“Required” reading :-)

The NALS was distressing when I first read the report in 1993…

…and it’s no more encouraging today. (Relax. You only think you know where I’m going. 🙂

Private correspondence with Rich (The English Guy) stemming from the bibliophilic meme* led me to think on literacy in general again.

I have what some might consider an idiosyncratic view of literacy. Perhaps I should define terms before going any further. Here’s a spectrum of definitions for the word “literate” as offered by the Random house Unabridged Dictionary:

1. able to read and write.
2. having or showing knowledge of literature, writing, etc.; literary; well-read.
3. characterized by skill, lucidity, polish, or the like: His writing is literate but cold and clinical.
4. having knowledge or skill in a specified field: literate in computer usage.
5. having an education; educated

OK. When most people talk about being literate, it’s my experience that they center in only on the first definition given. Well and good. That a person be able to decode the printed page and write words themselves is no mean accomplishment when set against most of human history of the past seven thousand years or so. (Or against the 80% to 90% illiteracy—in the sense of the first meaning—of today’s Muslim societies.)

The next step, it seems to me is for the person who is able to decode/encode printed words to actually be able to understand what is encoded/decoded. And it is at that stage that the 1992 NALS begins to reveal a disturbing set of information about America society.

A simple (all-too-brief) digest of the survey can be found here, and reveals, among other things that

  • 21 to 23% – or some 40 to 44 million of the 191 million adults in the United States – demonstrated skills in the lowest level of prose, document, and quantitative literacy proficiencies (NALS literacy Level 1). For example, they were able to total an entry on a deposit slip, locate the time and place of a meeting on a form, and identify a piece of specific information in a brief news article. Others were unable to perform these types of tasks, and some had such limited skills that they were unable to respond to much of the survey.
  • 25 to 28% of NALS respondents, representing about 50 million adults nationwide, demonstrated skills in proficiency Level 2 on each of the literacy scales. For example, adults in this level were able to calculate the cost of a purchase or determine the difference between two items. They could also locate a particular intersection on a street map and enter background information on a simple form.
  • Nearly one-third of NALS respondents, or about 61 million adults nationwide, demonstrated performance in Level 3 on each of the literacy scales. Respondents performing in this level were able to integrate information from relatively long or dense text or from documents, to determine appropriate arithmetic operation based on information contained in the directive, and to identify the quantities needed to perform the operation.
  • 18 to 21% of NALS respondents, or 34 to 40 million adults, performed in the two highest levels of prose, document, and quantitative literacy (Levels 4 and 5). These adults demonstrated proficiencies associated with the most challenging tasks in this assessment, many of which involved long and complex documents and text passages.

Now, that’s disturbing. Nearly a quarter of the survey sample of adult Americansdunction at a level of “literacy” so low as to make the word “literacy” apply turns the word into a contranym. What makes this brief precis even more disturbing is that the “Nearly one-third of NALS respondents, or about 61 million adults nationwide [who] demonstrated performance in Level 3 on each of the literacy scales” were actually offered word problems in maths, etc., that would have been child’s play for a third grader during my elementary school years. Simple addition and subtraction. Simple multiplication and division (what? You didn’t learn your multiplication tables in third grade? Blame a teacher… or an administrator.. ). Simple stuff. Early gradeschool stuff.

And that qualified as being “able to integrate information from relatively long or dense text or from documents, to determine appropriate arithmetic operation based on information contained in the directive, and to identify the quantities needed to perform the operation.” “…relatively long and dense” compared to what?!?!?

Oh, there’s more. Much more. And it’s almost all bad news.

And the terrible thing is, the survey does not even consider the kind of literacy that’s important to the survival of America as, well, America.

Let me back up a step and give an illustration of the kind of literacy I mean. My paternal grandfather is my model of what E.D. Hirsch has called cultural literacy. He grew up on a ranch in west Texas that his parents had established as emigrants from Virginia in the 1880s. His primary and secondary schooling amounted to part-time schooling in a one-room schoolhouse mostly six months out of the year. He was the first of his family of 9 brothers and three (?) sisters to attend college. He could quote from memory whole plays, epic poems, etc. His knowledge of the Bible, Shakespeare, the historyof Western Civilization, etc., was almost encyclopedic.

He could rope a steer, shoot a deer, drive a straight nail, saw a clean kerf, sharpen his own tools, and hold his own in intelligent converation on any subject.

It was just the way he was raised.

By the standard my paternal gransfather set, I am subliterate.

And so, most likely, are you.

We are in a boat that’s leaking and I fear we lack the tools to bail it out quickly enough to keep it afloat. Or rather, I fear we lack enough people who have the tools to both bail it out and make repairs so that it can stay afloat.

That boat is the civilization that gave us its highest achievement in the American State Papers—the Declaration of Independence, the Articles of Confederacy and the Constitution. The tools are the cultural literacy that is necessary to appreciate and understand and protect and preserve the liberties those documents were written to proclaim and preserve.

When we have a man as smart as Antonin Scalia who is unable or unwilling (along with five others on the SCOTUS) to protect and defend the Constitution against corruption (utter vitiation, actually) of the 10th Amendment (ref: the “marijuana” decision so much in the buzz of late), then we may well have reached a tipping point where understanding of whence we came is so weak in the face of the growing assault on our essential liberties that we may be unable to prevent the ultimate demise of the United States along the lines of the demise of the Roman republic.

