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fiat_knoxI came across an article today, Five Things You Should Not Be Afraid Of." These are:-
1. Doing It Your Way.
2. Your Circumstances.
3. Hard Work
4. Failure.
5. Having Fun.
I only care about the following:-
1. Someone thinking that they don't want me to do it my way, and putting a gun to my head to force me to do something they want, their way.
2. Someone thinking that my circumstances make me ripe for recruitment into their schemes, because face it, I don't have a life so I might as well be put to use for them.
3. Having my time taken away from me by someone who thinks "hard work" means "cleaning the streets of dog shit in a jumpsuit for benefits."
4. Being told that because my life doesn't benefit some rich guy, I am a failure and therefore am ripe for enlistment in this growing army of dogshit scrapers in jumpsuits.
5. Someone telling me that I was not born to have fun, but to break my back working for benefits so they can have nice clean streets to show off to their posh mates.
And I don't get afraid of the above, either.
I get angry.
I have my life. I am living it, every last second of it. If I had the cash, I'd be using it to make more by doing exactly what I'm doing now. I am doing it my way; I am proud of my circumstances; I am working damned hard to do what I do - all those late hours and early mornings, I don't just sit on the sofa watching Jeremy Kyle all day - I don't fail, I only discard and abandon fruitless projects going nowhere and learn from my experience; and by Crikey, I am having fun.
Because I am alive.
I could be dead at any time. So could we all. And I think that all the Tories and the DWP crowd, with their ideas and plans and schemes, have all forgotten the basic fact that we're all on this Earth a short time, and this is no dress rehearsal. This is it. Our one and only performance.
And if they want to content themselves with being just bit parts in someone else's story, so be it. But that's not for me. I am nobody's bit part, nobody's walk-on, and nobody's standin.
1. Doing It Your Way.
2. Your Circumstances.
3. Hard Work
4. Failure.
5. Having Fun.
I only care about the following:-
1. Someone thinking that they don't want me to do it my way, and putting a gun to my head to force me to do something they want, their way.
2. Someone thinking that my circumstances make me ripe for recruitment into their schemes, because face it, I don't have a life so I might as well be put to use for them.
3. Having my time taken away from me by someone who thinks "hard work" means "cleaning the streets of dog shit in a jumpsuit for benefits."
4. Being told that because my life doesn't benefit some rich guy, I am a failure and therefore am ripe for enlistment in this growing army of dogshit scrapers in jumpsuits.
5. Someone telling me that I was not born to have fun, but to break my back working for benefits so they can have nice clean streets to show off to their posh mates.
And I don't get afraid of the above, either.
I get angry.
I have my life. I am living it, every last second of it. If I had the cash, I'd be using it to make more by doing exactly what I'm doing now. I am doing it my way; I am proud of my circumstances; I am working damned hard to do what I do - all those late hours and early mornings, I don't just sit on the sofa watching Jeremy Kyle all day - I don't fail, I only discard and abandon fruitless projects going nowhere and learn from my experience; and by Crikey, I am having fun.
Because I am alive.
I could be dead at any time. So could we all. And I think that all the Tories and the DWP crowd, with their ideas and plans and schemes, have all forgotten the basic fact that we're all on this Earth a short time, and this is no dress rehearsal. This is it. Our one and only performance.
And if they want to content themselves with being just bit parts in someone else's story, so be it. But that's not for me. I am nobody's bit part, nobody's walk-on, and nobody's standin.
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Date: 2011-03-03 08:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-03-03 08:19 pm (UTC)What if their way is acknowledging that your life, like everybody's life around you, is expendable and meaningless, and that only the half dozen people with any real money count for something?
Seriously, I'll do it my way and walk to my death with my eyes wide open. Better than than be forced to clean up someone else's shit the rest of my life.
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Date: 2011-03-03 08:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-03-03 11:33 pm (UTC)Reality's bad - I lost a brother recently - and it's made me aware of my own life's brevity, so no running away for me.