Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun
Well, I’m not really. But, that was the original title of the interview and conversational piece I wrote with Phila Lawyer. And, it’s the title of a Beastie Boys’ song from Paul’s Boutique, which we were both partial to. The actual title of the interview, “What It’s Like Graduating into One of the Nastiest Job Markets in History (And Why It Might be an Opportunity in Disguise)” was arguably more appropriate.
Developing my answers to the interview was a huge deep breath outward after four years of university education, exhaling all of the bullshit I was lectured while leaving everything I truly believed on table. The goal of the piece was simply to open eyes, pry assumptions, and shed light on how opportunistic a down economy can be for anyone, not just a recent college graduate. It was a brain dump of the thoughts, some purposely radical, that I’ve been acquiring, sharing and building while I’ve been writing and working on myself for the past year.
One thing I wanted to avoid in the interview was preaching that social media, a phrase I’m frankly sick of, is the answer to all of our economic and unemployment problems. It’s the easiest and lamest argument for someone my age to make, out of trite familiarity, to scream that Twitter or Facebook will save the world. They are important tools, no doubt, for certain occasions. And, I attempted to mention their recent political influence in regards to Iran and democratization without being the focus of the piece. The tools will never replace real human logic, instinct and personality. Treat them as communication outlets, and they are helpful. When you see your career relying on repetitious Facebook and Twitter account creating for clueless executives, you’re fucked.
If you’re interested in continuing the conversation about the general economic environment in regards to employment in helpful and insightful outlets, the interview was picked up by the Rudius Media Message Board and Hacker News.
Life comes in phases take the good with the bad.
You bought those coins on the street and you got had.
It’s all high spirit you know you gotta hear it.
Don’t touch the mic baby don’t come near it.
- Beastie Boys, Looking Down The Barrel of a Gun
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