Back, with a Vengence....

Current mood: pissed off Has it really been a month since I last posted something? And that last one doesn't even count since it was such a puny piece of crap. Obviously I've not been inspired lately. It's been upwards of 80 degrees much of the last month, so the house has been like an oven (although I'll admit that most ovens operate at well over 80 degrees...). Also, I've been plagued with moodiness and inertia, so when I sit, I stay seated, and when I'm depressed, I stay depressed. That last bit is being looked into by my new therapist, who, it turns out, went to the same punk club that Husband and I went to in 1977. I see that as a really good thing. (And, on a note unrelated to my mental wellbeing, I like my therapist's taste in footwear—he has really cool gymshoes.) Now on to the issue at hand.... I was majorly pissed-off this weekend reading a NY Times piece by Kara Jesella, entitled "A Hipper Crowd of Shushers," (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/07/08/fashion/08librarian.html). Now, as you know by now, I love being a librarian. I think it's an amazing profession, and I find it rewarding and exciting and challenging. (I may not like my job, but I love my profession.) But this article was the latest in an attempt to entice more and more people into this already overcrowded field. I was irked, in particular, by the following snippet: "And though many librarians say that they, like nurses or priests, are called to the profession, they also say the job is stable, intellectually stimulating and can have reasonable hours — perfect for creative types who want to pursue their passions outside of work and don't want to finance their pursuits by waiting tables. (The median salary for librarians was about $51,000 in 2006, according to the American Library Association-Allied Professional Organization.)" HA! I say. HA! I'm sorry—I must use stronger language: I HATE THIS FUCKING BULLSHIT! I spent over $30,000 on graduate school in order to find a part-time job that pays slightly over $14.00/hour. And yet the ALA keeps peddling this propaganda about how much money someone can make as a librarian. Here's a joke I heard once: Question: What's the difference between a librarian and a pizza? Answer: A pizza can feed a family of four. And that's the sad fucking truth. p.s. I'm still listening to the Arctic Monkeys' CD, "Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not." Obsessively. Constantly. Family ready to go crazy....