In pursuit of EPCOT

This was in a Facebook post dated August 26, 2019:

I refuse to get my hopes up, as they have been dashed repeatedly this year, but a wonderful turn of events may be happening. For you to understand this, you need to know a few things about me. First, I knew from when I was a toddler that my mission in life would be to solve the problem of poverty. Second, my Uncle Howard, my Mom’s brother, studied at Columbia University’s School of Architecture, and my Mom was a lifelong, though informal, student of architecture. Third, I was obsessed with Walt Disney’s Experimental Prototype City of Tomorrow and its exhibit in the GE Pavilion of the 1964 World’s Fair.

So it was that when my family went to the World’s Fair, and I was left in the Danish Pavilion, being too young to go to the GE Pavilion with my parents and older siblings, I was not lulled or seduced by the prospect of being minded by blonde-haired, blue-eyed babysitters. Instead, I escaped and made a beeline to the GE Pavilion, which I intended to gate-crash. When the guards asked me if I was lost, I told them that my parents were lost and I was looking to join them. Suffice it to say that I did not see EPCOT, the real EPCOT model, the product of the Disney Imagineers. Yet, I wanted to be a Disney Imagineer from kindergarten age, albeit after solving the problem of poverty.

Over the years, urban design was an integral part of my solution to the problem of poverty, though my first strategy toward working on that solution was to work in DC. After I hit a dead end there, I went to graduate school in mathematics, as that was the discipline for my bachelors degree. Two failed marriages later, I finished my fully elucidated solution to the problem of poverty, the second (2012) edition of “Popular Capitalism”. [The first edition of “Popular Capitalism” was copyrighted in 1986.] The urban design is only adumbrated there and I had hoped, with the great success of “Popular Capitalism”, to work on its design accompaniment in drawings.

However, that book did not sell. Nor did the one which showed how to end the present great depression and the federal debt, which crises, along with the government shutdown crisis, was keeping people from considering “Popular Capitalism”. Or so I thought.

In any event, I made the move to New York City, where I thought I could build up a set of book shops in which to do readings and so forth, while working as a software developer or consultant at financial firms, or sing in an opera chorus, or maybe be a professor of economics. Unfortunately, none of this transpired in a significant way.

What happened now is that I had a recruiter call me about a Senior Developer position at Disney in New York City. I have had many disappointing experiences with recruiters in the past, but this would be the closest thing to a Disney Imagineer for which I could hope. I have already solved the problem of poverty, so I am ready to hold that position indefinitely.