There's a hardcore rock band that calls itself 'Sleeping Sirens.'
Heard them once and am only now recovering from a trip to hell. And yet
they sing a song with a powerful question: 'Who Are You Now?'
If
you've never asked yourself that question, you should. Only be prepared
for different answers. Like the Hope Diamond is always the same jewel,
it will always be understood differently when seen from different angles
to the light.
You too have been very different You's. As
a child...a student...a lover...a parent...a worker. In the football
stadium...at a party...in a speeding car....lying in a hospital
bed...standing in line at a wake. Each You is the authentic You, yet
existentially living a different facet of your Youdom.
The
dawning of this fact is sometimes known as the Sophomore Syndrome. About
that time when your college sociology and psychology professors
challenge you to excavate the real You after all these pubescent years
of simply getting up every morning and being the you you were yesterday
morning.
It's what men song-writers love to write about singing
the mysteries of figuring out a woman. Although any woman will tell you
she finds the same maddening multiplicities to the men in her life.
Last
year more than 732,000 foreign students were enrolled in U.S.
universities, a 32% jump since 2000. The number of Saudi Arabian
students alone spiked from 1000 to 66,000. One wonders how many
professors will be challenging them to grapple with this cosmic
question. Just last night I spent a few hours in a wondrous little
private college in the heart of Chicago's suburbs where I watched
students in classes, in book stalls, on the Quad, and yes binging. Time
Magazine reports 1700 fatalities from college binge drinking last year.
Could
it be this gnawing dawning new question in their young lives has
something to do with this? The research shows it is "status" more than
"insight" that is involved in binging. I suppose. But then this is a
perplexing question, once raised hard to ignore. I know, because I'm
still working at it,
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