We’re all going to work until we’re so old that when we retire we don’t get to enjoy what’s left of our lives. Instead we’ll get to experience non-stop health problems, hospital visits, surgeries, daily pill schedules you can’t skip or you die, and general exhaustion.
Literally happening to both my parents exactly like this.
And that’s if you even make it to retirement, which I’ve personally witnessed a few people not do.
It’s a scam y’all. Dipshits floating around on yachts while we die working. Wanna fix it all? Gotta get together, hold hands, and have a general strike until our demands are met. Totally possible, but not going to happen.
I’ll probably be found at my desk on a Monday, not even first thing, but like, at 11:45, after dying there sometime Friday afternoon, and people just thought I was “working late” and left for the weekend, while I’m a literal corpse.
Whatever. I’m over it. I won’t have any fucks left to give when that happens because I won’t be alive to give any fucks.
This is it. This is literally the secret behind which Utopia is sealed. There are so, so many decent, empathetic humans that we could easily banish the narcissist, malevolent dipshits that make earth hell from our society.
Problem: even “good” humans have their flaws baked into their genes and brains, we are far too easily swept up into a a “us vs. them” dynamic. The only way of fixing this is to manually control your emotional behaviour and correct yourself constantly.
Don‘t exhaust yourself with that, but try to remember what you really value before becoming a puppet for people with bad interests.
Nah dawg.
We’re all going to work until we’re so old that when we retire we don’t get to enjoy what’s left of our lives. Instead we’ll get to experience non-stop health problems, hospital visits, surgeries, daily pill schedules you can’t skip or you die, and general exhaustion.
Literally happening to both my parents exactly like this.
And that’s if you even make it to retirement, which I’ve personally witnessed a few people not do.
It’s a scam y’all. Dipshits floating around on yachts while we die working. Wanna fix it all? Gotta get together, hold hands, and have a general strike until our demands are met. Totally possible, but not going to happen.
I don’t expect to retire.
I’ll probably be found at my desk on a Monday, not even first thing, but like, at 11:45, after dying there sometime Friday afternoon, and people just thought I was “working late” and left for the weekend, while I’m a literal corpse.
Whatever. I’m over it. I won’t have any fucks left to give when that happens because I won’t be alive to give any fucks.
This is it. This is literally the secret behind which Utopia is sealed. There are so, so many decent, empathetic humans that we could easily banish the narcissist, malevolent dipshits that make earth hell from our society.
Problem: even “good” humans have their flaws baked into their genes and brains, we are far too easily swept up into a a “us vs. them” dynamic. The only way of fixing this is to manually control your emotional behaviour and correct yourself constantly. Don‘t exhaust yourself with that, but try to remember what you really value before becoming a puppet for people with bad interests.
I worry that even if everything was right in my life it still wouldn’t be enough. Passion has become so rare.