Most American adults wake around 6 to 7 in the morning. Get to work at 8 or 9. Knock off around 5. Home again, 6-ish. Fifty weeks a year. For about 45 years. Most are glad to have the work, but don’t really choose it. They may dream, they may study and even train for work they intensely want; but sooner or later, for most, that doesn’t pan out. Then they take what they can and make do. Most have families to support, so they need their jobs more than their jobs admit to needing them. They’re employees. And, as employees, most have no say whatsoever about much of anything on the job. The purpose or service, the short and long-term goals of the company, are considered quite literally “none of their business” - though these issues drastically influence every aspect of their lives. No matter that they’ve given years to the day-to-day survival of the business; employees (even when they’re called “managers”) mostly take orders. Or else. It seems an odd way to structure a free society: Most people have little or no authority over what they do five days a week for 45 years. Doesn’t sound much like “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” Sounds like a nation of drones.
- Michael Ventura, Someone is Stealing Your Life, LA Weekly Jan. 26, 1990
"Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it."
A kilogram of beef is responsible for more greenhouse gas emissions and other pollution than driving for 3 hours while leaving all the lights on back home.
Thank you for reblogging. I am doing a speech on “meat = evil” next week. And i can assure you that it is very hypocritical - i am a steak person for as long as i could remember.
haha, reminds me of that episode of 30 rock where Liz’s neighbor opens her mail and gives it back to her, one magazine was about vegetarians, the other was like Steak lovers or something. anyways, as a vegetarian…I mean good friend I’d like to wish you the best of luck on your speech!
Thank you. I need the luck certainly. Also, please give Amir a hug on my behalf. He is the most precious boy ever. I happen to know a kid about 7, who looks like Amir but without the watermelon! I will find some pictures and post them soon!