Toby Young is Michael Young’s son. Fifty years ago, Michael Young wrote the groundbreaking book, “The Rise of the Meritocracy.” Today, Toby examines the popularity of his father’s book and how the very idea of a “meritocracy” — a term his father coined — to condemn the British elite, has now been replaced with the “celebritariat.”
Continue reading → The Celebrity Class and the Decline of Deference
If you write a personal blog — are you now, or have you ever been — a Burned Out Blogger? If so, how did you pull yourself from the ashes?
Continue reading → Out of the Ashes: Firing Up Blogging Burnout
One of the worst feelings is when you do someone a favor — like getting them a paying gig — and they then betray you by complaining on their blog about the very work you got them.
That sort of behavior is: The Definition of Bad Taste.
If you don’t like the job or appreciate the favor, that’s fine, but keep it to yourself.
No one wants to read about ungrateful complaining on a public blog.
Whine to your friends and bad-mouth — if you must — those who do you favors… out of earshot and eyeshot!
A former beloved professor of mine in graduate school was found of saying this about that sort of betrayer: “I will do nothing to hurt you; but I will also do nothing to help you.”
I, The Machine.
I am a machine.
My invented mechanisms are a compliment.
Writing a book in under a month is of neither myth nor man but of machine.
The machine is me.
The book is life.
If you have ever been labeled “difficult” by someone else, I know we will get along great! Is it because I am “difficult” as well?
by Malaika Booker-Wright
My first job was an assistant after-school program director. I made seven dollars an hour. My second job was a habitation specialist. I made nine dollars an hour. My third job was a telemarketing supervisor. I made eleven dollars and seventy-five cents an hour. Therefore, to take a job as a cashier at Pathmark, earning five dollars an hour, was “slumming it.”
It was my first official day working on the register. I had always dressed to impress and felt that working at Pathmark would not change that. I wore off-white goucho pants and lace body suit, a beige and off-white vest, and some beige pumps. My hair was pulled up in a French Roll in the back with a few “Shirley Temple” curls hanging in the front. My fingernails were French manicured with beige stars at the tips. I looked good.
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