Zooming around, dealing with the minutiae of my life, it occurred to me, as it so often does, ‘What sane person gives a fuck?’. If I had more money, I would be able to ditch this boring junk and get on with my life. WHY do I have to pay the phone bill?
I am sacrificing my three score years and ten for a few beautiful moments, but mostly just boring pointless crap. I want the 70 hours a week back I spend bored and unstimulated back.
I should be rich enough to spend my days on windswept hills, looking at clouds, swimming in tropical seas and training to be a space tourist, not dicking around waiting for the man to come and fix the fridge.
This is what’s wrong with my life.
I should read Donne, or something. Or just get pissed.
[quote=“Buttercup”]Zooming around, dealing with the minutiae of my life, it occurred to me, as it so often does, ‘What sane person gives a fuck?’. If I had more money, I would be able to ditch this boring junk and get on with my life. WHY do I have to pay the phone bill?
I am sacrificing my three score years and ten for a few beautiful moments, but mostly just boring pointless crap. I want the 70 hours a week back I spend bored and unstimulated back.
I should be rich enough to spend my days on windswept hills, looking at clouds, swimming in tropical seas and training to be a space tourist, not dicking around waiting for the man to come and fix the fridge.
This is what’s wrong with my life.
I should read Donne, or something. Or just get pissed.[/quote]
Oh. My. Fod.
Ran the man has kidnapped Buttercup and is posting under her handle. Quick. Someone do something!
Eru, I am having a good old existential crisis here. At no point did I blame the Taiwanese people for my fridge repair woes, nor suggest you Taiwan loving whiteys are oppressing me.
No real reason for this thread, no deep malaise, just meandering thoughts and a deep sense that I am too pretty for all of this.
For me, having a passion helps me through such moments. My passions are my SO and my intellectual pursuits, but for some they are a sport, a hobby, or a charity. Perhaps you could try pursuing one of these? I highly, highly recommend checking out something like a charity or an animal welfare group. Nothing takes your mind off of your own troubles like helping someone who’s worse off.
No, no, that’s not the point. I’m not unhappy and have many interests, I’m just resentful that my dwindling time on this beautiful earth is wasted by work and pointless organisational tasks, which ought to be someone else’s concern. Distractions add to this, not take away.
Are you seriously suggesting that having a boyfriend or helping orphaned pandas* would be more rewarding than owning my own helicopter?
a good book is called “better off”. its tag line is “two people, one year, zero watts”. a young couple goes back to basics and has a blast in the meantime. work shouldn’t be just to pay the bills but rather a way to live.
You’re right as in “poor people are crap and worthless”?[/quote]
Nah, I was responding more to her point about wanting to sit on windswept hills looking at clouds, or swimming in tropical seas (or even lying in bed, if that’s your thing), rather than continuing with the daily grind.
Have you ever been poor, MT? Or been around poor people 24/7?
It fucking sucks.
Political correctness aside, most of them are poor for good reasons…they are, at least in America, generally ignorant, unskilled, drug addict or alcoholic, uneducated…etc. I feel sorry for their kids having to grow up in that environment. But I don’t feel the least bit sorry for them. In an advanced industrial modern first-world society, you have your choices, and you makes them. I genuinely feel sorry for poor people in Africa and India. But for poor people in Europe and North America? No, I don’t. You have had every opportunity in the world.
I make an exception for people on the streets with genuine mental problems. But that could be solved by putting them back in the mental instutions where they belong.
Sorry to come across as so Archie Bunker here, but this is the genuine attitude of a guy who’s been working-class all his life, looking down on people who don’t and don’t want to work, and just leech off of society. You work a grueling, shit job all day to barely get by, you naturally resent assholes who collect welfare benefits for doing nothing. It isn’t fair. I understand that logically I should resent the rich, took the Paris Hiltons of this world, and I hate those lazy white trash sods, too.
I don’t much care for the idea that “poor people are crap and worthless.” I realize that hasn’t got jack to do with what Buttercup is moaning about, but still.
Not gonna glorify the Working Class Hero here. And most of the working class people I’ve known and/or worked with in my earlier jobs were not folks I had much in common with. But that doesn’t make them “crap and worthless.” Not a cool thing to say or believe in my opinion.
Actually, it’s the middle class who do all that for you, not the poor or the rich. Just in my experience…the poor and the rich will both try to cheat you…but the middle class are the ones who’ll do you honest. The poor out of necessity (can’t blame’em, really) and the rich because they are just stingy bastards (how do you think they became rich in the first place?) Most people in Taiwan are middle class, so they won’t cheat you…contrast with mainland China, where most people are poor, and you’ll get cheated blind around every corner. It used to be the same 20 years ago in Taiwan, when most Taiwanese were poor - theft and cheating were as common as day, all because the Taiwanese didn’t have any money. But now that the Taiwanese don’t have to worry about money anymore (not so much) they have suddenly turned honest.
Most people just want to do an honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay. Those who don’t…fuck’em. They don’t fit in society. This goes equally for the rich inheritors who have never worked a day in their lives, and the underclass who are third-generation welfare recipients. I have no sympathy for any of them. Too many real people work hard at real jobs for that to happen.
and trudge forward.