There is a commercial that says something like, “Savoring the moments that were always there.” It reads like a silver lining to self-isolation during a global pandemic. The trouble with many of us--we have been working remotely for a long time. Now the secret is out. Depending on your sensibilities this has been perhaps an “aha!” moment or a glimpse into a reality that isn’t for you.
I lean toward the savoring side. In fact, one of the reasons I consider myself “unemployable” is I would never consider traveling to an office. Unless it is down a set of stairs, through the foyer and dining room and into a quiet small office. Actual traditional employment was off the table before Covid-19. Now it is quite banned from the table and I would argue not even allowed in the house.
Technology often laments about slow adoption and implementation but carefully avoids the responsibility the people have shirked by still going about business like a pack of luddites. If you don’t believe me go apply for a job. Take a rich history of successful collaborations and outcomes and cram it into the equivalent of a chiseled stone plaque. The portals for submitting CVs are outdated, inefficient, and ask you to replicate information or experience already outlined elsewhere...a specially fun task if you work as a data scientist or analyst.
Job descriptions for technical professionals are often compared to finding a mystical unicorn. I am not sure who is responsible for writing the job description fodder but I want whatever they are imbibing that stimulates the delusion. Many requirements for certain expertise using a platform or software exceed the existence of the platform or software.
I receive dozens of messages from recruiters and HR “professionals” offering me wonderful opportunities specific to my skills. Except they have no idea what my skills might be. It would take them 5 seconds to find out that I run my own consultancy in data analytics--not likely I am going to chuck it all for a 9 to 5. But they persist.Think I’m Mad as Hell from Network.
On the other hand, if I was a recruiter or similar professional, why not use LinkedIn like the resource it could be? Read what folks are posting, look for the diamond in the rough and start identifying prospective employees with harpoons instead of wide nets.
The scene from Network reminded me of David Mamet because I confused it with Glengarry Glen Ross which he actually did write. Part of my savoring what has always been, was to actually watch MasterClass. I bought my husband a class a few years ago and managed to parlay that into a yearly subscription at a reduced rate.
It is, moreover, evident from what has been said, that it is not the function of the poet to relate what has happened, but what may happen- what is possible according to the law of probability or necessity. The poet and the historian differ not by writing in verse or in prose. The work of Herodotus might be put into verse, and it would still be a species of history, with meter no less than without it. The true difference is that one relates what has happened, the other what may happen. Poetry, therefore, is a more philosophical and a higher thing than history: for poetry tends to express the universal, history the particular.--Aristotle
My decision to no longer write manuscripts for publication weighed heavy on my mind for several months. This audio of David Mamet was like a nice tidy bow. I recently broke my vow to remove myself from the dubious role of medical writer. In the era of Covid-19 pandemic public speaking engagements dwindled or died on the vine. I said yes to work that should have been a hard no. I haven’t been a full-time medical writer in over a decade. Historically, a writer would pull together resources and summarize the existing data. Next, we helped develop the research question but not so specifically as to leave opposing data out of the conversation. We developed an annotated outline where the actual collaborations kicked off in high gear. Typically these conversations were so informed and nuanced that they were the meat on the bones of a strong outline. The authors' voices were the point of the manuscript--my role was simply to create a unified voice and narrative for submission.
Well, that was then, this is now. Now the ring leader is the client of the client. Companies spring up for hire to write whatever it is you envision--long before a patient has enrolled in a clinical trial--and often way upstream from FDA approval. The goal is for them to please their client, not inform at the point of care to improve cost, quality of life, or outcomes. Profit rules not people. I get it. I am and was well-paid to do this. Ridiculously compensated for an even more ridiculous task. And we all pretend we are doing good.
We are not.
Show up, shut up, do your job. That is all they want. Its secretarial. Its marketing.