When I was 18 and coming out of high school I took a good, long, hard look at myself in the mirror. Neither one of my parents went to college. I was adopted and had two sisters that were also adopted. My dad spent 28 years in the navy (WW II generation) and lived off his pension. He had a few odd, assorted jobs after retiring from the Navy but he quit or the jobs ended otherwise and he spent the vast majority of his day sleeping and watching TV in between naps on the couch in the living room which served as his man cave.
My mom was an entrepreneur because she had to be. She catered, she did waitressing jobs, she had a little black book with phone numbers in it, her contacts came from the church or people she had met in her waitressing jobs, she also took care of elderly people (cooking, cleaning, domestic work) and one hundred percent of her work came from referrals. It was the gig economy before that was even a term. What she made she spent because my dad’s income pretty much provided for the household. My mom pitched in but I don’t either of them had a budget or kept track of anything.
My oldest sister moved out at 18 to get away from everything and so there I was coming out of high school without a plan or a clue. I went to a big high school in an affluent suburb but didn’t realize how lucky I was on that. A lot of the other kids were seriously wealthy and they would discuss places like Tulane and the Ivies and SAT’s and I had no idea what they were talking about. I had never even spoken to a counselor. My parents didn’t even bother to give me one sentence worth of advice. When high school ended, it just ended. I literally didn’t have any place to go or anything to do. I’d never taken a college entrance exam and didn’t have a clue how to even sign up for one or why I might need to take one. Out of that mess I decided that if I ever wanted to earn more than minimum wage in my life I needed to start thinking and thinking quickly.
I’m not whining either. There were other kids who faced real poverty and/or abuse and I didn’t have to deal with any of that. I had a job as a bar back at a really popular night club, I was a waiter during the week, and a bar back at night like Woody from Cheers. My best friend decided to go to the local CC so I decided to just copy what he did and it turned out to be one of the best decisions I have ever made in my life. It was cheap. I was earning college credits with my own money and I was living at home enjoying the food and the freedom. I’d tell my dad, my mom was usually out working, I was going out, and he’d just say good bye or wave. He never worried about where I was or what I was doing and he never told me when to be home. In an environment like that, I was lucky I didn’t end up on the wrong side of the law. I came up with one big conclusion. You had to figure out career first and work backwards to determine what college program might help you get into that career.
I also realized that if a bunch of people all wanted to do the same thing it would create a glut for that thing and most of those people would never accomplish their goals. Like move to Hollywood, which a lot of people wanted to do because it was cool and they liked the Oscars and so forth. I knew it was a dead end, at least for me. A lot of people wanted to be lawyers, like LA Law, back in those days but I didn’t think practicing law would be as cool as it was on TV where all the lawyers looked like models and spend 40-hours a week focused on one case. A lot of kids wanted to surf and live out by the beach and worry about career later. I felt like “following ones bliss” was fool’s gold. It sounded good in a Hollywood movie but real life isn’t a Hollywood movie. In my mind, as a young person, I felt like there was a big difference between work and fun. It was brilliant if you could combine both and get paid for it and “follow your bliss” but realistically you had to choose one or the other.
Sorry for the autobiography but it gets me to my point. The OP is right. If you are a PhD or an adjunct you can’t change the system the best thing you can do is find work outside of academia and hope that you can eventually get that tenure track job. Working as an adjunct FT at multiple colleges, which is the norm, might be an economic necessity if one is a purist and refuses to do anything but teach, but it will probably doom that person to a lifetime of being an adjunct. You can’t wait until you are stuck in that rut. You must assess the job market BEFORE you select the degree. Colleges should limit access to programs to prevent gluts in the labor market but they rarely do. It is very difficult for anyone at any age to assess the job market 10 years in the future but that is what I think must be done.