Really believe in the quote from Heinlein, "You can lead a child to knowledge but you can't make him think!"
I'm told that Dorothy Parker was once asked to use "horticulture" in a sentence. She promptly replied, "You can lead a horticulture, but you can't make her think."
Wendall laments that the twenty-somethings don't want to get their hands dirty.
That's why, for nearly 50 of my 63 years (i.e., ever since I registered for my freshman year of high school), I have strongly believed that Industrial Arts should not only be offered at all levels of education, from high school through Bachelor's degree, but should be part of the General Education requirement. Just one semester in the Industrial Arts department will (1) nip, in the bud, any developing contempt for those who make their living working with their hands, and (2) build consumer awareness, teaching people the difference between quality products and junk.
A similar thing occurs with non-food items too. It seems the varieties of items I like only come in giant packs.
On my Spring vacation this year, my Sacramento stay was my first time in a Hostel. They provided bath towels, but no washrags. And when I asked about it, all I got was a smug "We're a Hostel, not a hotel." And so I made a rather time-consuming trip to the nearest Target -- a less-than-full-size location -- only to find that they
only had washrags in 18-packs(!)
Last night gave me renewed acquaintance with an annual annoyance: live TV coverage of the NBA Draft. For pity's sake, watching paint dry would be more interesting than watching NBA teams pick new players! Maybe we need a new TV show, that involves betting on when a freshly-painted wall will be dry-to-the-touch.
Oh, and the last time I had "Millie," my 2018 Nissan Leaf, in the shop for something that didn't need more than a couple of hours, I walked to the nearest Denny's (a mile and a half away) for lunch.
("Millie" because she's "thoroughly modern.")