I understand why working people look forward to the weekend so much. Until two weeks ago, every day was a weekend for me. Now I have seen the other side and I want to go back!
In a way it's disgusting the way we live. I'm sitting at a desk that is littered with unnecessary junk. I'm going to bed early because I have to get up and drive to a job that I hate to prepare for a future I'm not so sure I want.
And I have a good life!
It's sad that I have to make conflict with trinkets and gainful employment because I have nothing else to be mad about. I'm not oppressed or hungry or cold or naked. Yet I feel emboldened to take on the "challenges" of living like a wage slave by posting whiny rants on the Internet like so many people gone before me. This has to be the end of humanity. We've so mastered our lives that our conflicts have moved inward.
But I'm not going to be the one to change it. The tides keep rolling, man keeps bettering himself. All that's left now is to conquer mortality, send it the way of God and the A-cup breast.
So what does a suburban, middle-class WASP like me do now? The only thing left to do: become a Hipster. . . . . .
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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I'm completely with your assessment of: "We've so mastered our lives that our conflicts have moved inward." It's completely true. Maslow's hierarchy is filled - sans self-actualization.
ReplyDeleteI think this is a beautiful problem to have. I think it's funny to bitch about, but at the same time I know it to be true. The issues is how do we make the most of the gift of easy living?
Keeping up with the Joneses sucks - so we need to find our own way to self-actualization. It's a hard question, but I prefer that to trying to find water to drink or a roof over my head.
Most would.
ReplyDeleteBut I can't help but see it as softening the species when our only challenges are the petty ones we make for ourselves.
If you're full, why bother going back to the buffet?