An Explanation
Friday, June 8, 2007
I remember back in 2003 when I started to blog first on Xanga and now Blogspot about random things (I know, it was a long time ago) and being the 1. Exhibitionist 2. Rant(er) 3. Blind sheep that I was I had to jump on that bandwagon and I really never actually gave a reason to why I blog.
So before homeland security goes through the internet and thinks that this blog is set up by some detainee in Gitmo or the Chinese version in Siberia (or is that Russia...where do the Chinese put their angry political prisioners?), trying to make Americans sympathetic to my un-natural communist or otherwise cause...sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Rumsfeld. But how about becomming sympathetic to my cause.
My life for the last few years since I started blogging has been living in my own personal bubble, strapped to a guerney (sp) where the powers that be use Chinese water torture to make me submit/tear my intelligence down.
But what is sick is reading my friends post, they all have something in common, this need to vent about college/post college/ quarter-life crisis of sorts. We all have the same complaints, asked to do meanial tasks, to kiss the ass of someone to make them happy. You know how the old adage goes "College is the best years of your life?" Well no shit. And if you think about why...as humanbeings we are social creatures. We needed to be social for the survival of our species, so you had extended families taking care of each others children, people working together to put food on the table. Your family was your safety net. College is quite similar, in order to navigate the trenches of being on your own for the first time, you form these social groups that mimic familial ties...some over zealous students even get a pet...and you know that after the first week you are asking your friends to help you take care of/hide it from resident life. Or remember (for those who were on dry campuses) when you had parties and once the R.A. knocked on your door, you hid the red cups and hope your family never peeped a word about you drinking?
However, once we get into the "real world" a world that in fact did not exist 100 years ago ( I have proof)...we are no longer allowed to live in social sphere that we humans thrive upon. No instead we pay a shit load of money for apts where you cram as many people in to make your rent cheaper, I think I saw an ad on craigslist for a bathtub for $600 a month, prime Greenwich Village location. Work long hours where we live in cubicles and drink shit corporate coffee or if we do get an opportunity to be somewhat social (in HR called being a team player) it is with people who you dont like and all you can do is speak in netral HR speak so they dont figure out just how much you hate them. Extended familial ties? Good friends?? Not when you are in your 20's and single in NYC. My bestest friends live all over the country (fine SI (hi Tiff)/NJ/MA most of them and one in Italy) and my life in NY/NJ consists of going to the gym, and going out partying (which really consists of me getting pissed drunk, embarassing myself, and then dancing on a table top/bar somewhere until I sober up enough to realize that I should be on the NJ transit) I mean – working hard at the office...
I don't want to sound like the utopian in this blogsphere (Voltaire anyone?) but truth is, in an optimistic light, it is not impossible to get those things we do want. If we do give up all those things that human ambitions drive us to acquire and create this divide-and-conquer mentality of a social structure, we do get back those things we miss and love.But frankly a lot of it is self-inflicted. It was our ambition that drove us to move to large cities thousands of miles or even hundred of miles away from home – well I am from NYC so practically 2 miles away from home, our sense of curiosity. If a society didn't permit that, or didn't encourage it (hmm communist china 30 years ago) we would WANT it. It is an incorrigible human flaw. How can we change this? I don't think we can.Now obviously this applies on a level where our choice matters, if we were trabajadors de maquilladoras, its a whole different problem, and it also becomes our guilt, those of us creating and perpetuating this system that renders us miserable for selfish reasons, and renders them impoverished and in dangerous careers.Oh god. No solution...
I am actually laughing about what I have just written rather than hitting myself in the head for writing this.
I swear I don’t have a hangover. I just think like this everyday.
So before homeland security goes through the internet and thinks that this blog is set up by some detainee in Gitmo or the Chinese version in Siberia (or is that Russia...where do the Chinese put their angry political prisioners?), trying to make Americans sympathetic to my un-natural communist or otherwise cause...sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Rumsfeld. But how about becomming sympathetic to my cause.
My life for the last few years since I started blogging has been living in my own personal bubble, strapped to a guerney (sp) where the powers that be use Chinese water torture to make me submit/tear my intelligence down.
But what is sick is reading my friends post, they all have something in common, this need to vent about college/post college/ quarter-life crisis of sorts. We all have the same complaints, asked to do meanial tasks, to kiss the ass of someone to make them happy. You know how the old adage goes "College is the best years of your life?" Well no shit. And if you think about why...as humanbeings we are social creatures. We needed to be social for the survival of our species, so you had extended families taking care of each others children, people working together to put food on the table. Your family was your safety net. College is quite similar, in order to navigate the trenches of being on your own for the first time, you form these social groups that mimic familial ties...some over zealous students even get a pet...and you know that after the first week you are asking your friends to help you take care of/hide it from resident life. Or remember (for those who were on dry campuses) when you had parties and once the R.A. knocked on your door, you hid the red cups and hope your family never peeped a word about you drinking?
However, once we get into the "real world" a world that in fact did not exist 100 years ago ( I have proof)...we are no longer allowed to live in social sphere that we humans thrive upon. No instead we pay a shit load of money for apts where you cram as many people in to make your rent cheaper, I think I saw an ad on craigslist for a bathtub for $600 a month, prime Greenwich Village location. Work long hours where we live in cubicles and drink shit corporate coffee or if we do get an opportunity to be somewhat social (in HR called being a team player) it is with people who you dont like and all you can do is speak in netral HR speak so they dont figure out just how much you hate them. Extended familial ties? Good friends?? Not when you are in your 20's and single in NYC. My bestest friends live all over the country (fine SI (hi Tiff)/NJ/MA most of them and one in Italy) and my life in NY/NJ consists of going to the gym, and going out partying (which really consists of me getting pissed drunk, embarassing myself, and then dancing on a table top/bar somewhere until I sober up enough to realize that I should be on the NJ transit) I mean – working hard at the office...
I don't want to sound like the utopian in this blogsphere (Voltaire anyone?) but truth is, in an optimistic light, it is not impossible to get those things we do want. If we do give up all those things that human ambitions drive us to acquire and create this divide-and-conquer mentality of a social structure, we do get back those things we miss and love.But frankly a lot of it is self-inflicted. It was our ambition that drove us to move to large cities thousands of miles or even hundred of miles away from home – well I am from NYC so practically 2 miles away from home, our sense of curiosity. If a society didn't permit that, or didn't encourage it (hmm communist china 30 years ago) we would WANT it. It is an incorrigible human flaw. How can we change this? I don't think we can.Now obviously this applies on a level where our choice matters, if we were trabajadors de maquilladoras, its a whole different problem, and it also becomes our guilt, those of us creating and perpetuating this system that renders us miserable for selfish reasons, and renders them impoverished and in dangerous careers.Oh god. No solution...
I am actually laughing about what I have just written rather than hitting myself in the head for writing this.
I swear I don’t have a hangover. I just think like this everyday.
What the hell? are you high?
ha! are you kidding? I think what I wrote is brilliant. then again, I've heard people say really smart things when they are high.