So,
what is going on here?
I don’t have a job
jobs mean that I get to survive, right!
oh, whoopee, BFD!
I’m not meant to survive
no one is
That’s the scam, RIGHT?!.
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This has been going on for time immemorial.
do you think that animals are lazy?
but they don’t have to work!
Sure, they are dumb . . .
dumb enough to end up on a dinner plate
or have their heads mounted on some asshole’s wall
stuff that now everyone admits ain’t cool
but they never give a good goddamn about!
So, if I am dumb enough to put up with working all my life to serve some soul less empty activity from nine to five and sometimes on weekends . . .
and it gets me nowhere further along the way to having anything I need without always being worried that I might be laid off or get fired . . .
and constantly worry about it making sure that my entire existence is set up to avoid this happening by kow tow-ing at every juncture, shutting my mouth, and selling myself short . . .
then what makes me any different than some dumb animal?
I’m going to die either way.
So why be concerned about something that is going to happen in any case? Why bother going along with the program. Why put up with constant shit from artificial lack of intelligent machines that some other maniac ass kisser came up with to get ahead of the game to get a big check to retire early on? Who the fuck is he or she anyway that they get to screw with me.
And now I’m supposed to roll up my sleeve and believe the world that I think I know all about is suddenly magically upside down . . .
And that everything that I was told before by experts is now the opposite of what was drilled in my head since I could breathe and walk and talk . . .
And that in a couple of years some fat Nazi bastard cheer leading for a bunch of CEOs from ‘too big to fail’ big banks is going to tell me that all that crap that I spent the bulk of my pitifully short painful existence struggling to get is going to disappear and in the end I will own nothing.
And I am supposed to go along without a peep and be happy about that?
And to top it off . . .
All those idiot that did roll up their sleeves because some over paid insider trading money laundering predatory officially sanctioned drug dealers who have the temerity to call themselves an industry are being euthanized in real time . . .
Those who are, more and more dropping dead in ever greater numbers out of nowhere . . .
And I am supposed to sit back and quake with fear on my couch and switch back to old reruns of “Two and a Half Men” or “Friends” and go along with it all?
Snuck down some Fentanyl?
STFU?
REALLY?
Somehow, I don’t think so.