Even as the whole world tries to hang on to its job, there is also this weird parallel sense - almost a covert longing - that the old corrupt structures on which that job depends needs to be, ought to be, swept away.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
For an adult, the world is constantly trying to clamp down on itself. Routine, responsibility, decay of institutions, corruption: this is all the world closing in.
We don't live in a world where any job lasts forever.
There's an ancient tension between wanting to savor the world as it is and wanting to improve on the world as given.
Most people spend their whole lives looking for the right job. There are others who never get an opportunity to do work that fulfils them.
I think there is an enormous sea change happening in the global workforce. It has a lot to do with globalization. I think that people used to have a hope for a career or meaningful employment, and its been reduced to internships, part-time work or just grossly underpaid work.
Who in the world wants to run a country where the new norm is one where there are no jobs?
Every job leaves its residue, a bit of extra knowledge, a new skill-set.
I still see the world as a place of bitter irony and black humour, failed hopes, dashed plans. I hope to make my work sparer, to outgrow my desire to show off.
When certain branches of the economy become obsolete, as in the case of the steel industry, not only do jobs disappear, which is obviously a terrible social hardship, but certain cultures also disappear.
Some people feel that the world owes them a living.