We need an army of Americans who will read. Read history; read literature until that army of readers understands the liberties that are ours by right and what the assaults upon them truly are. Then they will be able to write and speak and stand for those much maligned and neglected words from a passé world:

Truth

Justice

and

The American Way

No, we don’t need some yahoo in a blue suit and a red cape. We need real soldiers for the truth to stand against the Army of Darkness found in the unholy alliances of the Mass Media Podpeople’s Army, the Loony Left Moonbat brigade and all members of the Federal, State and local governments—legislative, executive and judiciary—who seek power for the collective over rights and powers residing in the People.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Addendum: peripherally related—some good sense about ability to function, as opposed to LLMB doctrine:

http://www.udel.edu/educ/gottfredson/intel/index.html

h/t Jerry Pournelle’s Chaos Manor in Perspective


*”meme”—I’d like to see something else used for this word in such lil tag exercises. As Inigo said to Vizzini,
“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”

Fun with words

Some people just don’t know when to quit… (uhm, that’d be me, I guess 🙂

Ya heard about the kid who didn’t want to do his upcoming geography report on Australia? When his mom plopped a book on Australia down in front of him and threatened she’d read the thing to him if he didn’t get started on his report, he said,
“Aw, Mom, what’d you bring that book I don’t want to be read to out of about Down Under up for?”
This drive-by posting has been brought to you with the aid of the helpful folks at Fun With Words.

Food Bard

The Songstress hosts this week’s Carnival of the Recipes

Yeh, I’m late getting a link up. *sigh* Couldn’t read the darn thing! Must be the Microsoft-friendly “collapsable outlines” thing.

Oh. well. It reads as an RSS feed just fine. Fine by me. Just the text, ma’am.

Great recipes, though and a great job plugging other folks’ blogs for content other than just this week’s recipes. Good on the Songstress! Too many recipes to mention, but I have to mention one. Really (well, besides my own absolutely fantastic Chicken Santa Fe. heh. Indeed–are you listening, Puppy Blender? Flattery! Flattery! Gee, you’d think the guy’d pay attention or something… 🙂

Oh, that’s right, THE recipe to mention:

Pineapple Spotted Dick with Toffee Sauce, over at Morning Coffee & Afternoon Tea. You really have to check that one out! No, I mean you have to. Really. Report back in comments for 10 points of your final grade in this course.

heh.

Indeed.

[Note: “heh” and “indeed” have been appropriated by The Puppy Blender as “signature expressions” even though I have been using them since before he was outa diapers [ed.—that was, of course, before The Puppy Blender was making the world unsafe for puppies]. Yielding to the tide, I am simply using them as often as possible, now, in hopes that The Puppy Blender will mistake such use for “the sincerest form of flattery” and commit the biggest boo-boo of his Bogospheric Career… give a nod to the gnat buzzing in his ear. heh. Indeed. ]

But did I read what it said? Noooooo, not I!

Donna’s Cell Phone question is number 5. Come on, folks! You can do better than that!

(h/t R’Cat @ Cathouse Chat)
Yeh, this is a “lazy man’s solution to a Saturday posting: re-post something from late, late last night…
But ya see, here’s the thing… I didn’t really read Donna’s post Over at Pajama Pundits. She didn’t ask “Where is my cell phone?” hoping that somehow her search for her cell phone will pull a number one Google ranking. No, she asked “Where is my cell phone?” hoping that somehow her search for her cell phone will pull a showing on the first page of a google search for “Where is my cell phone?
So, OK, she’s now number 5 for the question, “Where is my cell phone?
We can do better than that. Let’s give her the number one ranking for “Where is my cell phone?” so I don’t have to feel like such an idiot for having skimmed her post too quickly to have gotten it right in one, and y’all can think I’m just brilliant.
Yeh, yeh, I know it’s waaaayyyy too late for that one (and besides, I’m washing all this dirty laundry in public where y’all can smirk at the funny stains…)
*sigh*
I love being an idiot.
But at least maybe we can get her raised to a number one Google ranking for her question “Where is my cell phone?
Let’s see… I can post on three other blogs. Hmmm… maybe an email campaign to bloggers as well? Anyone have a good list? Instalaunche for “Where is my cell phone?” anyone?
Is The Puppy Blender even listening? Does he really care? Oh! The Humanity of it All!

Over at Pajama Pundits, Donna asks the question, “Where is my cell phone?” hoping that somehow her search for her cell phone will pull a number one Google ranking and she’ll finally be able to use Google to search for the thing every time she misplaces it.
I wonder if I can do that to get “Were are my keys?” to a number one Google ranking for my never-ending search for my keys which I swear I just put down right here! No, really!
Soooo… anyway, maybe we can all chip in and give Donna a hand keeping track of her cell phone, eh?
🙂

Where is my cell phone?

No, not my cell phone, Donna’s cell phone…

(h/t R’Cat @ Cathouse Chat)
Over at Pajama Pundits, Donna asks the question, “Where is my cell phone?” hoping that somehow her search for her cell phone will pull a number one Google ranking and she’ll finally be able to use Google to search for the thing every time she misplaces it.
I wonder if I can do that to get “Were are my keys?” to a number one Google ranking for my never-ending search for my keys which I swear I just put down right here! No, really!
Soooo… anyway, maybe we can all chip in and give Donna a hand keeping track of her cell phone, eh?
🙂