Archive for December, 2008


The Dulled Brain

Have you ever paid much attention to the effects that electronics have on young people? I’ve seen how Braindifferently kids act when they spend hours in front of a computer or TV, versus the way the act when they are busy doing something productive and worth-while. Having babysat many children throughout my teen years, I can look back now and say that I vividly remember how wonderful the kids behaved when we were coloring or creating things from PlayDough. I also remember how they could sob their poor eyes out when I turned off the television, sometimes even lashing out in anger as they slapped me or their siblings. Back then, I didn’t really understand it very well, but keep reading.

 

I took it upon myself tonight to research why technology affects young people the way it does. In the extreme aspect of what a dulled brain can develop into, take a look at the two shooters of the Columbine tragedy back in 1999. Shooters Eric Harris (18) and Dylan Klebold (17), were heavily involved in video and computer games, most notably the internet deathmatch game called Doom.

An article on Wikipedia states:

Both Harris and Klebold were fans of video games such as Doom and Wolfenstein 3D. Harris often created levels for Doom that were widely distributed, and can still be found on the Internet as the Harris levels. Rumors that the layout of these levels resembled that of Columbine High School circulated but appear untrue. Harris spent a great deal of time creating another large mod, named “Tier,” calling it his “life’s work.” The mod was uploaded to the Columbine school computer and to AOL shortly before the attack but appears to have been lost.

A few sentences later it adds:

Some analysts argued that part of the killers’ problem may have been desensitization due to their constant exposure to violent imagery in such video games, as well as music and movies, theorizing that their obsession with these forms of media may have led them to depersonalization. American media compared the massacre to a fantasy sequence from the 1995 film The Basketball Diaries in which protagonist Leonardo DiCaprio wears a black trench coat and shoots six classmates in his school’s hallways. Several unsuccessful lawsuits against video game manufacturers were filed as a result by parents of some of the victims. Harris and Klebold were fans of the movie Natural Born Killers and used the film’s acronym NBK as a code in their home videos and journals.

As I continued my research, I found an article on USCF Today that compared video games to a substance abuse. Another website, a blog dedicated to coaching parents shares this discovery in a post from December 17th:

Japanese researchers found that playing computer games stunted the development of the frontal lobe of the brain in teenagers, which is a crucial part of developing impulse control. The tendency to lose control is not due to children absorbing the aggression involved in the computer game itself, as previous researchers have suggested, but rather to the damage done by stunting the developing mind.

As a final thought, let me share with you something that Andrew Pudewa revealed at the 2008 LEAH Convention in Rochester, NY. He and his wife have not raised their children with television or video games. (If I recall correctly, I think he also said they don’t even own a TV.) This was for the sole purpose of expanding the kids minds and helping them to learn to the best of their abilities. Instead of parking on the couch with their favorite movie in the evenings, they read or write, or do something else productive. When I first heard this, I remember thinking, Wow! A life with no TV. That seems a little extreme. But I’ve really began to see over the past year how even watching excessive television (whether violent or not) dulls the brain. Creativity sinks deeper and deeper into a hole as no attempt is made to use the brain, until finally, the creativity disappears. It is then replaced by laziness and lack of motivation, and can in turn result in violent behavior depending on the direct influence. It might sound crazy, but it’s a proven fact of life. Try spending one week without the daily ritual of TV, computer, or video games, and see what happens.

Mandee

The Teenage Rockstar

rockstar

When I was really young, back before my homeschoolie days, I loved to hum and sing when all was quiet and I was alone. I recall singing on the playground swingset many times during lunch break in elementary school. I loved my voice so much that I once even claimed to have the beautiful singing voice of some Disney character in one of those sappy princess movies. Memories of those days make me smile and shake my head in amusement. 

As I got older, my taste in music went from Disney soundtracks to something a little more upbeat and trendy. I began to make new friends as I hit the teen years, and with the new friends came a new craze for wild music. It wasn’t anything too bizarre or out of line, but it was definitely different. The sudden change of CDs in my player was enough to make my mom wonder what on earth had possessed me. I tried like heck to pin up my favorite boy-band posters on my bedroom wall, only to have them pulled down by the wicked witch (I say that with affection) at every attempt. I get a big laugh out of it now, but believe me, I hated it then. I was 15 and definitely old enough to have band pictures on my walls. So what if they happened to be cute guys? I didn’t see the problem, but by gosh, my mom surely did. 

pout

Those years passed after numerous struggles finally resulting in a burned CD. No, I don’t mean burned as in, on the computer. I mean, burned IN THE WOODSTOVE kind of burned. Yep, folks, she did it. Threw my root of rebellion right in the fire pit. I didn’t find out until nearly six months later what had happened to my beloved CD; I thought she’d merely confiscated it and planned to give it back when I was a bit older. You can imagine the look on my face when I found out it was gone for good. Ha, yeah. I wasn’t a happy camper.

Now that I’m grown, I of course choose my own selection of music without worrying about where it might end up. I have a small mix of country, indie, and Christian, but nothing too radical. Strangely enough, the CDs I listened to during my teen years were also “Christian.” But understand, it wasn’t really who sang the music, but rather how the music made me feel. The heavy rock and seemingly mainstream lyrics were really too deep for a girl my age to comprehend and interpret into a Godly perspective. I find it interesting how teenagers blow things way out of proportion. EVERYTHING is just a huge deal. Friends, TV, music. When they don’t listen to the wise counsel give, sometimes they just have to live and learn. I thought I was going to be the next teenage rockstar in those years, a shining pop singer like Hannah Montana or Hillary Duff. Well, what do you know, I turned out to be a writer instead. Funny how things work out, eh? I may never be a “rockstar,” but I do have to get a chuckle out of my new haircut (see pic at the beginning of this post). Rockstar, anyone? :D