It seems right now that everyone is either getting laid off, decreased salaries, losing all their money in stocks, in Madoffs, in houses, in in in in...
We are totally and completely living in history. Just spoke with my friend who got laid off from a non-profit. A day later her fiance got laid off from a not-non-profit. Months ago my wife got laid off from a major NOT-non-profit...meaning she got canned from a place that makes millions every day. A place where certain higher ups buy coffee tables for their offices that cost far more than my wife's salary.
Those of us who are conscious have often sited the injustice in teacher's salaries. "A baseball player gets 20 million for two years while a school teacher can barely buy ramen noodles."
We can now open it up to much bigger conversation. We are all, in a sense, fucked. Except, ofcourse, if you are doing an online blog about famous people. Then you make a shit ton of funds because, as it stands, as we stand, we are so bored and tired of our own lives that we simply find it more interesting to see John (from John And Kate Plus 8) wearing Ed Hardy shirts. Then we make fun of his Ed Hardy shirts. Then Spencer and Heidi annoy us. And each time they annoy us another click is sent into the web-isphere and both the website and the talent-less car crashes on that site make money...while we get deeper into depression about our lay offs, our hard earned money disappearing and our ramen noodles tasting totally monotonous.
We are tired. We are young, starting our lives and fucking exhausted. How many times have you pulled yourself by the boot straps already? A lot. Too many times, I think, for our age. Start. Stop. Do over. Repeat.
"are we happy, on this painful road
do the times and the world
make your explode?"
Hope everyone is well. Kicking ass. Writing down the names of the people who laid you off and the ones who drained your bank accounts. Not for revenge. But just so you remember in 10 years when you are at your beach house and the phone rings and it is your former employer telling you he/she just fell on hard times and do you have a job for them. You can say yes, but it will probably feel better and more just to say "good luck. in fact, goodnight and good luck." Nama-fuckin'-ste.
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Love this essay. It's funny how we always imagine that other people are doing better than we are. Good to know that we are in similar boats. I think we may sink to different depths with every setback, but no matter what depth we sink to in our lowest moments, the important part is having the determination to keep moving forward towards our goals. You said it well, my friend.
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