|  | August 1998We Who WorkBy Michael J. Katin, MD | 
		
    Laissez les bon temps rouler  
    
It becomes more obvious that the population of the 
United States, and possibly even of the world, is 
becoming divided into two camps.  Where previous 
divisions were established by race and religion, the 
new differentiation is between people who feel 
obligated to go to work regularly and those who see 
this attitude as reactionary.
    
 Woody Allen said it best:  "Eighty percent of success is showing up."  
      A corollary was supplied by Yogi Berra:  "You give 100% in the first half 
      of the game, and if that isn't enough in the second half you give what's 
      left." 
    
Regardless of percentages, most of us in radiation 
oncology are here because we did everything required to 
accomplish our goals.  Radiation oncologists, radiation 
therapists, nurses, physicists, dosimetrists, and 
engineers all had to go through rigorous training, pass 
certifying examinations (usually) and maintain 
competence with continuing education.  At many times 
during these years it would have been much easier to  
get off the treadmill.  A lot of other people have 
taken the easier way out, at least in the short term.  
    
 Everybody agrees it's a pain to get up early to go to school, go to the hospital, 
      go to the office, and then on top of that go to educational conferences 
      that will usually have you starting at 7 am in a different time zone.  We 
      may now be to the point that the vast majority of the population takes each 
      day as it comes.  many of these people have a fatalistic view that things 
      will take care of themselves, and often do, and if they happen to look like 
      Mark Wahlberg or Cameron Diaz in addition, that makes it even easier.  They 
      can get by with part-time employment in positions that fill in gaps from 
      professionals or in businesses that are spin- offs from primary occupations.  
      Often these people can set their own time schedules and reschedule at short 
      notice.  There are also people who work only when absolutely necessary to 
      get by, usually not declaring income for taxes or social security and certainly 
      not possessing health insurance, knowing (accurately) that they will get 
      care when they get into trouble. 
    
 Many of us who live by a regimented schedule also have to be prepared 
      to stop what we're doing at short notice for the sake of our obligation 
      to our profession. Let it be noted that I was called in to administer the 
      first treatment of 1981 at MGH on a weekend when I was on call.  It happened 
      to be to a bag of plasma.  I parked on Blossom Street and went in and waited 
      for the plasma to arrive.  The temperature was well below zero (and lower 
      each time I tell about it) and when I got out to my car it refused to start.  
      I spent the next 3 hours trying to link up with AAA to get the car towed 
      and was able to retrieve it two days later after "servicing" which in fact 
      consisted of waiting for the temperature outside to go up.  It would have 
      taken less time but I called AA by mistake first, and they wouldn't come 
      out unless they were convinced that I truly wanted to be helped. 
    
 This is not to aggrandize what I did that weekend but I did it because 
      I was supposed to do it.  Other people don't seem to be influenced by this 
      concept.  Right now the economy is booming and there should be enough overflow 
      to support the legions of reluctant and partially-educated workers that 
      have appeared, but things change.  Whether the Dow Jones Industrial Average 
      will make it over 10,000 is speculative, but it won't stay up there and 
      one of these days there may not be as much wealth to go around.  But they'll 
      adjust, since they always have.  We'll still go to work every day but we 
      may be impaired by the lamprey-like 
      evolution of the peripheral population, with the oral disc of one or more 
      of these creatures firmly attached to our bodies.  I can only hope mine 
      look like Cameron Diaz. 
    
email: mkatin@radiotherapy.com