The Dame was having blood taken by a newly qualified doctor from Imperial — one of the world’s great universities, home to some of the sharpest minds on the planet.
Two things she said stopped the Dame cold.
First: brilliant Imperial graduates — engineers, scientists, people with serious degrees in hard subjects — cannot find jobs. Second, and worse: after surviving three brutal rounds of interviews, they are being dismissed without a word of encouragement or a scrap of useful feedback. Blunt rejection. Nothing more.
Name them. Shame them. These companies are telling you everything you need to know about their culture.
But the real crisis runs deeper. If the cream of the graduate cohort is being left on the shelf, what hope is there for the millions of ordinary young people trying to get started? The first rungs of the career ladder used to mean grunt work — unglamorous, underpaid, but it got you in. AI has kicked those rungs away.
We are all going to make money from AI. But we are making it on the backs of a generation whose prospects we are quietly destroying.
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