I may have no “future” ahead of me, but a part of me is glad that that’s the case. Having to wake up at 5 AM to work 12 hours of manual labor ever day waiting until I die isn’t “living”. I watched my parents sell their fucking souls to a department/hardware store just to live paycheck-to-paycheck as renters in a shitty apartment. I refuse to follow. I don’t give a shit if I have to live out of a backpack, and hitchhike across my state, and live on BLM land, at least I’ll have obtained a type of “freedom” my parents never had. It’s freedom FROM wageslavery, not freedom TO wageslave.
Middle-class downward mobility
You can always become a fascist, as your type normally do.
If you live in a rural area you can be seriously fucked these days the number of jobs is severely limited and the only skilled jobs that I can find would need me to move to the city and pay a huge increase in rent.
I swear it used to be easier to find work out in the country but the increasing movement towards urban areas means everything where I live is dead and with it any chance of getting work.
get into IT/tech. ITs pretty simple to get some Certs and you dont need to learn a second language (except a programming language maybe)
Get CCNA n RHCSA , iirc those are in demand
fuck off we're full
No thanks.
When you are ready to come back to reality and be a Human Being, remember that digital apathy is not a substitute for a tangible contribution to the world, and it doesn’t impress the jocks you went to high school with–the jocks you “friended” hoping that they’d see your status updates about going backpacking in Spain or moving to Portland or the semi-decent car you are leasing. Nobody expects you to man-up enough to actually put the Xbox controller down and scrape together some dignity, but the least you could do is take your greasy, Cheeto-dust covered hands off the Samsung Galaxy Tab, and fall back with the “I’m-the-next-Stephen-Colbert-look-at-this-highly-charged-weapon-of-mass-laffs-I-just-unleashed” commentary, at least while people are camping in a freezing, shitty, New-York-shit-hole park, petitioning (partially on your behalf) the powers-that-be to exercise a modicum of compassion as they are reaming us all in the ass with a serrated Rambo knife. If you’re morally OK with Big Tech and The Life of 27 Tortures, you’re a cuckold to porky; if you don’t believe that it’s happening to you Right Now, you’re slow; if you don’t care, or if you pretend to not care because your dipshit kounter-kulture friends made you socially afraid of honest expression, then the enemy has succeeded in making it all look like a pile of meaningless and impossible-to-untangle abstractions that don’t affect you, and you’re more of an idiot child than the “jocks” you still fantasize about digitally humiliating, three whole years after you graduated.
And if you think the right thing to do is sit on the sidelines and fire off smarmy witticisms from a safe, comfortable distance, you are a disgusting person on a level that is not even linguistically feasible. You deserve no pity, and it is a waking tragedy that you are still allowed to broadcast your cute little jibes and sneers through any electronic medium, before you start to take a hard look at the threadless.com-clad wreck of an adult male in the mirror and seriously rethink your “life”.
Guys, this means no more labor aristocracy, that's something to be celebrated.
And what type would that be, exactly?