Enough is Enough.
Here’s our way out of this economy’s hyperactive consumer death spiral.
I’ve had enough.
I’m a promising young American and I’ve hated every job I’ve ever had. I don’t like fast fashion, fast food or Marvel sequels. I don’t like Target. I don’t like expensive clubs or expensive cafés or expensive remodeled gentrifier apartments. I don’t like what socializing is like these days, what options I have if I want to enjoy my life with other human beings.
Even if I liked the options, it costs too much money to have fun. It is prohibitively expensive for ordinary people to live in a way that’s really comfortable and every lucrative job description reads like a jail sentence. Not to mention, we criminalize poverty so much that being poor is practically a jail sentence all on its own.
I have two words for American capitalism: fuck this.
The problem is, of course, that walking away from it is not allowed.
Every time I think I’ve found a way to live a good life without running the ol’ rat race, it’s replete with complications. If it’s even legal, there are so many logistical hoops to jump through, so many extra fees to pay or difficult arrangements to make that it’s just not viable anymore. If, by some miracle, it might be viable, it’s immediately…
