Hear hear, Ed!
Mechanics. We're a dying breed. Works for me though, because it means I will NEVER sit idle wondering where money is going to come from.
Seems the Department of Education doesn't want people to be able to "do" for themselves. If they allowed shop class, that means kids might learn to be self-sufficient!
Oh the humanity!
Glenn Beck just had Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs on his show a couple weeks back. Mike has an organization that supports HANDS-ON jobs. He's well versed in the fact that we've been pushing kids to college rather than to trades. He made a point to note he's not anti- college -- just that not everyone is cut out for it. What a Patriot - he gets it 100%. Here's his site - pay attention to that poster there that his guidance counselor showed him when he was in high school: http://profoundlydisconnected.com/
Everyone I know that went to college is no better off than I am. When I was driving truck, I was pulling in more per year. I hated school so much that the thought of another 4 years made me physically ill at 17 when I graduated H/S.
I took 8 years off to party like a rock star ... every day ... nearly 24/7. Found myself looking around at what everyone else had, and started feeling sorry for myself & resentful toward those who had "stuff" (just what the left wants!). Hit a real low point. Had a g/f that I couldn't trust, bills I couldn't pay, and nobody (so I thought) that gave a *censored*. You can only sit in *censored* for so long before you figure a way out - just human nature. I had no place to go but up. I GTFO of dodge, spent a couple years in Phoenix, AZ and got my brain straightened out. Haven't talked to that whore since. Ran out of cash in CA, and that forced me to come back to MA. My best buddy was 26 years old and dying of cancer - his last wish was that his brother set me up with my now wife. What a guy!! His mom owns the salon that my wife works at - he'd been trying to set me up with her since I was 17! I wasn't interested then - too stupid I guess. We've been together ever since, and my life FINALLY got on a normal track. Been together 12 years now, married for 10 next summer.
My whole family worked with their hands - at least the males anyway. My grandfather was one of a few remaining people left in the late 80's early 90's that could work on Model T Fords. He got through life doing anything and everything, from hunting/trapping and selling pelts, to oil burner repair, to auto mechanics, to a machine shop. Built his own house by hand, after the guy at the bank turned his nose up at him. I love the story of that same banker who happened by my grandpa's house as it was nearly completed. The banker pulled over and approached my grandfather .."It appears we've made a mistake! That loan is available anytime you want it Mr. Smith." My grandpa told him where he could stick that loan ....
I picked up mechanics as a necessity. If I broke my bicycle, my dad would pay to have it fixed ONCE. After that, it was either fix it myself, or feel dad's wrath. I fixed alot of stuff he never knew about. I taught me to respect & cherish what I have. Used to ride to the local dump to scrounge for parts. Always found something. The EPA fixed the "free" parts thing for us though in the late 80's ... was fun while it lasted ...
Same with cars. Cost so much to get a vehicle on the road in MA, I had no choice but to do all my own maintenance & repairs. Kept me focused on the road too ... because I couldn't do body work (didn't have the tools, nor the money to buy them), I never had an accident with that first truck I bought.
I was different from all my buddies even back then. Most of them had fairly well-off parents that had no problem co-signing loans for expensive toys. Nobody could be bothered to fix their own cars. "I ain't got time for that *censored*" is what I used to hear (and still do). Well, I ain't got the CASH for that *censored* either! So it was fix it myself ... or walk to work.
And the rest is history ...