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You know the score. Wake up, go to work/school. Talk about games/tv shows/movies and then went home, played a game/read a book and went to bed.
That used to be me as well, until I started taking an interest in the world around me. Getting involved in protest, civil disobedience, writing to MPs, trying to do something to change what I percieve to be an unjust, corrupt, inherently stupid society.
I've had endless arguments on here with people about war/politics/life and then it hit me.
I realised that there was no point discussing how to change life with people over the internet. Especially arguing moralistic issues with people that do nothing except write messages and preen like self-satisfied peacocks.
And I was just as bad.
I've raged against stupidity/television/illiteracy amongst young users with txt speak/general monginess of most people/lack of interest in the world.
And I went home to read/play video games and that was about it.
Come to work, post crap here about why the world sucks, smoke and tell rubbish jokes.
And then it hit me.
Despite my words here, despite arguing with Bell etc about how to change this planet, despite writing to try and affect change around me, trying to bring immoral and unjust situations to people's attentions, I still come to work, drink my coffee, smoke and stare out of the window.
And then it hit me.
I wasn't actually doing anything to change my world.
So I did. I carefully considered everything around me. My values, what I percieved as an idiot morass of people not interested in anything except their own homes. People stupid enough to read The Daily Mail and actually believe the hateful scaremongering they read inside. People stupid enough to think immigration is actually an issue instead of a smokescreen designed to keep you frightened and locked inside watching Eastenders.
I reached a point in my life, a convergence of emotions that forced me to re-evaluate my life. How I see things, what I believe in, how I feel about the things around me.
And it didn't sit well with me.
Despite my passion, despite my morals, despite my beliefs, I come to a nice boring job, create marketing presentations and sell stuff.
I sell things people don't need to make more money for people to spend on themselves.
That is not the way I wish to live my life, I cannot allow myself to wallow in self-important comfortableness, surrounded with nice shiny things and pontificate about the world around me.
It didn't feel right, I couldn't balance being aware of things wrong around me, yet continue to pursue my nice comfortable life and, ultimately, do nothing to affect change.
So what did I do yesterday?
I quit my job.
Handed my notice in and made choices that will make me feel like a better person.
I quit my boring, stupid marketing job and I'm going to teacher-training college to teach English.
I can't just sit by and watch this world deteriorate into a mindless scrum of tv-obsessed me-monkeys that think Shakespeare is "crap innit", think txt speak is acceptable, have no idea who Keats is, are unaware of the power of words and language.
I want to try, even if just one kid, to get them to realise they have entire worlds of imagination and passion inside them if they want to access it.
I want to get across to people that life is more than television/mortgages/soap operas/pop idol/heat magazine/tony blair.
I may fall on my ass, I may get tired of trying to do something positive but goddamnit, at least I'm going to try to do something.
I don't want a job where I sell useless products to people, I dont want a job that doesn't challenge me in any aspect whatsoever.
I don't want to argue morals with people that are unwilling to put their thoughts into action.
I've quit my nice job after 3 and a half years and, instead, I'm going to be a teacher.
Today is one of the most frightning/exciting days I can remember.
4 weeks left of meaningless work, then 2 years+ of learning/exams before I can tell myself that, finally, I'm doing more than trying to convince other people that there is more out there.
May be the best thing I've ever done, may be the biggest mistake I've ever made.
I'll let you know when I come out the other side. But one thing I do know?
I've had enough of sitting on my ass preaching about trying to change the world instead of actually getting out there and doing it.
There it is.
That used to be me as well, until I started taking an interest in the world around me. Getting involved in protest, civil disobedience, writing to MPs, trying to do something to change what I percieve to be an unjust, corrupt, inherently stupid society.
I've had endless arguments on here with people about war/politics/life and then it hit me.
I realised that there was no point discussing how to change life with people over the internet. Especially arguing moralistic issues with people that do nothing except write messages and preen like self-satisfied peacocks.
And I was just as bad.
I've raged against stupidity/television/illiteracy amongst young users with txt speak/general monginess of most people/lack of interest in the world.
And I went home to read/play video games and that was about it.
Come to work, post crap here about why the world sucks, smoke and tell rubbish jokes.
And then it hit me.
Despite my words here, despite arguing with Bell etc about how to change this planet, despite writing to try and affect change around me, trying to bring immoral and unjust situations to people's attentions, I still come to work, drink my coffee, smoke and stare out of the window.
And then it hit me.
I wasn't actually doing anything to change my world.
