It was lighting quick, yes--something I wish happened more often--but that's not why I'm telling you this.
If you've read anything at all on this blog, you know that my personal failures on the job market have been a recurring issue. It's one of the reasons why I started this blog: to remind myself that, after so many failures, I still was at least a good writer. Over the years, I have reached a place where I am completely at peace with my career. Honestly, I hardly ever think about it. The other day, though, as I was walking through the building to my car, I saw one of the 80 year old professors in his office...from back in the day when newly minted Ph.D.s were pretty much guaranteed a tenure track position by the time they graduated. Could I, I wondered, ever hope to convince him of what it's like nowadays, where the job market is a crap shoot at best?
I wasn't consciously thinking of this when I wrote the song, but nevertheless, it was obviously bouncing around in my grey matter...because the song is entirely about my failures on the job market. My favorite lines:
- now the battle's long gone
- and we're the bodies on the ground
- ours was but to do or die
- victims never make a sound
- but I see no poetry
- from the fodder's point of view
- if I could have the romance beaten out of my head
- they can sure as hell do it to you
Let's hope this is one depressing topic I'm done writing about.