I was lucky to have an article written about my piece in 34th Street earlier this week. So far, comments have been mostly supportive, but I was struck by one message in particular:
“…just wanted to reach out and let you know that your OCR art installation is amazing. As someone who has definitely struggled with OCR for two years now a lot of the messages really resonate and the article in 34th St definitely puts into words a lot of the things I and a lot of others have been feeling so for that I just want to say that I really appreciate it.”
What does it mean when our sentiments toward the job recruitment process sound like the language we use for mental health or drug addiction (Note: And for Non-Quakers, the acronym “OCR” could easily stand for something more ominous)? OCR should be helping students, not harming them.