There is a new model of business and business student afoot: The student who enters my office with a deep passion to do two things. Make money and do good. Business schools are "rebranding" themselves to welcome this new identity. It's being called "social impact." The identity of the student, who has realized that mindless self-investment into the false idol of material things for their sake is an empty void and a fast track to an empty soul, is changing.
Many students are pleasantly surprised by the way that these requirements can stimulate creativity and ideas. I give one assignment called "Routine", in which students are asked to create a drawing based on one of their routines. Hopelessly addicted to chocolate pudding, one student depicted an exaggerated tower of empty pudding cups while another student visually represented flashbacks of his mother's death from cancer.
These days, we can consume our art in conditions of perfection: CD's with no crackle or static, photographs with no scratches. But I think we all find something intriguing in the idea of the disturbance. We love the Easter egg in the video game, the intentional flaw of a Navajo rug or a quilt. More and more of us have tired of the digital clarity of a CD, and film is still being produced for those who want the imperfections of a negative in the darkroom.
I realized we are so limited in our thinking and the universe is so abundant, it's our fears that block it. When I set out on the streets of New York with my camera, there is that moment of doubt that all artists feel. "I can't do this. This time it won't work. I'm a fraud." And then, like learning to play the harmonica, or getting up on skates for the first time, you're flying, and the hair on the back of your neck stands on end and you lose all track of time. That's it, for me anyway.
I have no outward sign of my disability. I don't have a guide dog, a white cane or dark glasses. But I am a fraud. I am passing. My truth is that I was blinded by an accident 3.5 years ago. And even though I, at my core, remained the same, how I relate to others and the way others relate to me has changed.
Of course, it's not just our privacy that has been sacrificed: our freedom of speech and our right to due process have been sacrificed by the same laws, and with the same justification, that paved the way to systematic and secret violation of privacy. So what the likes of Feinstein are really saying is that the American way of life has less value than 2996 innocent lives.