Stop Telling Me to Tell My Son to Pick a Practical Career
Ask my 10-year-old son, Mr. T, what he wants to be when he grows up and he has one answer: musician. He used to have two answers, either a musician or a professional skateboarder. Now he's down to the one.
Plenty of people tell me I should discourage him. "How's he going to pay the bills as a musician?" they say. "You've got time to change his mind on that one," they'll add. Or, I hear about how I better hope he grows out of it.
But why? What's so noble about a "practical" career, and why do we insist on believing that pursuing your passions consigns you to a life of poverty?
PS: That's all self-taught.