volumes of choice

A lot of people I know are in the entertainment business. Most people I know, actually. A lot of them don’t realize it; they don’t think of it in this way. My few friends in banking or manufacturing — they have a pass. Most of us spend our days attempting to convince people to spend their time and money on whatever it is we are doing.

Most of us know this; work anywhere near advertising and it’s obvious. And this is what I mean by working in entertainment. It’s freaky. We, as a culture, have more ways to spend time and energy than ever before. Every bit of technology allows for this: computers, of course, are the foundation, but it ranges. From watching Hulu online to flying around the world to writing blogs — take your pick, but it’s a lot of options.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the balance: what education do I owe myself? When I am no longer hampered by, essentially, anything, what should I be reading? Watching? How do I balance my time?

I’ve never read The Grapes Of Wrath. It’s been on my shelf since high school, waiting patiently for me. And a long line of authors and directors and experiences have crowded it out, over and over, in the last 15 years. It’s not a bad thing, but it’s so simple to be exposed to something now.

Do you have thoughts about what constitutes an education now? What does liberal arts mean when there is more choice in consumption options?

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1 Comment

  1. ray ray says:

    Read grapes of wrath or I shall beat you about the head.

    You’re onto an interesting train of thought, however. We’re in a situation wherein we (collectively) can fritter away our massive amounts of free time on any number of non-productive outlets (*cough*videogames, facebook, etc.*cough*) and then wonder why people from other cultures with so much less, if any, free time are surpassing us. It’s almost as if we still haven’t figured out in the last 100 post-agrarian years how to live when we aren’t constantly struggle to eek out an existence.

    And if anyone wonders if caste system still exist, well, there you go: those wondering what to do with the day and those working their asses off to exhaustion. Basically, if you’re on Twitter, you really ain’t got shit to complain about.

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