“Do what you love” disguises the fact that being able to choose a career primarily for personal reward is a privilege, a sign of socioeconomic class. Even if a self-employed graphic designer had parents who could pay for art school and co-sign a lease for a slick Brooklyn apartment, she can bestow DWYL as career advice upon those covetous of her success.
If we believe that working as a Silicon Valley entrepreneur or a museum publicist or a think-tank acolyte is essential to being true to ourselves, what do we believe about the inner lives and hopes of those who clean hotel rooms and stock shelves at big-box stores? The answer is: nothing.
Do what you love, love what you do: An omnipresent mantra that’s bad for work and workers. (via bakcwadrs)
Yeah, my inner life today is no richer than it was when I worked at Steak ‘n Shake.
I don’t think we should measure the value of a person’s professional life by whether they have esteemed or lucrative work. The best formulation of professional value I’ve come across is from Tim O’Reilly: “Do things that need doing.”
Stocking shelves? Needs doing. Serving food? Needs doing. Collecting garbage? Needs doing. Editing wikipedia pages? Needs doing. Figuring out how to maximize fees on checking accounts? Doesn’t need doing. Engaging trolls on the Internet? Doesn’t need doing. Volunteering at animal shelters? Needs doing.
Ultimately, for me at least, the measure of work’s value is not expressed best by money or love. The question is whether something that needs to be done is getting done.
Listening to a talented singer busking at Port Vell, Barcelona on a sunny afternoon. Wish I recorded the full song- he was excellent
"Their moniker is, you know, a place to buy handmade. It doesn’t say a place to buy factory-made."
Etsy just changed its policies so now sellers can use outside manufacturers to help make their goods. The news isn’t sitting well with some long-time users of the site. (via npr)
jameschunk asked: Hey npr, I miss you. I'm in London
Hey James. I’m in Washington DC. I can’t say I miss you because I’m a person and I don’t know you. But I’m sure if I knew you, I’d miss you too.
Anyways, you can still listen online, through a podcast, or through our mobile apps.
James, I kinda feel the same way - about the Planet Money team. They don’t know ME, but I miss them while they’re compiling their ‘Story of Our T-Shirt’ bonanza.