RoboPreacher

cash rules. consider this the hundredth draft… It has been a while since I’ve updated this Advent series, and indeed Advent is quickly coming to a close. I haven’t updated for lack of topics, rather it has been because of the trouble I have had addressing one particular topic. I’ve had trouble collecting my thoughts, writing anything coherent, putting the pieces together in a meaningful way. I’ve had trouble talking about this because it hits close to home in many ways. Most troubling, though, is the difficulty I’ve had in imagining any meaningful way forward. With each entry I have not been happy merely to discuss something that I am waiting for an end to; I have always tried to include something I am waiting on to begin as well. This post is about jobs. I am part of the generation that graduated from college near the end of the 2000’s. This is the graduating class that faces such a lack of jobs that we may comprise the next “lost generation.” Many of us worked hard...

you’ll take it because you don’t know what you want suddenly I had this uneasy feeling: “It seems like everything is changing and it is never good for the people.” My mom said that. I was talking to her while running to catch the metro. I had a final that night and I was running a little behind. I had been pretty caught up in my own little world of balancing school, work, and trying to get out to OWS stuff (and my computer quasi-crashing in the midst of it all). With some news from my mom I was suddenly ripped from all that nonsense, and I just felt… uneasy. I was feeling uneasy because my mom had just told me the company she works for had just been bought by another larger company. She wasn’t going to be laid off or anything, but the compensation was going to change. All this within two months of the same thing happening with the company my father works for, too. oh yeah, my parents aren’t hedge fund managers. My family is thoroughly blue-collar. My...