So I did. I carefully considered everything around me. My values, what I percieved as an idiot morass of people not interested in anything except their own homes. People stupid enough to read The Daily Mail and actually believe the hateful scaremongering they read inside. People stupid enough to think immigration is actually an issue instead of a smokescreen designed to keep you frightened and locked inside watching Eastenders.
I reached a point in my life, a convergence of emotions that forced me to re-evaluate my life. How I see things, what I believe in, how I feel about the things around me.
And it didn't sit well with me.
Despite my passion, despite my morals, despite my beliefs, I come to a nice boring job, create marketing presentations and sell stuff.
I sell things people don't need to make more money for people to spend on themselves.
That is not the way I wish to live my life, I cannot allow myself to wallow in self-important comfortableness, surrounded with nice shiny things and pontificate about the world around me.
It didn't feel right, I couldn't balance being aware of things wrong around me, yet continue to pursue my nice comfortable life and, ultimately, do nothing to affect change.
So what did I do yesterday?
I quit my job.
Handed my notice in and made choices that will make me feel like a better person.
I quit my boring, stupid marketing job and I'm going to teacher-training college to teach English.
I can't just sit by and watch this world deteriorate into a mindless scrum of tv-obsessed me-monkeys that think Shakespeare is "crap innit", think txt speak is acceptable, have no idea who Keats is, are unaware of the power of words and language.
I want to try, even if just one kid, to get them to realise they have entire worlds of imagination and passion inside them if they want to access it.
I want to get across to people that life is more than television/mortgages/soap operas/pop idol/heat magazine/tony blair.
I may fall on my ass, I may get tired of trying to do something positive but goddamnit, at least I'm going to try to do something.
I don't want a job where I sell useless products to people, I dont want a job that doesn't challenge me in any aspect whatsoever.
I don't want to argue morals with people that are unwilling to put their thoughts into action.
I've quit my nice job after 3 and a half years and, instead, I'm going to be a teacher.
Today is one of the most frightning/exciting days I can remember.
4 weeks left of meaningless work, then 2 years+ of learning/exams before I can tell myself that, finally, I'm doing more than trying to convince other people that there is more out there.
May be the best thing I've ever done, may be the biggest mistake I've ever made.
I'll let you know when I come out the other side. But one thing I do know?
I've had enough of sitting on my ass preaching about trying to change the world instead of actually getting out there and doing it.
There it is.
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Insane Bartender wrote:
I wished you well on your little voyage of
> self-discovery. Be a little more appreciative.
--
Sure.
Thanks!!!!!!
I wished you well on your little voyage of
> self-discovery. Be a little more appreciative.
--
Sure.
Thanks!!!!!!
Make all the daft comments you want, I don't care. It's just an internet forum, something to pass the time.
And hey, for all you "Goatboy is mean" people, me not being here at work means me not posting.
Which has gotta be a good thing right?
And hey, for all you "Goatboy is mean" people, me not being here at work means me not posting.
Which has gotta be a good thing right?
Nice one Goaty! I remember the day I quit my job as a solicitor for similar sorts of reasons. Feels GOOD, doesn't it?!
Goatboy wrote:
> IB can sneer, it doesn't matter. I dont know the bloke and his
> opinion means zero to me.
Who's sneering? I wished you well on your little voyage of self-discovery. Be a little more appreciative.
> IB can sneer, it doesn't matter. I dont know the bloke and his
> opinion means zero to me.
Who's sneering? I wished you well on your little voyage of self-discovery. Be a little more appreciative.
*Tries to Hold off on the daft comments*
No.. I.. Can't...
Ros send him a photocopy of your breasts.
That'll make peace with him.
No.. I.. Can't...
Ros send him a photocopy of your breasts.
That'll make peace with him.
I apologised. Not much else I can do if you won't accept that.
Rosalind wrote:
But I want to quantify that by
> saying that I also admire people who didn't have to discover that
> they needed to give up a well paid job to do something worthwhile,
> but who have always known that they wanted to do that.
>
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It's nothing to do with quitting a well-paid job.
It's about quitting a job that made me feel worthless, went against what I believe in.
There is no martyr act here, just explaining what's been racing through my head for months and months and finally exploded yesterday with a resignation.
I *have* to do this, I can't explain it.
I cannot sit here writing about the evils of war, the stupidity of youth blah blah blah and then go home, play KOTR and get laid.
It's like a switch has gone off inside me, and nothing anybody says matters to me because this is the right thing for me.
IB can sneer, it doesn't matter. I dont know the bloke and his opinion means zero to me.
Same as you.
Same as anybody else on this planet outside of my family.
I did this for my own reasons, and that's all there is to it.
