“Keep history as a hobby, and go make money.”
Those were your words of advice nearly ten years ago as I
was about to graduate and head off to college.
And now I find myself casually reading books about European explorers in Africa, World War I, or ancient civilizations of
the Americas and taking notes as though I were still in class.
History was – and still is – enthralling. I was intrigued by
the idea of being able to go to college and study mostly history; I didn’t have
to spend countless frustrating hours trying to wrap my head around mathematical
concepts and scientific laws that I could never hope to understand. I could
take a semester-long class entirely about Early Modern England. And I would
inevitably end up with a degree that left me three options – teaching, working
in a museum, or law school.
I eventually followed your advice, though it took me a
couple of years to come around to that path. I majored in geology and excelled
academically, earning the Outstanding Senior Geology Major award and graduating with honors. I landed a coveted internship with the US Geological Survey and
got accepted into a fully funded M.S. program, where I used remote-sensing data to map fault systems on Mars. I built up a decent reserve of
money working in the oil patch, and then I jumped ship to the geotechnical engineering
industry a few months before oil prices took a nose-dive in late 2014 and left tens of
thousands of oilfield workers jobless.
At age 27, I’m very nearly living the dream. Sure, there are
days when I don’t like my job, or when the rush-hour traffic on I-5 becomes
frustrating beyond belief, but that’s true of everyone. I work as a geologist
for a reputable engineering firm in Seattle, and I like what I do more days
than not. I make a good living – not as much as the Amazombies or Microsoft
crowd, but what I don’t have in income I make up for in schedule flexibility.
In the past year, I’ve taken a cumulative total of five weeks off – I went
canyoneering in the jungles of the Dominican Republic, climbing in the Alaska
Range, and SCUBA diving in Thailand.
I was in the right place at the right time. And one of the
things I learned in your class was that much of history comes down to that.
Most
famous political figures throughout history got where they were largely because they were born
into the right family; most famous Western explorers were simply the ones lucky
enough not to succumb to disease, environmental conditions, or attacks from
native tribes. Joseph Conrad survived his voyages and lived to write novels and stories that would end up on the "must-read" list of future adventurers, but how many equally talented individuals journeyed to Africa or Asia and never came back?
You knew the reality that so many
baby-boomer parents of millennial children refused to acknowledge – that we’re
not special snowflakes, that not everyone gets to grow up and be an astronaut,
that museum curators and psychologists are not exactly hot commodities in the
21st century. The job market for people with social science degrees
is small, and society is flooded with B.A.-toting twenty-somethings convinced
that their specialization in Post-Victorian Multicultural Women’s Studies
warrants something other than an $11/hour gig as a barista.
I still enjoy history. Having some understanding of it has
helped shape the way I think and the way I live my life. It inspires creativity, fosters a life of
continued learning, and above all else, it motivates me to travel. And because
I have a good job – I can afford to do those things. I can read about the Khmer
Empire – and then I can go to Cambodia and see Angkor Wat for myself. I can
follow Morocco’s history from Carthage to World War II – and I can explore
markets in Marrakesh and hike in the Atlas Mountains and imagine 17th
century caravans traversing the vastness of the Sahara.
I admit: there are times when I fancy myself an explorer. I
read about men like John Wesley Powell, Gordon Laing, and Thor Heyerdahl and
envision myself embarking on similar journeys. I’m inspired by stories like
Sterling Hayden’s Wanderer, Joe Simpson’s literary portraits of the
Andes and the Himalaya, and films like 180° South.
Discontent with a stable life – the security of a consistent
income, a family, and a place to come home to every night – was the source of
motivation for many of the explorers now immortalized on the pages of the books
that collectively form what we like to call “history.” And I certainly
empathize with that discontent. I can’t see myself being happy with family
life. But there’s one truth that no one can ignore: innovation and adventure cost
money.
The aforementioned Western explorers had to start somewhere
– whether it was through their own wealth or convincing someone in a position
of political and financial power to support them – they still started into the
unknown with at least a boat or some horses and a meager stockpile of supplies
(however useful they may or may not have been). In an age when everyone is
trying to convince the masses to give them money to fund their ridiculous
enterprise through GoFundMe and Kickstarter, I know better than to rely on
others to satisfy my own narcissistic ambitions of adventure.
Secondary and post-secondary education in the United States is failing young people by encouraging them to "follow their dreams" instead of preparing them for the 21st century job market.
Thank you for being upfront about the career implications (or rather, lack thereof) of pursuing the social sciences as more than a recreational pastime. Thank you for the healthy dose of realism that you added to my life. The world needs more teachers who understand the balance between fostering academic interest and preparing students for the world outside of high school or college. The world needs more teachers who aren't afraid of bruising a student's ego by encouraging realistic goals.
Thank you for being upfront about the career implications (or rather, lack thereof) of pursuing the social sciences as more than a recreational pastime. Thank you for the healthy dose of realism that you added to my life. The world needs more teachers who understand the balance between fostering academic interest and preparing students for the world outside of high school or college. The world needs more teachers who aren't afraid of bruising a student's ego by encouraging realistic goals.