Sitting at work rn on break and having a rough one. Since lockdown has started, it feels like all I do is wake up for class, go to work, then sleep. I truly feel like I am not existing for myself, and I have never felt more alienated from the people and things I love. I try to play music to produce something just for myself, and that helps, but I always have the crushing dread of knowing what a horrible oppressive system we live in. My tiny Canadian city had an antimask rally today and I honestly think that was the final straw for my hopefulness. I just feel like all I’m allowed to do in this world is be a consumer , everyone seems to suck and despite me being typically optimistic, I truly think we may be helpless now.
Hey everybody, things maybe aren’t so bad. My coworkers at literal capitalist hell fast food restaurant drafted a petition to replace our horrible manager with the cool manager everyone likes. Maybe things do get better
Be a lazy worker unless helping your fellow workers, stealing time at work, generally getting away with as much as possible without getting fired
Crocheting and sewing. Creating little things by hand instead of having to buy them. I crocheted myself a little pouch for my phone to attach to my hiking backpack. And felt so absolutely relieved that I didn’t have to go on Amazon and buy a Protective Bag For Samsung Galaxy s6/7/8 Or iPhone 5/6/7 Attachable To 20 Types Of Backpacks Available In 5 Colours. I think that’s part of the reason the DIY and crafting movements are growing - people wanting to feel less like consumers and get back some older skills.
moved to a remote shack and became a subsistence farmer
I unironically think about you a lot because you live the life that I wish I could live, even if it isn’t perfect.
being able to sort of escape the mode of production is pretty neat but you have to hate living in the world so much that you’re willing to shorten your life expectancy to do so. i am
I mean I already shorten my life expectancy via cigarettes and alcohol exactly because I’m alienated from my labor. Not to mention all the disgusting processed/fast food I eat because i don’t have time to cook real meals because I have to drive to Virginia or wherever at 5am to work 12 hours
steal time from work as much as possible, and do non-productive things most of the day. Monkee brain like relaxation time and make crafts
