Self portrait by Meg V
Colored pencil, marker and watercolor pen on watercolor paper
Let’s say that there’s an industry with more annual revenue than Google, Microsoft, Amazon, eBay, Yahoo, Apple and Netflix combined (and that should make you very, very afraid, incidentally).
The global market power of this industry is $97 billion, incidentally, just in case 13.3 billion wasn’t scary enough. To put that in perspective? The United Arab Emirates (where oil is literally cheaper than water), has a GDP of 71.2 billion. If this industry was a country, they’d be able to BUY Egypt. Or Venezuela.
If this industry was a country, they’d be ranked 36th in the world.
Now let’s say that this industry is almost entirely unregulated. There are no unions. There are no oversight committees, no major industry watchdogs. There’s no government oversight whatsoever.
Let’s say that they happen to have their fingers in every possible pie, and that their revenue is only expected to increase as the years progress.
Now let’s say that this unregulated, free-market industry has the following statistic:
The average life expectancy of workers in this industry is 36.2 years.
That’s less than half of what the average American lifespan is (78.6 years).
Now, let’s say that within this industry, a full 66% of workers have communicable diseases that can substantially lower the quality of life, and roughly 1 in 10 have a disease that is, ultimately, a death sentence (HIV).
Now let’s say that there are no mandatory checks and balances in place to ensure that these diseases don’t spread through the working population; only volunteer screenings happening at intermittent times—and are all at a cost to the worker. We also know that 70% of these infections occur in women (typically women in age ranges of 18-26), a rate 10x higher than in the general population.
Now, let’s say that this was an industry that basically re-writes your brain; it affects how you view others and yourself.
Now, let’s call the industry what it is.
Late night doodles
I can’t sleep
I’m a lot like you so please
Hello, I’m here, I’m waiting
I think I’d be good for you
And you’d be good for me
Girls - Lust for Life
Come on, come on, come on, hey love! ♪
Some sketchbook stuff