Surely many of you have read "Who moved my cheese?", the popular publication by Spencer Johnson which metaphorically summarizes the inability of some people to accept change, thinking that any past was better. This happened to "Hem" the Lilliputian. He always insisted on staying where he was, thinking that everything would be like before.
The batteries, which until recently gave us energy, have got rusty, are worn out, and there is no way to recharge them. Time to get some new batteries, and stop thinking that the will be recharged by themselves and that everything will be as before. Let´s not behave like "Hem", nothing will ever be as before, not the labor market, nor the world of grants, or the much-vaunted welfare state.
To paraphrase, we get new batteries, or what is the same: we develop new professional skills, new talents. Companies are not going to hire workers or employees, they will hire talent. They will not make indefinite contracts either, whether we like it or not, therefore our curriculum should not emphasize the studies or the companies where we worked. Instead we must learn to highlight our talents and abilities.
All or almost all of us, end up being entrepreneurs based on our capabilities, our services, independently or in teams, to make contracts for a certain period. We will become specialists.
Labor relations, as we knew them so far, were the product of a revolution, an industrial revolution, which ended in the last century and now, is on its last legs.
The business model is in a process of profound transformation that will lead to new more flexible and completely different formats and concepts, Entrepreneurs and their businesses; politicians are lounging in their state of personal and economic well-being supported by widespread corruption, and which is even socially accepted. The political parties, governmental and nongovernmental organizations, trade unions, etc have worn out their batteries. The only remedy is to get new batteries.
If your question is: Who took my batteries?, I tell you that among all those we have used, some have more than one of them than others, but no time to cry over spilled milk, no time for blaming. We've all had our share of "Hem", and no matter if it happened by mistake, omission or abuse
It's time to get new batteries, it's time of "Haw" because being a mouse is too late. And the time is now.