Post #314,785
9/29/09 3:57:41 PM
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And here's what I'm up against
6 unemployed people for every job opening:
ÂJob seekers now outnumber openings six to one, the worst ratio since the government began tracking open positions in 2000. According to the Labor DepartmentÂs latest numbers, from July, only 2.4 million full-time permanent jobs were open, with 14.5 million people officially unemployed.
And even though the pace of layoffs is slowing, many companies remain anxious about growth prospects in the months ahead, making them reluctant to add to their payrolls.
The dearth of jobs reflects the caution of many American businesses when no one knows what will emerge to propel the economy. With unemployment at 9.7 percent nationwide, the shortage of paychecks is both a cause and an effect of weak hiring.Â
source: http://www.nytimes.c.../27jobs.html?_r=1
"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from."
-- E.L. Doctorow
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Post #314,786
9/29/09 4:17:32 PM
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Condolences, on many scales ...
Damn.. it's an epidemic all right.
While everyone here, grokking to fullness the many similar tales over the years:
fully realizes that MBAs have neither Class (nor the capacity, any longer to feel..) shame, each new incident always comes like a slap-in-face, to one's sensibilities.
Bizness Itself has devolved to something much worse than Winner-Take-All; the corollary now appears standard: the Loser must be humiliated, herded into a paneled-cage and escorted-Out, lest the slightest ripple of sub-rosa Discontent interfere with the daily dose of Soma in the water-cooler, by which the inmates are kept reasonably docile.
While awaiting similar Escort Services processing, after the next coin-flip turns into a blackball.
I would hope that you can apply obv. analytical talents next, towards one of the (uncountable) New Fields which this depression shall necessarily spawn as it approaches Official Full-race Depression magnitude (~~when, worldwide, people notice that Muricans no longer Know How to 'make' anything but specious unparseable paperwork?
They spin-not, neither do they sew (except in sewing-up the Art of the spurious Deal.)
IT appears to be the perfect whipping boy, alas -- the Suits can't even balance their checkbooks, need calculators to do anything beyond simple arithmetic, thus have no idea how onerous to complete -- are their grandiose coding 'plans'. (I gather this is often the case; it's been reported in so many metaphorical ways all-along.)
May this unplanned nastiness catalyze a few Hmmms, an escape from the hamster wheel of Boolean expectations (I know that I am, in retrospect exceeding-grateful that for me/then: The Fortran Course managed silently to kill-off any remaining youthful exuberance about such prestidigitations.) Always there was physics, and no MBA-Suit can fuck with That, even in PowerPunt. ymmv.
Simply, there just Has To Be a renaissance for those with the imagination to do the creative stuff which formerly characterized Americans, before they surrendered to the thrall of MBAs (those who looked at the Hard=Real courses in the catalog and picked, unerringly the fluff-filled specious fantasy of bizness-Econ and its perpetually failed Formulas-for-Excess.)
We, collectively either begin to use that once-brainpower, For Real ... or ... (pick your favorite doom: whimper or Bang.)
Luck in transition,
Ashton
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Post #314,789
9/29/09 4:59:45 PM
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Really?
Always there was physics, and no MBA-Suit can fuck with That, even in PowerPunt. ymmv.
Tell that to the Challenger crew. http://www.edwardtuf...msg?msg_id=0001yB--
Drew
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Post #314,813
9/30/09 4:46:58 AM
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Yes, that *was* the perfect(-ly awful) exception
Usually only a Repo would debate F=MA, right after evolution; apparently NASA was infiltrated with a few failed-MBAs from that free-marketing thing.
Dick Feynman + a glass of (ice-water and O-ring) cut through the bafflegab about launch temps in about 15 seconds. Wonder if that clip is on YouTube.
And yes too, PowerPunt (burying the ISSUE about 7 levels down) worked again.. as only a Redmond product can 'work'.
Is 'synergy' really the right word ... when two Awfuls compound into a Horror?
Next week the USSC shall discuss, Is Murica Ready for Self-government?
... right after they dispose of a case involving some sort of plywood memorial cross, stuck out in the desert on US property.
(Are they planning to neutralize the little grey cells of the new Justice via terminal boredom through trivia?)
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Post #314,814
9/30/09 7:02:45 AM
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the rican from newyork finds law boring?
if so why did she take the yob?
Anglos dancing upon the head of a pin may be boring for a lot of folks but it is strong meat and drink for people like our new Justice, she will be fine.
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Post #314,971
10/2/09 6:23:11 AM
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re the video - check that memory stick I sent, perhaps?
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Post #314,825
9/30/09 12:14:05 PM
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Cast yer net wide
Says the massage therapist who got tired of looking for technical writing work.
There is work out there for you, work that will bring you joy and income. You will have to look beyond where you are used to looking.
This is the time for dreams, for big changes. When you are employed or have good prospects to continue what you have been doing, you have to be responsible and that means keep going pretty much in the same direction. But now, you are out there. In the dessert, you can't remember your name.* The hardness of these times means that the responsible thing now is to spread out, to dream, to really search for your joy.
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* Does that make any sense at all to the rest of you? It suddenly means something to me, and it never did before.
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Post #314,826
9/30/09 12:17:57 PM
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Wow, Mike's a hippie now
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Drew
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Post #314,827
9/30/09 12:22:38 PM
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La laa la lalalala lalala la la... :-)
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Post #314,893
10/1/09 6:29:29 AM
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Uncle Knobby's Steam Boat?
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Post #314,895
10/1/09 6:36:38 AM
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Don't know that one.
I thought it was a clear allusion to "A Horse with No Name" - http://www.lyricsfre...ame_20007105.html
Cheers,
Scott.
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Post #314,927
10/1/09 2:24:58 PM
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Yep, horse with no name
It never made sense to me before. Now it does, but I suspect the sense it makes has nothing to do with what it was originally.
My sense of it is that the dessert is, well, the current job market is an example. And you can't remember your name, because you need to pay attention to who you really are and forget who you think you are, who other people think you are.
Yeah, maybe I am a hippie. But there are conventionalities to being a hippie, and I tend to avoid those. My grandpa used to call my jeans and t-shirt my non-conformist's uniform, cured my of a certain mindset.
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Post #314,892
10/1/09 6:28:43 AM
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I made that decision a year ago
No regrets
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