my kleggich
Jul. 18th, 2023 10:03 pma genuine diary extract (name edited)
"Sometimes I don't feel like going, and my schedule kind of sucks, but in general I quite like my job. It's so easy to romanticise: Taina, the Master of Arts who can only get a cleaning job in this crumbling society, this decaying world. (Though this first one is problematic – it reproduces the "unskilled labour" construct and the stigma against cleaners.) Taina, the labourer intellectual. And there are more possibilities, more filters to see it through: The autistic person who went though academia but found it not to their taste, finding their place instead in predictable, uncomplicated work with little interpersonal contact, despite others' disapproval. Or maybe, just like Shevek, I'm taking a turn doing kleggich after finishing my education, before moving on to work-play. [...] Who am I? Who will I be? Who will I turn out to have been? Who do I want to be? My options may be limited – unjust world, decaying world – but the perspectives are not."
"Sometimes I don't feel like going, and my schedule kind of sucks, but in general I quite like my job. It's so easy to romanticise: Taina, the Master of Arts who can only get a cleaning job in this crumbling society, this decaying world. (Though this first one is problematic – it reproduces the "unskilled labour" construct and the stigma against cleaners.) Taina, the labourer intellectual. And there are more possibilities, more filters to see it through: The autistic person who went though academia but found it not to their taste, finding their place instead in predictable, uncomplicated work with little interpersonal contact, despite others' disapproval. Or maybe, just like Shevek, I'm taking a turn doing kleggich after finishing my education, before moving on to work-play. [...] Who am I? Who will I be? Who will I turn out to have been? Who do I want to be? My options may be limited – unjust world, decaying world – but the perspectives are not."