The Chronic Malcontent
A zine for constructive complaining
A zine for constructive complaining
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| RANTS 1Q2003 |
| Arts and Lit Two years ago on September 8, 2001, our company picnic was a carefree day. The following Tuesday changed everything. The last weekend before the day. It was the last weekend before the day We could laugh in the sunshine and play We didn't know how much we'd have to pay It was the last weekend before the day. A picnic afternoon, hot and sunny And everyone thought they were funny While they all reached to pet the bunny And didn't have to spend any money A lazy day all carefree No worries then for you and me Could be anything we wished to be Could see anything we wished to see It's been years since the day And we still pay and pay In precious lives and liberty Since the last weekend before the day |
| You've got your selfish desires. And then, you can wonder about the rest of the world, and how it's doing. You want peace in your time, peace in your space, peace in your place. But you drive a car every day that uses gas. You eat food every day that is manufactured by companies that are impossibly large. You plug in every imaginable thing on your circuit. You waste water. You waste energy. You want to be a good citizen. You want better trains, better libraries, better schools, better police protection. You want lower taxes. You want less responsibility. You want to be free to own guns. You want to be left alone. You want your privacy. You want to live comfortably. You want a roof over your head. Enough food on the table. A small yard and garden. You charge items you can barely find time to use once. You pay for things that you could reasonably wait for, until you could pay cash for them instead of charging them. You want desparately to be liked. You long to be loved by someone who is kind and caring. You don't want committment. You are afraid of losing your independence. You don't want to get hurt. You fear letting someone know who you really are. If there are any answers to how to sanely navigate these issues, they are evasive and often involve a level of self examination that at best is painful. And each one of us has to find their own way. |
