I called Mari over to show her this magazine cover that was being advertised as we walked through an airport recently. Work vs. Life. Why the split? Since when is work not an integral part of life? Is it because we don’t enjoy our work? Has work become drudgery that we only endure for the paycheck, with hopes of retiring someday and only then following our dreams?
This headline says so much about the culture in the United States, and it makes me sad. So many of us feel like we can’t bring our whole selves to work each day (we’re exhorted to “leave our baggage at the door”). We’re treated like animals, incented with rewards and punished when we don’t hit arbitrary targets set by management. We live under constant fear of judgement, etc…
As an aside, I hope the elephant on the cover gets to retire in Tennessee someday.
keith sparkjoy 