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My generation has been lied to.
Look, this rant won´t be about anything humanitarian - there´ll be no sequence here about the wars breaking out, or all the destruction we are doing to the environment, or anything of the like. I will bring this from very close to me, from a personal suffering of mine. This will be as selfish as rants can be.
And the bottom line is: I feel like I have been lied to.
I can be considered for some a loser. Last week I was watching something on TV, casually, and I saw some lady throw out the phrase: "at least you are not some 30 year old living at home". The home, in this case, is referring to someone´s parents´ home. The character was from an older generation than mine, a generation that I believe helped throw a lot of others in the same situation I now am in, but I´ll get to this later.
For I am a 30 year old. And I live in my parents´house.
In the scenario of the TV show, to that mother (yeah, it had to be a mother - not that fathers can´t say the same shit, but you know it had to be a mother, right?), I am a loser.
Of course, I´m talking about a specific paradigm here. I´m not talking that I´m a loser per se, or that I´ve been lied to outside of a socioeconomical standpoint, but there´s a reason why I´m saying that. And that is because of...
1. THE SYSTEM
We´ve all grown up inside a system. To most of the people reading me right now, the system must be a lot like what is considered a "western" system. A "capitalistic" system, if you will. We learn that there is this thing called ''money'', and that there are "jobs", and that you need money to (freakin') survive and to get the money you need you have to 'do stuff'.
Doing stuff, for the most of the time means work, and by work I mean giving your fuckin' blood away. But I´m getting ahead here. Let me back for a minute.
Ok, so we have the system. The system tells you basically that you have to work. Oh! But you can´t just work, nowadays, it´s freaking illegal even. Not that, we, as kids wanted to go out and work all day, right? Not at all, even today I feel that work is absurd, when you think about it existentially. No, we didn´t want to work back then as kids, but we couldn´t, even, as per the system. See how the system is pervasive?
To work we needed to A) get older and B) have some sort of skill. If you were born from middle class and higher, you had some choices (within the system, pay attention!), you could even go as much as learning something in some higher institution of learning (that´s what they call the biggest schools in the planet) or even beyond. Imagine that, they said. You could have all your wants and needs out of life, if you just, you know, prepare yourself for working when the time comes.
So we prepare ourselves. And we go through shit. And then, one day, we are ready to get inside that higher learning institution. And then you are good to go, right?
No, you are not.
You go through a lot more shit, and right when you are thinking this must be a freaking joke, you get out of said institution. Now what? Now can I move in to my big house, with the car on the garage? Oh, and fetch that awesome gorgeous wife too, throw that along with the painting while you are it, would you?
Yeah. Right? So then you begin to work your ass off so you can try and get that ellusive house and car that you want. So now it´s up to the "doing stuff" part.
TO BE CONTINUED...