Thus far, I have neared the half-way point of the writing, and hope my group hasn't picked it up any more frequently than myself. Now, as to my thoughts, since that is what I assume one is supposed to share in a personal blog (?), I shall share a few pieces of my oh-so-intriguing notions of the book.
Firstly, this is one of the most intellectual sounding easy-reads I have ever encountered. The pages turn like a strong wind has taken them, and all the while Barbara manges to keep a professional (albeit sometimes humorous and sarcastic) tone peppered with an air the smells strongly of higher education.
Secondly, the subject is incredibly interesting. Granted, I don't plan on ever finding myself crammed into a cubicle at a desk job (begging for spare change and giving the Occupy Boston team another member of the group their fighting for sounds a far more satisfying life than pushing pencils all day), but the tales of what so many Americans are facing in their day to day job hunts are down-right fascinating. These people have the degrees, have done absolutely nothing wrong, and are joining the unemployed portion of our country with a startling quickness regardless.
I look forward to reading more and checking out my fellow club member's thoughts.
Unintentionally Eloquent
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Book Clubs
A bit late, but to hell with it. Late is better than never. In most cases, at least. I suppose to a terminally ill individual waiting for a new heart it wouldn't matter if it never came had it been late, but alas, I digress.
The day we were assigned to select a book for the closest thing a structured, tri-weekly class could hope to have for a book club (an all around rather plesant experience, actually) I realized how little I knew about the subject matter of any of the three selections. One seemed rather obviously about fast food, and, although I had enjoyed journalistic exploits into this territory before (Super Size Me, for your reference) I had little desire to delve into it yet again. I didn't have much time to reflect on the other two choices before I was unexpectedly called upon to swear my allegiance to one, and only one piece of writing. I called out the title that sounded most intriguing and was cemented in place in a lot named Bait and Switch.
I would soon come to find the piece was by none other than Barbara Ehrenreich, the very same investigative journalist who had written Nickel and Dimed, a selection I had quite enjoyed in a previous class.
Today's conclusion: I am quite possibly the luckiest procrastinator in the world.
The day we were assigned to select a book for the closest thing a structured, tri-weekly class could hope to have for a book club (an all around rather plesant experience, actually) I realized how little I knew about the subject matter of any of the three selections. One seemed rather obviously about fast food, and, although I had enjoyed journalistic exploits into this territory before (Super Size Me, for your reference) I had little desire to delve into it yet again. I didn't have much time to reflect on the other two choices before I was unexpectedly called upon to swear my allegiance to one, and only one piece of writing. I called out the title that sounded most intriguing and was cemented in place in a lot named Bait and Switch.
I would soon come to find the piece was by none other than Barbara Ehrenreich, the very same investigative journalist who had written Nickel and Dimed, a selection I had quite enjoyed in a previous class.
Today's conclusion: I am quite possibly the luckiest procrastinator in the world.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Profile
When I first heard of this assignment, I didn't think twice about who I was going to do it on. My thought process, in short, was as follows:
- Which of my friends would produce the most rediculous, over-the-top collection of facts that were all impossibly true?
I immediately contacted the person who would be capable of producing this fine work, and she is more than alright with this. We've started planning a time for this all to get started, and I'm actually looking forward to every minute of the s***show that is about to ensue.
- Which of my friends would produce the most rediculous, over-the-top collection of facts that were all impossibly true?
I immediately contacted the person who would be capable of producing this fine work, and she is more than alright with this. We've started planning a time for this all to get started, and I'm actually looking forward to every minute of the s***show that is about to ensue.
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