Those of us who live in a democracy, ‘work for the man’ because we choose to: if you want a nice, well-paid, steady job within a secure social cocoon then the mining industry is not for you. The resources business regularly cycles from boom to bust and back again: in good times it pays very well but in bad times it will dump you unceremoniously, and with frightening speed, on the unemployment mullock heap.
Then when things pick up again, a depressingly low pay usually comes with a seemingly demeaning job description, but nevertheless, infinitely more interesting than driving a cab, washing dishes or working behind a check-out counter.
Working for large companies no longer guarantees a job-for-life, due to factors such as fickle commodity markets, corporate mergers and acquisitions, the NIMBY syndrome, perplexing machinations of capital markets and the nefarious maneuvers of the Masters of the Universe on Wall Street. At the smaller end of town, job security simply does not exist, not even as an illusion.
And yet hardy entrepreneurs still manage to hang on. And an intimate relationship can blossom with places like Peru, Mali, Khazakstan, Mongolia, etc..
So if you don’t want to ‘work for the man’, become a consultant and work for yourself. Deploy your networking skills, team up with other like-minded souls, hustle some funds from somewhere and start an IPO. Then, if all goes well, you become ‘The Man’ … but mind you, there are no guarantees.