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My Speech to the Graduates

 

by Tim Baehr

 

 

     
 

The following is inspired by a graduation I recently attended (though the speech below is only in my imagination).


First of all, my congratulations to all of you, and your parents, for enduring the past four years of higher education. I'm sure you all will have many memories of this time as you live out your lives - some fond memories, and some difficult ones. Many of you will have a monthly reminder of this time as you make payments on your considerable college loans.

I've heard many addresses of this kind, and they seem to be targeted at the achievers who will use this experience as a launching pad into a life of further accomplishment in business or the professions, perhaps with a brilliant few years in graduate school along the way. Or they're targeted at the students who did OK academically but who have family connections that will smooth the way to material success. And the usual advice from guys like me is to stop and smell the roses, do community service, and all that. Consider the advice given, even if you have no intention of following it. You achievers and well-connected grads can all tune out now. Just wake up in time for a little polite applause when I finally run out of things to say.

Most addresses of this kind also seem to leave the majority of us feeling a little bit intimidated and inadequate. We don't have connections. We haven't made such an academic splash that the waves and ripples will carry us so far into personal success that we need to be reminded to stop and smell the roses. We got good but not excellent grades. We hung out with friends. We indulged in too many extracurricular substances. We partied hard.

The prospect of having to make our way in the world or succeed in grad school scares the crap out of us. The world seems so very important and huge, and we're so small.

Here are what I hope will be some encouraging words.

First, it's unrealistic to think that everyone has to have a peak experience in just the four years from your late teens to early adulthood. Your peak experiences are ahead of you. Some of your high-achieving classmates - the ones dozing through this speech - may go on to even better things. But some of them have already peaked. Their life from here to retirement or death is one long, slow, downhill slide. The nostalgia of their middle years will morph into disillusionment and bitterness. You, on the other hand, have a lot to look forward to.

Second, the funk you're in now, perhaps enhanced by a haze of booze and weed, will lift for most of you. Work in the so-called real world, and even graduate school work, is typically far more focused and engaging than your past four years of wandering and wondering. If you manage to choose well (actually, if you manage to get any sort of focused work), the haze will lift and you'll feel like you're shot from guns. The chemical enhancements, legal and illegal, should lose much of their allure simply because you've discovered something better to do with your time. Do beware, however, that the sellers of the legal stuff have huge advertising budgets. You may have been caught up in the novelty of booze at one time; don't get caught up in the hype.

Third, you are sitting before me all regimented and dressed identically probably for the first and last time in your life. Look around you. Bunch of conformists, all dressed up in funny hats and robes. But if you were not among the elite few on this campus, it's probably because you didn't conform to many of the rules. Oh, yeah, we do often choose to follow some rules to keep ourselves healthy and to keep from hurting other people. But you have a head start in shunning the orthodoxy of many of the soul-killing "shoulds" in your lives. This may not have been by conscious choice - you may have just had an intuitive feeling that mindless conformity to convention was bad for your health. The challenge ahead of you is to make your choices more aware and intentional.

Fourth - we're almost done now - think about who gets to define what success is. If you believe our mass culture, success is dying with the most toys. Or retiring at 45. Or getting to run the show as CEO. Or becoming a multimillionaire. Or owning two or three homes. Or driving a car that costs as much as your parents paid for their house. Or winning the Nobel or Pulitzer prize. With these definitions of success, the vast majority of us are abject failures. A more modest definition might go like this: Living my life in such a way that future generations will benefit. This is not as easy as it might seem, but it is at least achievable by us ordinary folks, even if we don't discover the cure for cancer or bring about world peace. How do you go about it? I would modestly propose the following:
Be kind. Raise your children, if you have any, to be kind and thoughtful, independent-thinking beings. Those are peak experiences that can last a lifetime and beyond.

That's it. If you're sitting next to someone who has dozed off, give that person a nudge and say that it's time to applaud.

Thank you.

 
     
 

 

     
 

Tim Baehr is the editor of Menletter: A Journal for Men.

 
     

 

     
   
     

 

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