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Мне всег­да нра­вилось ра­ботать с людь­ми, по­это­му еще в шко­ле я оп­ре­дели­ла для се­бя эту сте­зю. Это, дей­стви­тель­но, очень ин­те­рес­но по­нять внут­ренние цен­ности че­лове­ка, его стрем­ле­ния, це­ли. По­нима­ние лю­дей есть ключ к дос­ти­жению эф­фектив­ности их ра­боты. Далее…

Почему я должен был уволиться (эссе на тему этики)

You can le­arn a lot abo­ut me from a qu­ick glan­ce in my clo­set. You’ll find no clot­hes, but shel­ves fil­led with mo­tori­zed Le­go kits, Erec­tor sets, mo­del roc­kets, re­mote cont­rol ra­ce cars, and bo­xes full of mo­tors, wi­res, bat­te­ri­es, pro­pel­lers, sol­de­ring irons and hand to­ols. I’ve al­wa­ys en­jo­yed bu­il­ding things. No one was surp­ri­sed when I de­cided to app­ly to col­le­ge for me­chani­cal en­gi­ne­ering.

When last May a fri­end of my fat­her’s as­ked me if I wan­ted a sum­mer job wor­king for his ma­chining com­pa­ny, I jum­ped at the op­portu­nity. I wo­uld le­arn how to use com­pu­ter-ope­rated lat­hes and mil­ling ma­chines, I wo­uld ga­in va­lu­ab­le hands-on ex­pe­ri­en­ce for my col­le­ge stu­di­es, and I’d get a go­od li­ne on my re­sumé.

Wit­hin ho­urs of be­gin­ning my new job, I le­ar­ned that my fat­her’s fri­end was a sub­cont­rac­tor for the mi­lita­ry. The com­po­nents I’d be ma­king wo­uld be used in mi­lita­ry ve­hic­les. Af­ter that first day of work, I had ma­ny conf­lic­ting tho­ughts. I’m firm­ly aga­inst the Uni­ted Sta­tes’ ove­ruse of mi­lita­ry might in the world the­ater. I’m a big cri­tic of our mis­ma­naged in­volve­ment in Iraq. I’m ap­palled by the num­ber of li­ves that ha­ve be­en lost in the Midd­le East, ma­ny of them young Ame­ricans li­ke my­self. I want our tro­ops to ha­ve the best equ­ip­ment they can, but I al­so be­li­eve that our pos­sessi­on of the best mi­lita­ry equ­ip­ment ma­kes us mo­re li­kely to go to war. Mi­lita­ry tech­no­logy con­ti­nu­es to grow mo­re let­hal, and tech­no­logi­cal de­velop­ments cre­ate a ne­ver-en­ding cyc­le of mi­lita­ry es­ca­lati­on.

Did I want to be part of this cyc­le? To this day I still we­igh the et­hi­cal di­lem­ma of my sum­mer work. We­re I to not do the job, the ve­hic­le com­po­nents wo­uld still be pro­duced. Al­so, the parts I was ma­king we­re for sup­port ve­hic­les, not as­sa­ult we­apon­ry. It’s even pos­sible that my work wo­uld be sa­ving li­ves, not en­dange­ring them. On the ot­her hand, nuc­le­ar bombs and mis­si­le gu­idan­ce sys­tems we­re all cre­ated by sci­en­tists and en­gi­ne­ers with go­od in­tenti­ons. I’m con­vinced that even the most in­no­cent in­volve­ment in the sci­en­ce of war ma­kes one comp­li­cit in war it­self.





I con­si­dered qu­it­ting the job. We­re I true to my ide­als, I re­al­ly sho­uld ha­ve wal­ked away and spent the sum­mer mo­wing lawns or bag­ging gro­ceri­es. My pa­rents ar­gu­ed in fa­vor of the ma­chinist job. They ma­de va­lid po­ints abo­ut the va­lue of the ex­pe­ri­en­ce and the wa­ys that it wo­uld le­ad to big­ger op­portu­niti­es in the fu­ture.

In the end I kept the job, part­ly from my pa­rents’ ad­vi­ce and part­ly from my own de­sire to be do­ing re­al en­gi­ne­ering work. Lo­oking back, I think my de­cisi­on was one of con­ve­ni­en­ce and co­war­di­ce. I didn’t want to in­sult my fat­her’s fri­end. I didn’t want to di­sap­po­int my pa­rents. I didn’t want to let a pro­fes­si­onal op­portu­nity slip away. I didn’t want to mow lawns.

But what do­es my de­cisi­on say abo­ut the fu­ture? My sum­mer job ma­de me re­cog­ni­ze that the mi­lita­ry is a big emp­lo­yer of en­gi­ne­ers, whet­her di­rect­ly or in­di­rect­ly. Un­do­ub­tedly I’ll be conf­ron­ting si­milar yet mo­re se­ri­ous et­hi­cal de­cisi­ons in the fu­ture. What if my first job of­fer has a stun­ning sa­lary and in­te­res­ting en­gi­ne­ering chal­lenges, but the emp­lo­yer is a de­fen­se cont­rac­tor li­ke Lock­he­ed or Ra­yt­he­on? Will I turn down the job, or will I on­ce aga­in comp­ro­mise my ide­als? I may even fa­ce such conf­licts du­ring col­le­ge. Ma­ny en­gi­ne­ering pro­fes­sors work un­der mi­lita­ry grants, so my col­le­ge re­se­arch and in­tern­ships co­uld get en­tang­led in mes­sy et­hi­cal di­lem­mas.

I’m ho­ping I’ll ma­ke a bet­ter de­cisi­on the next ti­me my ide­als are chal­lenged. If not­hing el­se, my sum­mer job has ma­de me mo­re awa­re of the ty­pes of in­forma­ti­on I want to col­lect be­fore I ac­cept a job and ar­ri­ve at my first day of work. What I le­ar­ned abo­ut my­self du­ring my sum­mer work wasn’t exact­ly flat­te­ring. In­de­ed, it ma­kes me re­ali­ze that I ne­ed col­le­ge so that I can de­velop not just my en­gi­ne­ering skills, but al­so my et­hi­cal re­aso­ning and le­aders­hip skills. I li­ke to think that in the fu­ture I’ll use my en­gi­ne­ering skills to bet­ter the world and tack­le nob­le ca­uses li­ke cli­mate chan­ge and sus­ta­ina­bili­ty. My bad de­cisi­on this past sum­mer has ins­pi­red me to lo­ok ahe­ad and find wa­ys to ma­ke my ide­als and my lo­ve of en­gi­ne­ering work to­get­her.

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