Congrats! You made it. You finished college. You got good grades? Okay, passing grades.

Now you're gonna get a good job. Okay, a job. In 20 years maybe you'll pay off your student

loans. After working for another 30 years, you may finally be able to retire and take

that cruise to Aruba you always talk about. And then, you die. What a joke. Is this really

what God or the universe or your mother had in mind for you? Who decided this is the path

to success? The what colleges that teach you almost nothing of real value? The corporations

that need well-behaved worker bees to reach their quarterly targets? The government that

takes half your income and then wasted it? I'm here to tell you that there is another

way. I know because I'm living it. I dropped out of high school at 14. I worked minimum

wage jobs when minimum meant something. As in next to nothing. I lived out of my car

and camped in parks. And yet here I am, one of the most watched personalities on the internet.

I employ a bunch of people and I make more than the minimum wage. How did I get here without

a college degree? As someone once said, I never let my schooling interfere with my education.

My parents owned a coffee house in Chicago. I did a little bit of everything. And while

I was cleaning, cooking, or cashiering, I was also soaking up the banter, learning about

culture, politics, and why Jason hated the Republican Party, that was my education. I

didn't have some grand plan for my life. Actually, I didn't have any plan. I just worked

hard. Whether I was handing out extra crispy fries at the drive-through window or freezing

my ass off hauling luggage at O'Hare, I was always excited about what I was doing because

I knew my next job and the one after that would be better. In my early 20s, I began a career

in activism. I fundraised on behalf of Greenpeace and other environmental nonprofits. And

I was damn good at it. In fact, I was always one of their top fundraisers. But I walked

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