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Our Microwave Mentalityby Bob HostetlerIt was the early
nineties, and my wife and I were foster parents to six teenage boys in a You could say
that each was there for a different reason. One had been involved in a few
minor scrapes with the law, but was sent to us after
intentionally throwing a skateboard under a city bus, causing an accident (he
did it, he said, just to “see what would happen”). Another had
been repeatedly truant. Another couldn’t
stop experimenting with drugs. Another had been convicted
of a sexual offense. But as we got to know and love “our boys,” we
eventually learned that, in another sense, every one of them was there for
the same reason: the inability to postpone gratification. Each of them
displayed a strikingly predictable weakness: given the choice between
obtaining or enjoying something now or later, they
would always choose “now.” Even if the reward
would be substantially bigger “later.” I tested it many
times, and the result was always the same. “Brian,”
I would say, “how would you like a Hershey bar right now?” “Sure,”
he would answer. “What if I
gave you a choice? What if I said you could have one Hershey bar now, or two
Hershey bars after dinner? Which would you choose?” “I want it
now,” he would say. I tried upping
the ante, so to speak. “Shane,”
I would say, “you’ve earned an extra hour of television
privileges today.” “All
right!” he would say. “But if you
wait till next week, I’ll give you an extra hour every day.” I could see the
wheels turning. I could see he was very tempted. But
I could see it was just too much to ask. “No,”
he would say. “That’s okay. I want to watch Perfect Strangers tonight.” “But
it’ll be on next week,” I would say. He would smile
sheepishly. “That’s okay.” What was once true mainly of
children has become the rule throughout our society. We eat fast food, ride rapid transit, use instant coffee,
bank at drive-thru windows, service our cars at Jiffy Lube, make copies at
Quick Print, pick up a gallon of milk at the Quick Stop Shop, ship packages
overnight, dry clean our clothes at the One-Hour Cleaners, pay extra for
high-speed internet, pay for gas purchases with a quick wave of our SpeedPass, and speed through toll plazas with E-ZPass. But we do not simply prefer
instant gratification; we demand
it. How else can we explain our indignation when
our lunch-hour pizza isn’t served within five minutes of our arrival at the
restaurant table? How else can we explain our impatience after four minutes of waiting in line at the
bank, our inability to endure three
minutes of television commercials without reaching for the remote
control, or our rage when a website takes as much as ten seconds to upload? More serious, of
course, are the effects of our microwave mentality in more important matters.
Take, for example, the posturing of politicians (of both parties) in regard
to some of the most urgent and critical issues of our time: Gasoline Prices. It’s disheartening to
hear the rhetoric coming out of our nation’s capital these days about
the rising price of oil. Either out of ignorance or cynicism, politicians of
both parties seem interested only in the quick fix, from the
Republicans’ stupid $100 cash rebate to the Democrats’ equally
silly proposal to suspend federal gas taxes for a month or two. Sheesh!
No one can seriously believe such measures will have any constructive effect
(ah, but when did that ever matter to a politician?). In fact, inasmuch as
either solution would encourage more consumption, they would more likely make
matters even worse! What an inconvenient situation: none of the truly
constructive measures—like drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge and
easing restrictions on building new refineries and pipelines—happen to fulfill our demand for instant gratification. Immigration Reform. The recent May Day protests in defense of illegal
immigration underscores the sad result of our addiction to instant
gratification. When millions of people break a law intended for the
protection of a nation’s citizens, what’s
to be done? The quick fix, of course, is: change the
law! Make illegal immigrants legal with a stroke of a pen! Ta-da! It is much harder, of course, to do what needs
to be done, namely, secure our borders (something that should have been done
within weeks or months of September 11, anyway), stop the flow of illegal
immigrants into this country, and then—and only then—discuss what
to do from there. Anything less than that sequence of events is like turning
on the blue light at K-Mart, inviting everyone to grab what they can now,
before the light goes out. But that’s where
we are, as a nation. It scares me. It makes me worry that we may never summon
the perseverance to tackle our most pressing problems. If that is the case,
our demand for instant gratification may sow the seeds of our eventual
destruction. This article appeared
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