“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."
I like the Southern Gothic genre, but I’m not so fond of the rich-white-plantation-owner-lead. It’s generally racist not at all culturally relevant. Like, I want this cool genre to feature trailer parks and towns that fell apart after the mills closed and kids whose schools shut down due to regional poverty; whose parents and siblings die when their meth labs and moonshine stills explode and who get targeted in hate crimes/affected by police brutality and abandon their homes in the middle of the night because there’s no more money for rent. Like seriously. I need more people to draw on this present, relevant, and brutal shit.
I am really having a hard time lately figuring out what the benefit to being an adult is…