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Friday, April 4, 2025

A New Modest Proposal...

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This might seem a bit strange if you're not familiar with Jonathan Swift. He's the author of "Gulliver's Travels," but he's also known for his sharp, ironic works, particularly "A Modest Proposal." In that essay, he ironically suggested that the solution to the economic troubles of 18th-century Ireland was for the poor to sell their children to the rich—as food. That’s right, he proposed child cannibalism. It's a brilliant piece, full of irony, which happens to be my favorite type of humor.


In a similar vein, I wanted to address an issue that affects so many of us today, myself included. Being unemployed in the current job market feels like an endless cycle of job searching, résumé refinement, ghosting, and rejection. 


Meanwhile, recruiters claim their jobs are just as challenging (give me a fucking break, you're employed, aren't you?). While I generally empathize with others, I find it difficult in this situation. If recruiters are struggling, they should voice their concerns to their leadership, not to the unemployed.


Therefore I offer my Modest Proposal: Feed the unemployed to the ATS monster. Jack them into the Matrix and drain them of their knowledge and experience. By doing so, it might finally understand its role better whilst helping ease the load for recruiters and culling the unemployment herd.


This piece is crafted in the spirit of satire, aiming to inject humor into the often disheartening job search process. A way to bring levity to this fucking dumpster fire. I hope you enjoy. 




A New Modest Proposal 

For Preventing the Unemployment of Qualified Individuals from Overwhelming the Job Market, and for Rendering Them Advantageous to the Efficiency of the Applicant Tracking System

Ahem,

In the current age of technological advancement and economic uncertainty, we find ourselves besieged by a peculiar dilemma: the overwhelming current job market. It has become a common sight to witness the well-educated and highly skilled wanderers of the job market, their résumés clutched tightly, as they approach the great and terrible maw of the Applicant Tracking System (ATS), a beast as ravenous as it is indifferent.


To solve the plight of these beleaguered job seekers, I propose a most ingenious solution: let us feed them, quite literally, to the ATS systems. These digital behemoths, much like the infamous Audrey II from "Little Shop of Horrors," demand constant nourishment, and what better sustenance than the very applicants who seek to appease them? By doing so, we shall fortify the system, enabling it to become more robust and precise in its selection of candidates for employment.

Picture, if you will, a grand procession of eager applicants, willingly march into the gaping digital jaws of the ATS. As they are consumed, their essence is absorbed, enhancing the system's capabilities and refining its algorithms. This noble sacrifice ensures that only the most suitable candidates are chosen, leveling the playing field for all.

This proposal offers myriad benefits. First, it alleviates the burden on recruiters, who are currently overwhelmed by the sheer volume of applications. With a more powerful and accurate ATS, recruiters can focus on engaging with the most qualified candidates, rather than sifting through an endless sea of résumés.

Second, by feeding the job seekers to the ATS, we create a sense of equity and fairness in the job market. No longer will applicants be judged solely by the whims of chance; instead, they will be evaluated by a system that has been honed to perfection through their own contributions.

Of course, this modest proposal is made with the utmost sincerity and concern for the welfare of all parties involved. It is a testament to our ingenuity and willingness to embrace unconventional solutions in the face of modern challenges.

In conclusion, let us not shy away from feeding the ATS beast, for in doing so, we may find a semblance of order amidst the chaos of the job market. After all, as the great Audrey II might say, "Feed me, Seymour!"

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