I bet someone in your life has told you that you should skip university and become a carpenter. (Plumber, tool-and-die maker, paralegal, etc.)
After all (they'll say, in a serious, admonishing tone)
I have a cousin who works as a tool-and-die maker and earns 80k just two years out of community college. And anyway (they'll continue)
university is worthless. The humanities and the fine arts are pointless. No, no, you should focus on your career. Focus on getting a job. Don't waste your time with a degree you'll never use.I bet this person exists in your life because
this person has existed in literally every college-bound person's life since roughly 1990. And on some level they're right: if your goal here is to earn lots and lots of money and own a nice house and have your butler bring you foie gras on the lido deck of your yacht, you should almost certainly not go into the fine arts and humanities.
But you know what?
People do. Millions and millions of people do. They hear that advice--TURN BACK! HERE THERE BE DRAGONS!--and they ignore it. They aren't
ignorant of the choices they're making, but rather they're deciding that, well.
Yes, I know that studying philosophy will mean there's a very real chance I'll end up working at Starbucks. But I'd rather be a barista who reads Nietzsche than a bored, unfulfilled aircraft mechanic.
Yes, I know that studying visual art will mean there's a very real chance I'll end up teaching pottery classes to twelve-year-olds. But I'd rather have the education I need in order to become capable of creating and appreciating beautiful things than a paralegal who idly doodles on her notepad in meetings. ("Hey, that's a pretty nice house, Stacey! You should become an artist or something!")
And, yes: I know that studying theatre will mean there's a very real chance I'll end up working as a waiter. But I have to do theatre. I
must do theatre. It calls to me, it makes me smile, and if I don't kick open this door, I'm going to spend the rest of my life wishing I had.
None of this is to say that paralegals or aircraft mechanics or tool-and-die makers are bad people, or unfulfilled people, or sad sacks. Your condescending relatives are right: many of them are quite successful and happy. (And as Matthew Shiner told us years and years ago, doing something you don't
really love in order to fund/create time for something you
truly love is a perfectly viable gameplan! Nothing wrong with becoming a paralegal who does a fantastic community-theatre Evita!)
But, like, we know this. Anyone who reaches the age of 18 without being absolutely bombarded with advice to the effect of "Don't bother with the subjects you think will fulfil you; go into electrical engineering instead" is such a rare bird that they ought to be put in a case at a museum of natural history. And yet young people defy it. Young people don't go down that path.
Young people, with full knowledge of their circumstances,
make their own choices. And if you feel strongly, why should you be different?
Study as much as you can, know as much as you can, make the most well-informed decision you can. You're right: there are major downsides to this career path, and those who make the attempt but fail end up scattered across the Starbucks and Asian-German Fusion Restaurants of the land. But if you want to do it, if you
must do it, if this path calls to you and urges you forward, and if you're willing to accept the risk...
(Does it show that I work for a university's Faculty of Fine Arts?
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