Virus diary: Retreating nowhere
But it's not the virus, the ups-and-downs outside: The crisis is in the ambivalence about globalisation that I have. I have been a beneficiary and my career and life directly corresponded with the 90s style globalisation, and yet, I have always questioned its social benefits. I could never fully escape the fact that it was only a mixed blessing, as I have seen the downside first-hand. And, indeed, while I escaped the boring prospect of a stable but dead-end life, I could never catch up on the what-you-can-get-away-with ethic of speculation. While I took on eagerly to the boon of global knowledge, I only used it to understand my own world better. I have been one of those, but when Theresa May said that the global citizens were citizens of nowhere, it made sense to me.
So, homebound, here is my thinking: I shouldn't give up my commitment to education, of creating a new, connected, multicultural liberal arts education which would prepare people for this very uncertain world we live in. I believe I have earned the spurs by leading this very experimental life, as I never settled and always sought out learning. Indeed, I have wavered, gave in to convenience, wasted time and failed to control myself all the time, but those excursions, those mistakes, only make me more worthy for this mission. Indeed, I am not ready: I don't have the resources and neither have I found the collaborators who I should be working with. But I am ready to start.
Of course, I have spent too much time in petty and mindless For-profit businesses which are antithetical to everything that I am supposed to do. But, then, that was - still is - the process of earning my spurs; one of the things I know exceedingly well is what doesn't work.