Today, I ran into a small protest: a squadron (herd? platoon? pack?) of young architects protesting dismal working conditions. Other than the obvious questions of 1. why the character emitting the speech bubble is a duck, and 2. what’s with the set squares?, it was encouraging to see that young architects have finally decided to organize, and to do so with some humor and good cheer despite the dismal outlook here.
Architecture is one of the hardest and most rigorous fields of study in Spain, and to have to go through six years of sleep deprivation and humiliation –while the business students seem to be permanently drunk– only to work for peanuts upon graduation –whereas the drunken business graduates soon, for the most part, go on to make a killing– is not exactly the definition of a meritocracy. If that’s not living proof of the old adage “it’s not what you know, but who you know”, then I don’t know what is.