A tiny Mungo manifesto
I shouldn't, perhaps, complain. Despite being hideously underpaid for my experience ( I have a doctorate after all), I still make a bit above minimum wage, Despite having no benefits or healthcare through work, I do work with some very fine and convivial people. Despite having absolutely no say in my workplace, the managers in the store are pretty much not insane, and the hours aren't horrible......
...still about 2pm I found myself wishing the time would hurry, that the day would be over.
Lets consider that a moment: I'm 62. Why on earth would I wish for less time?
Yet I did. I found the time so onerous that I, in essence, wished to die sooner. How many hours, I thought, have I similarly wasted? How many days? Yet the oligarchs that control our lives, born to pamper and privilege, have created this life for us, our "job creators", to line their own already lush pockets, leaving our lives barely tolerable, barely there, and we are to fall to our knees and shout " oh lawsy lawsy, massa done give me a JOB!"
I grew up in the segregated South, far, far too close to the living sickness of slavery. I know Jim Crow. I'm white, but I know the smell.
I don't think so.
I can hear it now: "Waaa Waaa Waaa, you don't like your job. NOBODY likes their job. Man up and suffer."
I used to say those things as well. Then I got some life behind me. Then I watched people I loved being destroyed by chasing, as Spaulding Gray once said, "a carrot, and another carrot, and another carrot."
If we are to have no wages, no say in our workplaces, no benefits, no healthcare, no unions, no free time, a life full of pollution, debt and worry....then for whom is all this work? Not us, certainly. Do you think the hunter gatherers in the Nabib get up in the morning and say: "i wish this day were already over and I was a day closer to death"? Do we really think this is a natural condition for either man or society? I doubt the !Kung in the Kalahari ever entertain such thoughts.
Neither should we. I'm tired of it.
I'm building a boat. I'm reclaiming my own life.
Come join me.