People have selectively bred animals for centuries and in the twentieth century
the process was industrialised and was done on a far greater scale than
before. Which is funny because exactly the same thing happened to
the way we selectively breed ourselves.
Breeding
used to be so rare you could boast about it, but nowadays every
single one of us is bred for a purpose. Though, as you would expect for a system that works for people not dumb beasts, it's more sophisticated than mere genetics. The significant inheritance, the one that decides our place in society, is linguistic. Children bring the language and rhetorical skills taught to them by their parents to a place where it acts as a kind of software that programs their fate. The place where the magic of this breeding program takes place is school. Some children are lucky enough to be born into homes where
their parents speak eloquently on a range of topics; they are the
native speakers of Middle Class English. Others are not so lucky
and they are raised speaking a language that's different, and
ridiculed. When these groups of children meet at school they are
judged by how “well” they use MCE, immediately and
constantly.
Children in the program are stacked vertically. For those fluent in
MCE, affirmation comes early and often, and they are told throughout
their childhood that they are better than other children. They are the top. Apart from for an unlucky few, who become the focus of
the other children's resentments, school is an excellent experience,
which makes them happy and confident, secure in the knowledge that
when it comes to being in the world, they've cracked it.
The
children in the middle are the largest group and for them the program
is tolerable. These children are not the best academically, but
they're not the worst either, and for them the biggest issue is that
school is boring, as it offers no chance to shine. It's with this group
of people that the X-factor fantasy is so potent. That someone
living an ordinary life, which is heavily trailed as being dull and
unfulfilled, can be shot to riches and stardom, not through hard work
and study, but through a previously undiscovered, innate
talent.
Having
a top casts an ugly shadow, and it falls on the children at the
bottom. At the top school is a heaven of praise, at the bottom it is a hell of inadequacy. Imagine spending
every day being asked to produce work that proves how much worse you
are than everyone else, how humiliating that must feel. Evidently it's a
worse punishment than the ones dished out for doing no work at all.
The top
are bred for a positive, proactive desire to do as they're told, until such time as they can give the
commands. The middle are bred to do a half-arsed job at something they
don't really care about, and live under a barrage of products that
purport to convey a status never granted to them when they
were young. The bottom are bred for defiance and hostility towards
authority, they are bred to think less of themselves, they are bred
for sadness. This systematic assault on self esteem often causes problems at home, which schools
recycle into excuses for their failure to produce from these children, citizens worthy of
respect.
Selectively
breeding people. Something, if social mobility statistics are
anything to go by, we're getting better at.
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