#1 All Your Irrational Fears About the Job Market Devouring Your Soul are More Than Justified - none of the things that make you a worthwhile human being are economically viable. In order to make enough money to survive when disconnected from the parental tit, you will have to lick the asses of toad-like executives, laugh at the feeble humor of cretinous managers, and politely discuss the weather with braying sales-slime. You may think you have the strength and self-possession to retain an inviolable core of humanity within you, but a two hour commute, nine hours at work, and eight hours asleep leaves you with five hours a day to live the rest of your life. That novel just might not get written, the band might not remain a priority, and you may find yourself unable to contain your anger when you find someone in your favorite chair.

#2 You Aren’t Going to Get a Job Anyway, Boss - there aren’t any. Look around you. There are all sorts of "positions" available, doing telemarketing, admin. asst. dreckarbeit, retail, pyramid schemes, and bicycle-assisted suicide, but these are not fucking jobs. The elevator does not go up. The future that you were always hammered on for not considering does not include you. The crotch-licking greedbags who purchased and/or demolished everything in the nation for short-term profit are still running everything, and it is going to be a good long time before all those minoxodylosauruses die off.