Existential Work Search

I’ve been searching for a full-time teaching position for a year now. I have sent out over a hundred applications and completed a dozen interviews. I have subscribed to several job hunting programs and get job alerts like this:

German and Patient Care Director are further down the page. WTF. I teach film, literature and philosophy. And these are my options?

I’m thinking it might be time to move on to something else. My latest idea is to go back on the road with The Dead and sell t-shirts. My best idea as of now: a silhouette of Phil Lesh with his trademark red, white and blue wrist bands, with a Wall of Sound background. The text: Turn Up the Bass, Phil.

Any takers?

The Fallacy of New Year’s Day

Many songs are written about it – U2 and Rage Against the Machine come to mind – but there is nothing to it in the end. New Year’s Day is a falsehood. Nothing will change today.

Yes, Trump is to be removed and the pandemic calmed. But what then?

What about the problems with Biden, racial inequality and the next virus? What then?

We can certainly dream and pretend that something better awaits. We’re good at doing that.

But really, what then?