Radical?! There you have it. I got sabotaged to get called “radical”. Is not owning a pair of doc martens a minimum requirement? I did own a bomber jacket once. Way too big, but simply had to have it for no good reason other than to have it. I never returned to that store for getting pushed to buy it. How popular could it be if they only had one? I was to make the best of it, really. Unable to analyze why I had to at all. Silly teenager unable to recognize the powers that dictate the fashions of this engineered world. But, not so silly that I would let anyone talk me into getting docs too. Better invest my crumbs of hard-earned money in school books filled with nonsense and outright lies, and learn how to fail.
Radical? I got sabotaged from enjoying life, to see doctored programs operate to keep people busy. Watching people enjoy their spot in the matrix. They seem unconcerned with the fact that their words are hollow repeats dictated by programs. Readily aligning to like what they are allowed to enjoy. One day the same as the next, really. Unable to ponder on without getting out of the shiny box. Continue reading
Human economies have no separate existence; they are not some universal latent design waiting for the human substrate to be displayed. We ask the wrong questions with: “What is wrong with the economy and how can we fix it?” Our first efforts must be to understand the origin of how we have come to exchange materials and behaviors, and then to ask: “Is this how we want to do our exchanges and what are the consequences?” It may seem a monumental task to retool the present way of assigning value and doing exchanges, but the current depth of troubles are pointing more and more directly to the conclusion that our present economic structures have run Continue reading
They always seemed a step ahead of me. I could not figure it out. How could they know? They did not know me. So, how did they do that? Oh my. How naive. Of course they were ahead of me. Not one step, but many roads. They knew what I was going to do before I could decide on it.
The job interview was indeed to get to know me. They wanted to know how to manipulate me, and I needed to give them that information. As I went about my work, they would add more information to my file to make sure that they could trigger me to do whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it. They had all the information that they needed, because I kept giving it Continue reading
There is a lot of my freedom that they have taken away from me. But, I am not fooled by it. They got me to let go of all the material nonsense that they tell me to attach value and worth to. I no longer have to worry about choosing worthless things. My mind is no longer pre-occupied with getting the latest of the latest, and forgetting that the last latest must not be worth anything if I am to look for a new latest so soon after getting the last one. Just typing the sentence makes me rejoice in no longer getting distracted by it. Continue reading
The phrase “to fit in our team” is to pay rent for having occupied my mind for too long, or I need to set it free immediately. I used to wonder what it really meant. In my line of previous thinking, it should mean that my contribution to team work should be complimentary to the contributions of the other team members. So, to assess whether I fit in, my qualifications and capabilities should be evaluated. And that is how I prepared for job interviews and the occasional reviews. I did not mind showing them that I knew how to tie my own shoelaces and to button my own coat.
After a while on the job, my line of thinking would seem to be out of sync. People did not like the way I did things. I could turn in an excellent report, but I would then have to listen to nonsense about my behavior. Continue reading