sigh
compare and contrast.
one thing this election season has done, at least, is finally knock out of my stupid head any desire i might have ever had to enter politics. or the media. or the field of social justice. because there's just no fucking point. can't be made better. not going to try. i'll find something else to do with my time.
posted by anne @ 5:24 PM
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Well, there's certainly little point if you're in it for doing good or making other people happy. As something to do with your time, as a means for furthering your own education and knowledge, I hope it can still work out.
It is amusing to me, though understandable, that something as small and foolish as these covers would push you over the edge. I know the feeling myself, but it's always funny to see how little particular externalities can have huge effects within individual souls. (And, yes, I see the huge symbolic import of those covers, but remember, it's TNR; you can't expect anything better these days.)
To be absolutely clear (as I'm a newcomer from a troublesome border nation): they're foolish, you're not.
it is TNR, that's true enough. why they're still used as shorthand for Sensible Liberals, i don't know. (well, i do know, but thinking along those lines just feeds the frustration.)
i've been hanging out on the edge for quite some time now, so it didn't take much. i think the articles made me realise i'd already taken that leap, rather than actually pushing me to do it.
it's frustrating because i do want to do those things, specifically for the purpose of improving the world. i want it very much. wanting to change things seems to be the very thing that blocks me from doing it. i need to find a career that will give me the satisfaction of saving the world, even in a small way. unfortunately, my attempts to do that in the fields which i find most engrossing would probably just result in misery, bitterness, and an eventual stroke. so i need to find something else.
i'm trying to think of other pursuits. maybe medicine.
I like onions. The problem is obvious: they need cooking. And I can cook them. But you've pretty much summed up why I don't think I want a masters in public policy. I work with some people who have known healthcare in stupidly bungled for 30 years, but haven't been able to do anything about it. There's nothing even remotely appealing by being a reluctant accomplice to the innanity of our politics.
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