I have 23 + 1 maybe day until I have to turn in my word machine. I am excited only to be finished with it and not have to spend my time sitting behind a computer, although I imagine that's what employment feels like (except for firefighters, teachers, dansing robots, trapeze artists and the lot). I once read that adults who spend years out of full-time employment during their early twenties never recover from the mental tug-of-war between the freedom of chomage and the fulfillment of travail. I really don't know what to make of that. I mean, I'm sure it's true for some randoms but probably less true for people who are determined to rise to the top and then marginalize the rest of society. There is something terrifying about the desire-the ambition-to succeed as an individual, for it ignores the the communal forces that helped along the way. This sentence is not coherent.
All we be saying is that folks be contradictory all der life-long days and the only way to avoid insanity is to ignore the contradictions, ignore injustice, or drink.
Anyways, I made a long example but then realized this is not the place for an imaginary rant about imagination. Therefore, I present thee with a stolen graphic from Natalie Dee.
3 comments:
did i tell you i started reading the god of small things?
i'm almost finished and i'm glad that you recommended it two years ago and i finally got to it.
Aww. I had to do a presentation on that for my sorbonne class ALONE because my frenchie partner decided to drop the class instead of doing a projet avec moi. quel con!
oh yeah i remember that! i had forgotten that it was on that book in particular.
today is abraham lincoln's birthday!
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