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On the bus this morning, I had the misfortune to sit in front of a pair of young women whose conversation carried throughout the back of the public vehicle, and resonated painfully enough that it blocked out my own reading of my book.

In between declaimed professions of how much they wanted to leave high school—excuse me, I should more accurately quote ‘fucken’ school’—and predictions of how much better their lives would be if they got jobs instead of finishing the Year 10 school certificate, I heard the following question put:

Why would you bother studying history? You know, if it’s history, it’s fucken’ over already, who cares?

My immediate response (silently given) was that everybody else who studies high school history isn’t an ignorant bogan with backbreaking chips on their shoulders. Then I had a bit more of a think about the question.

It’s a basic teleological problem historians have to face. Dealing with the past is no longer a purely scientific endeavour and most historians have jettisonned the idea that history is as much a science as any other. Ideas and theories about the past are untestable, even by present repetition, as in human society there are an infinite number of uncontrollable elements. So what indeed is the point to it? How is it possibly appropriate to present human society, or more importantly, cynical fifteen-year old girls on the bus?

The past is gone, starting now. There’s no way to go back there and objectively have a look.

Suffice it to say that history is a strict academic discipline with scientific features. You’re not allowed to generalise from specifics, for instance, or make conclusions without citing evidence available to other readers. Which is all very well, and ensures that history can’t be hijacked by cranks and denialists, but it doesn’t make it any more attractive to people looking for a present-day application. It’s all very well to direct the random bogans of your public transport acquaintance to EH Carr or some other worthy historiographer, but how can you relate it to getting a job or finding meaning in life?

The problem for history and history syllabuses is making very sure that students and readers can relate the events and happenings of the past to their own lives and identities—knowing full well that they’re almost certainly more interested in the trappings of consumerism, and earning enough in the evenings to be able to afford more beer and whiskey on the weekend. It’s a problem of storytelling more than anything. If the past is inherently past, and uncontactable by us in the present, there’s got to be some way to make the study of it relate better to rightly cynically materialist young people.

Apart from one or two sensible peers, to administer to the two young women with whom I shared the bus the smacks in the back of the head they so richly deserve, the young people need a bit of interest in their study of history—a sense that the stories that they’re learning about aren’t over, and that they’ve inherited a world with a critically important past.

I feel for the youth of today, and demand on their behalf a more interesting high school history programme!