I miss my old job,
I miss the freedom and boredom of office work,
I miss bumming around the office, and finding things to entertain myself
I suppose its good I’m actually working
Serious work, with serious people on a serious construction site
But I do miss doing playing the fool and doing pranks and scaring people.
Today I scared a construction worker .. just for old time sake
He cuffed me in my face
... Its just not the same
Monday, September 15, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Lazy Weasels ...
We live in a world that being intelligent doesn't really amout for anything...
No-one gets rewarded for intelligence ... not true intelligence anyway
We get rewarded for certification (Degrees, diplomas and the like) that can be easily attained provided you have the ability to memorize and regurgitate, the ability to kiss ass and the ability ruthlessly hack down our peers
I don't know how it is in the rest of the world, but ideas are dangerous things in Trinidad.
Thought upsets order, it disrupts the hierachy of people that weaseled their way to the top.
A good idea is not a good idea unless it has come from the fattest laziest weasel that sits at the top.
Where have all the smart people gone ??
Maybe they are just buried under a tonne load of work ... because at the end of the day SOMEONE does have to do the work ... especially when its passed down and around from the lazy weasels.
No-one gets rewarded for intelligence ... not true intelligence anyway
We get rewarded for certification (Degrees, diplomas and the like) that can be easily attained provided you have the ability to memorize and regurgitate, the ability to kiss ass and the ability ruthlessly hack down our peers
I don't know how it is in the rest of the world, but ideas are dangerous things in Trinidad.
Thought upsets order, it disrupts the hierachy of people that weaseled their way to the top.
A good idea is not a good idea unless it has come from the fattest laziest weasel that sits at the top.
Where have all the smart people gone ??
Maybe they are just buried under a tonne load of work ... because at the end of the day SOMEONE does have to do the work ... especially when its passed down and around from the lazy weasels.
Peas in a Pod
To peas in a pod the world is green...
Sometimes when we find ourselves consumed by a situation, we can only see the aspects of it relevant to ourselves.
We only think about what has happened or is happening to us, and cannot review a situation objectively.
We cannot see the multifaceted colours outside of our own little shell.
We can't be wrong, how could we be. Its obvious !!
The writing is on the wall ... this green wall ... because green is the only colour !
Oh how naive we can be sitting in our little pods.
Thinking that the world is one way because thats how we see it.
Step into the world little pea ... step into the light ... for peas that stay in their pods whither and die.
Sometimes when we find ourselves consumed by a situation, we can only see the aspects of it relevant to ourselves.
We only think about what has happened or is happening to us, and cannot review a situation objectively.
We cannot see the multifaceted colours outside of our own little shell.
We can't be wrong, how could we be. Its obvious !!
The writing is on the wall ... this green wall ... because green is the only colour !
Oh how naive we can be sitting in our little pods.
Thinking that the world is one way because thats how we see it.
Step into the world little pea ... step into the light ... for peas that stay in their pods whither and die.
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