(Well, that took long enough. I've been waiting for Blogger all day.)
Is it just me, or has Florida got serious problems picking definitions for "creative" and "class" and sticking to them? For the former term, he dances around with impressionistic ideas about what creative people do and how they do it, and I can't see anywhere he solidly establishes how to tell a creative-class worker from a non-creative-classer. (What about me, for instance? I have a Creative Classer's education, but I just spent two and a half years doing data entry and database code-monkeying. Real creative. Not. And, I need not say, not highly-paid.) At one point he even says that any job can be a Creative Class job—in which case what's the use of the distinction?
As for "class," Florida insists that it depends entirely on the work people do (on which, see above), but when he actually talks about the Creative Classers, it seems to me they have much less in common laborally (if that's a word) than culturally.
- How is the Creative Class gendered? Mary established pretty neatly that it's racially weighted. Surely the gendering of work perceived as "desirable" that we've talked about previously in relation to temps and computer workers has some relevance here. Surely, also, mothers and girlfriends and wives as well as the Service Class are taking up a lot of the housework and childrearing slack to give their Creative Class men room for their jobs and their oh-so-wonderful "experiences."
- What do the results of Tuesday's election say about the political viability of the Creative and non-Creative classes?
And a rant: This book irritated me even worse this time than the last time I read it. Suddenly I have sympathy with Daniel Bell's attitude as retailed by Florida. Florida's Creative Classers, despite his lip service to "diversity," are the Slashdot demographic writ large: self-absorbed white boys, zero sense of social responsibility (if they don't like a place, they can always just leave it!), interested in "diversity" only insofar as it amuses or coddles them and they don't have to engage seriously with it. Bah. A pox pox POX on them.