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Post by Dead Character on Mar 22, 2005 23:54:37 GMT -5
"You sound like some kind of missionary, coming down to be with the workers because it is some holy experience or something. Work is hell. The only reason I am an anarchist is because I'm so fricking tired of working 40 hours a week forever. And here you come along volunteering to work so you can be with the workers. That's messed up. I dream about escaping work....and you...for you it is a priviledge..."
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 22, 2005 23:58:20 GMT -5
"I am working because I want my politics to be authentic. I am doing my best to not be just some member of the intelligentsia. I want real experience. I am sorry I wasn't born poor or even into the working class, but I am doing the best I can to understand the experiences of the working class."
No matter how I say it, it comes out wrong. I try very hard to be an authentic anarchist, and the very things he is pointing out haunt me.
I will never be a real worker since I do not work out of need, but out of desire.
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:03:39 GMT -5
"I can tell you all about work and save you the touble of going back to the factory. I hate it. It takes my life and soul and creativity from me. When I am off, all I think about is when I will work again, and when I work, all I think about is when I will be off again. Sometimes I feel so alone. Sometimes I feel like crying. A lot of the time I want to die. I want to escape all of this. I can't stand it. It is torture. It is the worst suffering. It is wanting more from life, but being trapped in a box of 40 hour work weeks and 8 hour days." Antero confides. His eyes seem moist and his face angry. He truly wants more from life than just work. He feels entirely boxed in by it. It is the worst feeling in the world.
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:05:15 GMT -5
I listen to him with deep sympathy.
"But that is why we are here. We are going to make a better world. People shouldn't have to live like machines. We can destroy power and inequality."
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:08:57 GMT -5
"I can't wait. I can't go on like this. Nobody knows how much it is killing me. All of this. This world, this work, everything. I want a better world, but who can really live like this, knowing what I know and thinking the way that I do." Antero replies. He is not sure why he is gushing to her his life problems, but he feels like some well of darkness has sprung loose from inside him and maybe talking things out with her will make it better.
"And I tell people. I tell people what I think about capitalism and power and work, and they don't fricking get it. Maybe the suffering would be a little better if they just understood."
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:14:25 GMT -5
"You just have to keep going. The world needs anarchists. You have to have hope in something. You can hope for a better world and do your best to make it so, even when most people won't understand. If you were to die, who would dare to change things in such a revolutionary way? There simply aren't enough anarchists for us to start doing ourselves in. There are millions of people who support capitalism and billions who suffer under it. We need all the help we can get on our side."
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:16:45 GMT -5
"Yeah you're right. I'm sorry. I've just been so depressed lately and it isn't getting any better. Medication, counceling, nothing." Antero replies.
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:18:23 GMT -5
"You know, I find that the best therapist is yourself."
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:19:24 GMT -5
"How does that work? I mean, counceling yourself."
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:20:59 GMT -5
"I get down too, maybe not like you do, but when I get down I talk to myself. It sounds a little crazy but who knows you better than you know you? You can talk yourself out of a bad mood if you try to be your own friend." I say with a smile.
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:24:17 GMT -5
"I'll try that sometime." He replies. He has no intention of doing that, since it sounds crazy, but everything else has failed. He could give it a shot someday. Maybe he could talk to his cat instead. Talking to Salome, his mood has improved. He regrets being so judgemental towards her.
"Hey sorry about...what I said. I mean I am just a little bitter and worn out from work. It is good you work in a factory. It shows that you care more than most people. Most people wouldn't work if they didn't have to."
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Post by Riku Matizumi on Mar 23, 2005 0:25:28 GMT -5
I sit listen to ms. wiel's and antero's conversation since there wasnt much else o do but remain silent.
*... the human race has grown to stupid to realize that the capitalist system is corrupt*
I think back to president bush's term in office and shake my head, .... even after his term was over, he still had supporters, even though he wasted all of that money ,destroyed most of a wildlife refuge, had a few thousand people die for a so called 'war on terrorism'. I sigh and rub my temple feeling a headache start.
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:26:58 GMT -5
"I appreciate that. I know I will never be a true worker, since I was born into a higher class. I will never be driven to work out of sheer need to. It is frustrating. I do want to be genuine with my politics. It is something I strive for."
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Post by Dead Character on Mar 23, 2005 0:29:09 GMT -5
Antero turns and notices John.
"Oh sorry there. I guess we were ignoring you. I'm Antero." He says to John, trying to be friendly. He is in a better mood. Too bad that will all end tomorrow when he returns to work.
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Post by Salome Weil on Mar 23, 2005 0:31:45 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you to John and Nea here. They are both Americans."
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