File under “the road not taken”

Good piece by Charles Duhigg, although it’s a different plane of experience to be one of the “also-rans” of your Harvard School of Business class and settle for a Pulitzer-winning career at The New York Times.

But even among my more sanguine classmates, there was a lingering sense of professional disappointment. They talked about missed promotions, disaffected children and billable hours in divorce court. They complained about jobs that were unfulfilling, tedious or just plain bad. One classmate described having to invest $5 million a day — which didn’t sound terrible, until he explained that if he put only $4 million to work on Monday, he had to scramble to place $6 million on Tuesday, and his co-workers were constantly undermining one another in search of the next promotion. It was insanely stressful work, done among people he didn’t particularly like. He earned about $1.2 million a year and hated going to the office.

Journalism…dead, not-dead, ad infinitum

I’ve been working on a new writing project offline, so I haven’t posted here in a while.

As a placeholder to keep this blog active, here is an interesting column by Antonio Garcia Martinez about the future, and past, of journalism. I’ve felt this way for a long time, and he’s articulated it well. He might be just a little too cheery about it, though. I suspect that I will find this transition regrettable as it may be inevitable.

New sounds

So maybe rock isn’t dead, and maybe instead of listening to classic rock I can try some of this.

Especially curious about the Finnish band Hexvessel.