Aesop Animals

At least some of you have probably noticed that I haven’t posted anything new for a very, very long time.  The reason is that I got a job . . . but not a “good job.”  As you may recall, I define a “good job” as fulfilling three criteria: provides the basics of survival, allows the possibility of retirement at some point, and relates to music. [1]  Well . . . one out three isn’t bad?  Or maybe it is; I now have an adjunct teaching position.  The pay would not keep Dumbo in peanuts[2], there are no benefits, and it eats my entire life.  But it’s a college teaching job, in MUSIC!  Hooray. . . ish.

My dilemma is one of fables.  Specifically, is the operative fable here “a bird in the hand . . .” or “monkey with its hand in a jar”?  Should I cling tightly to my actual teaching job (attractive, since I absolutely LOVE teaching), hoping to use it to somehow gain a better (possibly even survivable) position eventually?  Or do I accept that it is preventing me from doing, well, anything, let go, and step into the great unknown?

I’m getting the impression that I’m the monkey in this fable.

Professor looks to the future with hand stuck in jar labeled "Adjunct teaching"


[2] assuming Dumbo eats only peanuts (about 2000 calories per pound), eats about 30,000 calories a day (African elephants eat about 70,000, Dumbo looks maybe a quarter that size, but flying animals tend to eat more), and I got wholesale prices on peanuts (about $1.30 per pound)  this is literally true.