Slacker or not, you should love what you do
Last week, I was finally introduced to the music of the up-and-coming New York band Harlem Shakes, most of whose members are Yale ’06, and it reminded me of a Robert Frost poem. The comparison wasn’t artistic, but biographical. As I thought about how fantastic it was that this handful of Yalies decided to go into indie rock rather than consulting, I was reminded of the oft-quoted last stanza of Frost’s “Two Tramps in Mud-Time,” the one that begins: “But yield who will to their separation, / My object in living is to unite / My avocation and my vocation / As my two eyes make one in sight.”...
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