ways of "expression," simply because they were taught to think conservatively from the time they were born. I agree with the statement, "From childhood upwards, everything is done to make minds of men and women conventional and sterile." .

             From the time everyone starts school, children are put into grades were everyone is at the same level of learning, and with people of the same age. "The state is justified in insisting that children shall be educated" (Essay- Thought and Style, p.141). Russell explains that society's beliefs linger on the idea that education is important. Children are expected to get good grades by every parent and a child who do not do well in school, is seen as one who may not succeed in the future. This relates to the idea that many people in our society are rased on the same morals, and beliefs. In education, many students feel as though they are becoming sterile. They are unable to express themselves, and there are too many boundaries that do not allow them to be creative. One time I heard a teacher say, "Stick to the guidelines, and nothing too fancy." This implies that people grow up having their minds conventional and sterile.

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