Committing Sociology

“Every trade distorts. Look at our childhood friends, after they have grown up and settled into their chosen professions . . . . Are they not constantly obsessed and possessed by their work! Have they not been crumpled and crushed by it . . . into something almost unrecognizable, something constrained, deprived of equilibrium, balance . . . . Every profession, even those with a golden floor, has also a leaden ceiling above it, which presses and presses upon the soul, till it is pressed into a strange and distorted shape. This is a sad but inevitable part of growing up: there’s no way to get around it. . . . Every kind of perfection is purchased at a high price in this life, and on this earth—where everything, it seems, costs us far too much. One becomes an expert in one’s chosen profession only at the price of being…

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