By 2020, there will be 20 million self-driving cars. And by 2030, Artificial Intelligence (AI) would have eclipsed nearly 2 billion jobs. Jobs as diverse as catering and article writing are set to be taken over by robots.
With the world population on a steady rise, one is poised to wonder what cataclysmic problems the impending surge of technologically-induced unemployment is set to reek. The steady lure of profits from globalization to technology for world commerce is going to have a sudden impact on people, like a sledgehammer on an ant, when the day comes, but not today.
Today, technology is advancing at mind-boggling speeds so that employers are now in need of employees with computer science skills.
According to LinkedIn, about 96 percent of jobs across the globe expected to be filled this year alone require some knowledge of computer science from cloud computing administrators to digital marketers.
This means that young people going into university to study courses like accounting, banking, journalism, agronomy and general surgery may be out of work before they even graduate.
The career guidance department of many schools have a task at hand. PTA’s really need to start giving attention to STEM ( Science, Technology, Engineering and Math) education from as early as kindergarten so that children learn to solve problems and adapt solutions to real lite situations using STEM.
In many parts of Africa, policy makers are yet to formulate policy for integrating STEM into in-country curricula which could spell doom if parents, teachers and the students themselves don’t take the initiative.
Management guru, Peter Drucker once said, ‘ the only way to prepare for the future is to create it.’ Don’t wait for the government, wherever you are.
Prepare yourself for the future.
The moment I lost my desire for fame and money, writing actually regained its meaning to me. I reclaimed my mantra which simply states, that ‘On writing, there are no rules.’ Forget about all the ‘six steps to better writing’ tips or the ‘how to be a writer’ articles that tickle your fancy from time to time because writing can be as dynamic as there are people–and still be Pulitzer award winning stuff.
So remember, there are no rules even though, some things stay true; like characters and situational plots; reading avidly and using what you read to find your own voice.
On writing, it is certain to note that you cannot become a writer, talkless of a good one without copious reading. It’s almost as though the maestros have their say in who succeeds and who doesn’t as JRR Tolkien does in the works of GRR Martin or as Achebe in Adichie. The writer is a protege of sorts; a reincarnation of some scribbler past. This, otherwise, he is nothing.
To become a good writer you must live life on the edge, they say; take risks; meet people; travel and read as much as you can. Read everything from spiritual scripts to lame poetry. Somewhere in all of it, you will hear your own voice. It will bleed out of you; in the bathroom; on the road and sometimes, at your desk, looking at the screen right in front of you as you plod the keypads.
Maybe to you, I have listed a bunch of rules while telling you there are no rules to writing. There is one rule: Write everyday. If you ever wonder how some people come up with five hundred thousand words, this is how.
And please, writer’s block is not such a problem. It happens to the best of writers. But wait a minute, isn’t it an excuse we tell ourselves because there is nothing eventful to write about. Make an event of everything. Like the one about your eyes following these words as I come to a final full stop.
Drivel if you must but remember, there are no rules to great writing–only one. We only know it to be good or great when we read it. So write it.
Many a man modernism hath killed.The Hitlers, the Hoovers and then, the Vanderbilts. Men of power; men of grace; men of fame. Attempting to live forever, their eyes staring starkly at their legacies.
Many great men modernism hath killed.The Guevaras, the Gräfenbergs and of course, Hemingway. Men earnestly plodding through this winding world wandering; mostly floundering forward with no way.
Only had they their existence with a true centre. Then their worlds wouldn’t have so quickly been shattered.
Sheltered living. Yes…in the shadows of a much bigger man. I should think it was probably how men were supposed to live.
Of a truth, many men modernism hath killed. Men professing wisdom foolishly; like a shirt misbuttoned. Free men trying so hard to be free in their own minds, taking upon themselves the drudgery of ‘trying to be’ when they already were. Ailing men, looking to find themselves, who knew not of the one thing needful:
Yeshua, a man from a small town called, Nazareth and his indistinct claim to be God.
Indistint is too easy, like a target you could never miss. But man, scarred by his need not to feel lost; to be in control and by his undying love for novelty, is tripped by the low bar. What men modernism hath killed? A sea of tombstones, walking…but dead.
Several years ago…in fact the very first time I recognized God speak to me, part of what He said that day was:
The greatest resource in the world is people. Invest in people.
The people around us–wherever we find ourselves– are our opportunity. And how you take this statement can draw a line to demarcate what side of the divide you fall into–whether you are rich…or poor.
A great preacher once said that the secret of success is to find a human need and reach out to meet it. Success is not in the vaults of a central bank or in the deep recesses of the earth where oil and other minerals are dredged. Success is with people; lodged in their needs.
Think about it, people around you need capital; need food; need housing or a place to do business. They need groceries, water, a place to workout…or someone to teach them a skill. And maybe you are the person to meet their need if you’d just take a deeper look at them when you pass by in traffic, at work or in your neighborhood.
When next you pass by someone, catch yourself and look him or her in the eye. See the opportunity if you can and if you can’t, just salute the divinity in that person and move on. But never pass over people as if they are nothing because to do so, is to settle yourself behind the divide of that line that reads POOR.
Poverty is not the absence of money but the absence of ability-the ability to recognize opportunities.
Little wonder someone came up with a meaning for the acronym, P-O-O-R to be Passing Over Opportunities-Repeatedly.