Sunday, July 17, 2011

Specialization.

When I was a wee sproglet, I very much wanted to be a jack of all trades, to be able to know how to do everything. Or at least all of the cool stuff. Mother always responded with the full phrase of course - jack of all trades, master of none. So I changed my mind, jack of most trades, master of some. Doesn't roll of the tongue quite as well though, so I'm thinking master orator is out, will have to go for a jack there I think.

Then last week, I came across a couple of pieces of writing on Kiwipolitico, not a blog I normally read, thanks to some commentary on the rants of Ansell and Brash in the midst of their ACT implosion.  The second piece I read, Normalising diversity, was talking about Maori language week. T'wasn't talking about anyone specifically complaining about Maori language week, it was a brief history of Maori language coming to the fore (very brief) and holding a diversity of language as a good thing, part of a diverse skill set that humans can use for the various challenges we face. It finished with a quote from Heinlein that I was rather taken with :
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem,pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.
Given my sproglet desire to master all the cool stuff, I'm presuming you'll all figure out why I like it.



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