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Crime: Innate or a Failure of Our Education System?

Why does crime occur? Why are people driven to break the law? Why do entire segments of the human population feel the need to step on other humans in order to ‘get theirs’? Is the education system failing us?

“When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.”

-Nelson Mandela

The only reasonable answer I can come up with is that people feel compelled to operate outside the boundaries of the law because they feel that the law has been made to create inequalities that don’t allow them a fair shot.

While it might be easy for the uber-privileged to eschew this argument as an uneducated class of people feeling sorry for themselves, crime is an alarming trend. And when a significant mass of the population feels this way, it seems unlikely that millions of people should be simply written off as “uneducated” or “delusional”.

In some cases, the people resorting to crime in an effort to “get ahead” might fall into the category of being uneducated, but, again, what is the reason for this, especially in a country so economically and technologically privileged as our own?

I find it hard to accept the argument that resources are not enough to provide quality education for every young person in this country. Our resources are plenty. We simply decide to use them for other purposes while our education continues to spin wildly down the toilet.

Many of our nation’s problems stem from a need for total education reform. Crime rates are no different. They seem to be directly related to economic and social status and the fact that vast percentages of our population feel as if they haven’t been given a fair chance.

America was founded on the simple principle that every man, and woman, has the right to “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” But true liberty is not available on an equal basis in this country. Your right to life only goes so far as you’re willing to stay within the bounds of laws that sometimes feel unfair, unnecessary, and, often, downright discriminatory.

The pursuit of happiness is only possible if one is given the tools, the means, and the freedom to pursue whatever it is that makes the individual happy. I have a tough time believing that individuals forced to resort to crime do so because robbing, stealing, cheating, and killing makes them happy. They do so because they are driven by need, and in this country, that need is monetary.

The reality, for many people that choose to lead a life of crime, is that it pays better than your average 9-5 gig. It’s difficult to make ends meet, support a family, and achieve financial security when working within the boundaries we’ve been given. Crime pays. It can be lucrative. And until that is no longer the case, it will continue to be an outlet for the disrespected and underprivileged populations of the world.

“There’s no way to rule innocent men. The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals. Well, when there aren’t enough criminals, one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws.” -Ayn Rand

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There Once Was a Boy…

There once was a boy who lost confidence in himself. He allowed others to dictate his course in life, and as a result, he rarely found himself completely happy or satisfied with his position. He constantly desired more, and always felt like he didn’t have enough time to get what he wanted. He struggled to prioritize that which he desired. He chipped away at his goals inconsistently. 

He made a little progress here, made small advancement there, but it was always a long while before he could accomplish anything substantial. And forever he was at risk of setbacks that wiped out even the slightest bit of progress he’d been able to make.

He wanted to break away. He imagined leaving it all behind and starting over in a fresh place with fresh faces. No attachments. No subconscious desires to keep those he loved happy. He wanted those he loved to look upon him favorably. But the actions he wanted to take didn’t always correspond favorably with that desire.

He felt out of sync with the universe. He went walking through life just as the proverbial bull would tear through a china shop. He couldn’t escape messes. He was using so much time to clean up those messes that he rarely had time to build anything useful or substantial. He felt irresponsible. He knew he must stop making messes if he wished to build. But he felt constricted, confined, and imprisoned in his own home. An inmate of his own mind.

If only he could escape those constraints, change those deep-seated beliefs, and realize his full potential. He knew he could do it. Capability was not the big question. Commitment, dedication, and perseverance. Those were the qualities he felt he lacked. “I’m better than this,” he said to himself often, “I should be able to exercise full control over my time.”

But then his ride showed up. And he was off to serve someone else’s purpose, to contribute to the realization of their vision, rather than his own.