I use the Bradbury story name somewhat tongue in cheek, but this article is tantalizing (as in: I want to read more). I worry daily about the balance of play (and exploration) in my kids lives. I use a picture from a Star Trek episode a little less tongue in cheek.
The current dilemma I find is that there is SO little in their school lives (though they both go to what I would consider great schools) that free time needs to be scheduled — paradoxically.
I think it extends past the kids, though. We devalue play, active play, to our detriment.
I have an ongoing battle (internal as well as through actions) over directness and clarity. There is simply not enough of it, and in this context particularly, the modern ‘workplace’. I worry, sincerely I do WORRY — this literally kept me up the other night — that we are neck deep in some kind of delusional manipulation and we have lost the plot, that these are the last days.
The section below from Charlie Brooker’s 2014 Wipe seems to sum up what I’m seeing on the local, daily stage — not just at my workplace but from the sounds of things EVERYWHERE…