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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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i joined up......here's to hoping to make a BIG change.....
*cries tears of anxiety and joy*
*cries tears of anxiety and joy*
Goatboy wrote:
> I mean c'mon, can any of you picture me in a tweed jacket and
> elbow-patches standing at a blackboard and saying "Now now, calm
> down...please settle down".
Bumblebees!! That's just the image I had so I've removed said articles and now have a picture of a naked man in my mind's eye. Not a pretty sight at the best of times.
> I mean c'mon, can any of you picture me in a tweed jacket and
> elbow-patches standing at a blackboard and saying "Now now, calm
> down...please settle down".
Bumblebees!! That's just the image I had so I've removed said articles and now have a picture of a naked man in my mind's eye. Not a pretty sight at the best of times.
Bah, swans aren't worth half a heron. Be away with you.
Although the dead rabbit is quite enticing.
Although the dead rabbit is quite enticing.
2 swans and a dead rabbit in the pool
But did you see a heron? Hai think not.
Today I woke at 7am
Got out of bed at 7:30am
Brushed teeth
Smoked and drank tea
Came to work
Smoked and drank tea
Leaving in 10 mins for Friday frolics
Got out of bed at 7:30am
Brushed teeth
Smoked and drank tea
Came to work
Smoked and drank tea
Leaving in 10 mins for Friday frolics
What I did today:
Got up
Waited for erection to fade
Went to toilet
Brushed teeth
Had shower
Dried hair
Got dressed
Went to college, did philosophy and biology
Got Robert Rankin book from the library
Came home
Saw heron on way home
Went for closer look, heron flew off. I didn't mind that much
Got home
Turned Led Zeppelin up loud
Turned computer on
Came on here
Ate lunch (meatfree spaghetti bolognaise...only thing I could find, I'm no vegetarian)
Watched Taxi
Pi*sed about for 15 minutes
Went back to college, did psychology this time
Came back home, no heron
Turned on computer
Wrote this
Clicked "post this message"
...hold on, I'm getting into the future now.
Got up
Waited for erection to fade
Went to toilet
Brushed teeth
Had shower
Dried hair
Got dressed
Went to college, did philosophy and biology
Got Robert Rankin book from the library
Came home
Saw heron on way home
Went for closer look, heron flew off. I didn't mind that much
Got home
Turned Led Zeppelin up loud
Turned computer on
Came on here
Ate lunch (meatfree spaghetti bolognaise...only thing I could find, I'm no vegetarian)
Watched Taxi
Pi*sed about for 15 minutes
Went back to college, did psychology this time
Came back home, no heron
Turned on computer
Wrote this
Clicked "post this message"
...hold on, I'm getting into the future now.
Courageous decision. I imagine you'll make a great teacher - with maverick edge. Personally, I couldn't go back into any classroom/teaching-space for love nor money.
I think everyone should admire Goatboy's ambition to teach. Its admiring that he throws everything away and starts a fresh.
As we go about our pathetic existance on this planet, doing the same generic routines, day in, day out, its always good to see someone making the most of their lifes and going for something they want to do.
*raises glass*
To Goatboy!
As we go about our pathetic existance on this planet, doing the same generic routines, day in, day out, its always good to see someone making the most of their lifes and going for something they want to do.
*raises glass*
To Goatboy!
Really sorry to hear that. But don't despair utterly; it's only one job, and there will be others.
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