I tried posting this or something like it last week, but Weebly crashed on me three times before I just gave up. That was in Safari; I'm trying Chrome now, hoping that it's more stable.
Just to catch readers up as briefly as possible: After my six-month web development bootcamp through Codeup, I'm still not hired. Also, I didn't fulfill the necessary requirements to be entitled to the tuition refund during the six-month period, so at age 60 I'm on the hook for a hefty student loan. I'm worse off than when I started. My credit score has tanked due to the additional balance. I'm still Ubering to survive; at least that income combined with my wife's modest salary keeps us (mostly) afloat. My parents are helping make up the difference.
The only "consolation" regarding my lack of success in landing a job is that others in my cohort, including a couple of very talented coders, are in the same boat. Since October, there have been no reports of anyone in our cohort being hired. Most of us who didn't get jobs have given up.
In my case, it's not that I've entirely given up; it's that in January I had a mental health crisis that has left me afraid even to open the laptop on which I have written and committed a lot of code and on which I would apply for jobs. I don't even look at LinkedIn or Glassdoor any more. It's not worth the risk of being reduced to a curled-up, screaming, howling wreck who can't hold a knife steady long enough to end it all.
Yes, the pressure of the pursuit of stable employment has left me unstable. At least since that day, having decided to take time away from the pursuit, I've had no similar episodes.
So even though I'm in no position to do so, with limited time and resources and dodgy organizational skills, I'm trying to revive the Harris County Green Party, with a little help from some longtime Party stalwarts and some fresh blood.
On the plus side, I've long believed that mental illness is an important ingredient in political activism, especially on the left. This mental illness results mostly from the cognitive dissonance of seeing people in power who know various ways in which the world is fucked up, and who know solutions to that fucked-upness, but who are unable or unwilling to implement those solutions. To paraphrase Jidda Krishnamurthi, we live in a profoundly sick society, and we are either unable or unwilling to adapt our values to that society's expectations.
Our media-industrial complex constantly reinforces the narrative that the sensible, responsible position to support one of the corporate parties, shut up about war and injustice and the horrors of capitalism, and keep on shopping. The one who dies with the most and coolest shit scored from Amazon wins.
Thus ends the rant.
We're having a reorganizational meetup this Sunday the 23rd at Midtown Bar & Grill, starting at 6:30 pm. Bring your ideas and your appetite. Hell, bring your mental illness too.
Well, shit. Weebly hasn't crashed in Chrome, but Chrome didn't allow me to attach a link to a block of selected text, so voila, the whole paragraph is a link.
This is how I feel after learning all that web development stuff: I fucking hate the Internet.