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It’s a long debate with many opinions expressed. Will doing what you love doing really work in this world?

At a Toastmasters meeting a few weeks ago, we were asked to introduce ourselves with our ideal job and our dream job.

The ideal job was a job that actually exists in the world, one that would be at least theoretically possible for us. The dream job is one that would require some type of magical transformation. I said my ideal job would be to be a part of Cirque du Soliel’s costume department,

http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/

and my dream job would be to earn my living weaving Norwich shawls, which are true woven paisley scarves that used to be produced where I live.

http://www.norwichtextiles.org.uk/history/fabrics-_fashions/the-norwich-_shawl-story

To be a weaver of Norwich Shawls, I would have to time travel, or own a jacquard loom and know how to program it,

http://www.avlusa.com/index/products/looms/jacquard/

because that’s the only thing that could possibly make them profitable now. (Unfortunately, I want to hand-weave them.) I’m perfectly willing to learn to program and design for it. I would love to. I once had an interview to join a jacquard design company, so I’ve got the basic qualifications for taking it on. But first I have to find someone giving away a jacquard loom.

That’s a joke, folks, extremely unlikely to happen.

Jobs with the costume department at Cirque are rare, too. I actually looked it up. They had an opening, but it would have required working with one of their traveling shows, which is not practical at this point in my life, since one of my major treasures is the relationship I have with my sweetie.

At the most recent Toastmaster’s meeting, that challenge was mentioned again. The speaker noted how achievable most ideal jobs were. It was a motivational speech by a life coach, and full of “you can do it”s  expressed in a variety of ways.

I’ve gone full tilt at what I really wanted to do a few times now, or so I thought, but I am aware that somewhere deep inside I never fully commit, and eventually I abandonned the effort either for something close with decent financial rewards or for something that wasn’t close but offered a good financial situation. I always hold onto a plan B which usually involves employing my various skills on a more “practical” level. And then, I always abandon that for the call of what I really want to do. And the practical sandbags that hold my hot-air balloon to the ground keep accumulating, the latest ones being age. (Is there is clue somewhere in that term “hot-air” ?) I’ve got the talent for really excellent work, but when it comes down to it, I’m (almost) always (perhaps self-) restrained by market considerations and choose to spend my time on the types of things that I know will sell.

Here I am unemployed, but getting interviews in those practical areas, and the dreams are calling again.

Never heard of him, right? You will. He’s the head of the world’s second largest pharmaceutical company, GlaxoSmithKline, and he has pledged that in the 50 least developed countries in the world, the prices of the drugs his company makes will be cut to no more than 25% of US/UK prices, as well as making these same drugs more affordable in middle-income countries as well.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2009/feb/13/glaxo-smith-kline-cheap-medicine

There’s more. He’s opening  up to all researchers. the company’s intellectual property rights and research results regarding negleted diseases, and planning to reinvest 20% of the company’s profits in the hospitals, clinics, and staff in those same least developed countries.

Finally, his company will be inviting scientists from other companies, NGOs, and governments to come to the lab where his company researches tropical diseases and join in the hunt for treatments.

This will make a major difference in the lives of so many people. It will serve as a challenge to other drug companies that will look like scrooges compared to this.

I must say I’m delighted. It’s enough to bring me out of biomedical “retirement”. Long ago, like all professional biochemists, I faced the choice between employment in academia and employment in a pharmaceutical company. If I worked in academia, I would not earn as much, whichever institution I was working for at the time would have intellectual rights to any research I did that might have potential for profitable exploitation, but my work could be published and open to the world. If I worked for a drug company, I might well earn more but my work might go unpublished or at least held back from publishing until developed to the point of profitability. Its benefits might even remain unacessible to those who needed it most. I chose academia.

One of the  things I least liked about the way scientists work was the fact that results were not shared until published and personal rights established. You knew that other scientists were working on the same thing you were, but instead of working with them, thus not wasting duplication of efforts and perhaps producing results sooner, you tried your very hardest to “scoop” them by getting your work published first. I wished I could work cooperatively rather than competitively with other scientists.

I am an open person. When I heard another scientist talk about her work and I thought I had some knowledge that might prove useful, I wanted to blurt it right out. I did not like having to hold my tongue.

I also wanted to live a more balanced life than many scientists led. Spending 60 to 80 hours per week in the lab was not unusual. This left little time for families and other interests, and I was not going to give either of these up for success as a scientist. If making time to go to plays, to be politically active, to go on long holidays in foreign lands, to fully develop my other talents in writing and in textile arts, and so on and so on meant that I would be scooped, so be it. I decided that academia came closer to offering what I wanted in a scientific career and that I would stay in science exactly as long as I was allowed to be my own kind of scientist. Anyone concerned with why science stays a mostly male enclave should consider the female attitude toward life balance.

A time came when that was made impossible, and I left. What a wonderful thing it will be if science ever begins to operate another way.