This is fucking heart-breaking. This system steals our finite time on this earth from us. We never get to spend it doing what we want to do, only what will make shareholders wealthier. And then it shames us so fucking hard for not dedicating every waking moment of it to wage work, that we start hating ourselves for having passions.
We're so fucking brainwashed by this system that we hate ourselves for not having time or energy outside of 40+ hours of coerced wage work, instead of hating the people coercing us to do their wage work.
How many fucking great works of art have been lost to oblivion because their potential creator never escaped a sweat shop or a cash register? How many Mozarts have died without ever even touching a musical instrument because they didn't have a rich daddy?
This hurts because when I was a kid I wanted nothing else but to be an author. I wrote constantly, I read books about how to be a better writer. I don't know what happened to that part of me. It's completely gone. I think the pressure put on me to succeed academically destroyed it, because now every time I think of writing I feel anxious and sick to my stomach. I can't do it without feeling like I'm going to die.
I feel this too much comrade. My folks are moving to a new house from the one I spent most of my life growing up, so of course the inevitable digging through history is happening. My mom kept pretty much everything my brother and I did or made, which includes a folder full of very short chapters and world building of a series I wanted to make when I was 10. I remember creating it, but can't recognize the kid behind it. It's like I didn't even keep a single iota of who he was into adulthood.
Every society has neccessary labour that just needs to be done. A planned economy would not be like:
Shure follow your dream just let a comrade toil in the factory in your place. Wait, why do we have 1.000.000 Zootopia fan fics but no bread?
But cancelling all the bullshit jobs , reducing the most enviromentally destructive forms of consumption like replacing cars with bikes and mass transit and planning cities so that everything you need is decently close would free up so much time. It is absolutly realistic to
- spend 6h a day for two days a week in your office/service job
- 6h on one day in your production job with lots of movement because health is important
- one day at a form of school university to educate and improve yourself
- have three days for yourself to do whatever you like
Like this would be possible today!
This is absolutely true. I do wonder what would happen to high-end entertainers in this situation though. A professional musician/dancer absolutely has to make their art their full time job. A good chunk of repertoire is physically damaging without constant practice, exercise, and study.
There certainly are specialists who will only have one job. Like it will take a lot of time to train enough people to be competent neurosurgeons to be able and reduce their workload. Personally I'm fine with these people who inevitable will have a more monoton workload and longer hours get reimbursed with a better acces to luxury goods. Just let them have the good wine and the silk outfit and the fancy watch.
Every society has neccessary labour that just needs to be done. A planned economy would not be like:
Shure follow your dream just let a comrade toil in the factory in your place. Wait, why do we have 1.000.000 Zootopia fan fics but no bread?
Let's be real here. There's every chance that under present material conditions, any socialist revolution will have to be immediately followed by most workers pulling double shifts in tank factories to stave off the inevitable reactionary counterattack.
You aren't accounting for automation. As technology progresses the goal of a planned economy would be to automate away as many jobs as possible.
This is fucking heart-breaking.
This pretty much says everything that needs to be said about this.
I hate this so fucking much.
I feel this so much. When I was a kid, I spent all my time reading and drawing. I'd like to still do those things because they make me feel so alive, but I just don't have the energy anymore. I mean I love my job, but I'm still so tired because of most of my time goes to working or commuting, and I can't even sleep because I'm stressed from work. I just feel so... alienated? Guess Marx was right after all :curious-marx:
On a related note, does anyone else find it kinda fucked up that people don't consider a job a 'real job' if it's perceived as fun? Artists get this a lot, Cashiers and Amazon workers too. There's a lot of stupid shit involved in work culture that is a result of people looking like they're doing 'real work'.
This is why I rage everytime people talk about commercials. The sheer magnitude of wasted creativity in the field of marketing while people who choose to be creative for creativities sake have to deal with that
Fell in love with metal sculpture my last year in college. Have absolutely no idea when in the rest of my life I will have the time and space to go back to that. But I'm lerning2code now so clearly I've made the right choices. :agony-limitless:
Encouragement from the man himself:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8brJoU7v3I
