I have my own business which does pretty good for a part-time gig. That being said, there is room for growth both directionally and financially so I started to search for some other form of work. My first idea was that I enjoy writing and that I seem fairly decent at articulating my thoughts etc. I began searching copy writing gigs both on-line and locally. Every place I found requested my body of work, the bulk of being this site… love, art & fear. While I love what I do and have gained over 100 followers who seem to enjoy my verbal diarrhea, I couldn’t help but think what a would be employer would glean.
Just re-reading the first 20 random posts had me questioning my writing direction and questioning what prospective employers might think. But wait!!! I’ve never given a frick fracketty fuck what anyone thinks about my rants or revelations so why start now?
Money and position? A business suit?
Interesting that money has the tendency to put us in a specific position if we let it. We get the position and the money comes, suddenly the fear of losing both kick in and next thing you know… you censor yourself and hide. The said position of course being the bent over and taking it up the ass one (and not in the good way either).
My friend/fellow blogger and I were discussing this. You can find him at http://themassaronihaslanded.wordpress.com/
We figured that if you have made multi-millions from an offensive or honest writing style then the world has been successfully trained that your offensiveness is not only acceptable but to be rewarded. Also, if you are a free agent who cannot be fired, divorced or ousted from your community then you have nothing to lose. I’m not talking about hate speech or anything like that. I am strictly talking about the bullshit politically correct legalists who perseverate on semantics that have nothing to do with the actual problem.
Example: Family services have spent time, money and effort re-branding so that the word disability is spelled dis A bility. This actually helps disabled people by letting us know that we are to focus on the capital A in disabled rather than the D.
In the meantime, people who are disabled and need help NOW have to wait as higher-ups hmm/haw over whether or not to fund a wheelchair ramp for someone looking at their front door from the bottom of the stairs in a wheelchair in the rain. Or the woman who is brilliant for a job but doesn’t get hired because she said the poo on her blog or criticized her former boss for outsourcing to have products made for $0.01 by asian children.
Anyways, my point is that I woke up from that brief thought to censor myself for a job that wouldn’t hire me based on my writing. So I find the occupations that allow me to flourish in who I am. Anything less, is Neo-slavery in my humble opinion.