Kids that don't have the initiative to learn, those are the scariest ones. For them, culture only exists in that small realm that has been drilled into them by the inane media. Adults too.
I work in a haven for the bored where, for no cost beyond city taxes, you can check out up to 8 movies at a time to take back to your television.
Typing a blog looks like work, reading a novel looks like I'm not working.
The middle class in this country, even the "broke" lower-middle "working" class, which a bunch of white people who read blogs probably belong to, is fairly wealthy compared to the rest of the world. This ain't no picnic but it's not a gypsy camp in Belarus either. There are places like the Ogaden where no food will grow and the rest of the desert that has no water or a hint of the infrastructure necessary for it. But still somehow we dare to claim we are in a period of economic crisis. I'm thankful for my job. Just thankful.
Anyway, the computers at the library weren't working properly this morning. People complained. They made life hell for my co-workers. What could be so important on those computers to come in every day AND be such a jerk. People sat staring at blank screens until 45 minutes later when they miraculously came back on.
I laughed at the scene, taking solace in having recently heard an indigenous resident of Alaska talking about our unsustainable culture. His consolation is that this shit can't last forever.
Happy New Year.
J Mascis at The Way Out Club (in progress)
4 months ago