But I want to quantify that by
> saying that I also admire people who didn't have to discover that
> they needed to give up a well paid job to do something worthwhile,
> but who have always known that they wanted to do that.
>
----------
It's nothing to do with quitting a well-paid job.
It's about quitting a job that made me feel worthless, went against what I believe in.
There is no martyr act here, just explaining what's been racing through my head for months and months and finally exploded yesterday with a resignation.
I *have* to do this, I can't explain it.
I cannot sit here writing about the evils of war, the stupidity of youth blah blah blah and then go home, play KOTR and get laid.
It's like a switch has gone off inside me, and nothing anybody says matters to me because this is the right thing for me.
IB can sneer, it doesn't matter. I dont know the bloke and his opinion means zero to me.
Same as you.
Same as anybody else on this planet outside of my family.
I did this for my own reasons, and that's all there is to it.
I don't care.
I'm better than all of you. :)
I'm better than all of you. :)
I'm sick of it, I'm sick of people getting defensive.
If you're happy and secure and, deep down are happy, then you wouldn't care if someone suggests that you might not be happy.
Which I didn't, at any point.
I'm sick of listening to people moan about how rubbish it all is, myself included, yet do nothing but go home to watch television and wait for their pension.
I'm sick of seeing illiterate kids outside my house causing problems because they've never been shown how use their imaginations, to love reading and writing and expressions of the soul.
I'm sick of feeling so absolutely futile and hypocritical.
I'm sick of reading endless self-pitying posts from whiny "where's life going?" people who lack the balls to go for something they want to.
I'm sick of writing my thoughts and feelings, and then defending them for the next hour.
Stop shouting at me for pointing out I've decided to try and do what I feel is right.
It's fire easier to p#ss on someone else's fire than it is to start your own eh?
If you're happy and secure and, deep down are happy, then you wouldn't care if someone suggests that you might not be happy.
Which I didn't, at any point.
I'm sick of listening to people moan about how rubbish it all is, myself included, yet do nothing but go home to watch television and wait for their pension.
I'm sick of seeing illiterate kids outside my house causing problems because they've never been shown how use their imaginations, to love reading and writing and expressions of the soul.
I'm sick of feeling so absolutely futile and hypocritical.
I'm sick of reading endless self-pitying posts from whiny "where's life going?" people who lack the balls to go for something they want to.
I'm sick of writing my thoughts and feelings, and then defending them for the next hour.
Stop shouting at me for pointing out I've decided to try and do what I feel is right.
It's fire easier to p#ss on someone else's fire than it is to start your own eh?
Rosalind wrote:
> Its funny the way you tar everyone with the brush.
>
> Personally I think I do something worthwhile for my job.
>
> I'm glad that you have made a decision that your happy with, to try
> and change the world for the better, but don't assume there aren't
> any other people here who do a job on a crappy wage, because they
> think it has worth. I'm proud of what I do.
This was my original post. I felt that original tone of the post was intended to put us down, and show how much better you are because you have given up your job to do something worthwhile.
Okay you've said that wasn't your intention, and its hard to read posts exactly as they were intended, but I hope that you can see the elements of the post that might make it look as if it was meant the way I took it.
I shouldn't have said stuff about teachers your right. I've had some rather bad experiances with teachers and one of my pet hates is people who think they are better than me, as alot of people seem to think.
I do admire you for doing something that you think will make a differnce, as I think I have said. But I want to quantify that by saying that I also admire people who didn't have to discover that they needed to give up a well paid job to do something worthwhile, but who have always known that they wanted to do that.
Sorry for the offense I've caused. Also don't see this post as back peddling because I'm a coward.
> Its funny the way you tar everyone with the brush.
>
> Personally I think I do something worthwhile for my job.
>
> I'm glad that you have made a decision that your happy with, to try
> and change the world for the better, but don't assume there aren't
> any other people here who do a job on a crappy wage, because they
> think it has worth. I'm proud of what I do.
This was my original post. I felt that original tone of the post was intended to put us down, and show how much better you are because you have given up your job to do something worthwhile.
Okay you've said that wasn't your intention, and its hard to read posts exactly as they were intended, but I hope that you can see the elements of the post that might make it look as if it was meant the way I took it.
I shouldn't have said stuff about teachers your right. I've had some rather bad experiances with teachers and one of my pet hates is people who think they are better than me, as alot of people seem to think.
I do admire you for doing something that you think will make a differnce, as I think I have said. But I want to quantify that by saying that I also admire people who didn't have to discover that they needed to give up a well paid job to do something worthwhile, but who have always known that they wanted to do that.
Sorry for the offense I've caused. Also don't see this post as back peddling because I'm a coward.
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