Sunday, November 06, 2005

Anybody Feel Like Blowing This Joint?

These are 'Bratz'.
They are designed to take children, particularly female children, through fro the age of four to the age at which they can start buying their own records, in one, single sweep of illusion.

The illusion is the essential rightness of their world and everything allowed into it.
This microcosm is the bounding reality in which they must formulate their plans and lives.

On the outside?
Those who manipulate, and those who raid.
Those who manipulate are the legalised criminals who never do anything for which to get caught.
The others are the plain criminals, who don't care whether they get caught.

Some of the 'Brat-Pack' escape; their heads poke through the cellophane of the illusion, and they are able to see, for the first time.
The mental hospitals are filled with these, whether they need to be there or not.

The rest graduate to frenetic adherence to music groups and style-leaders, with ever more change to accommodate their ageing process.
By the time they are 40 they are mortgaged.
By the time they are 60 they are comfortably numb, and well along the path of giving up their own children.

And then there are a few, a very few, who have seen through from the beginning.
They are the deadly enemies of the manipulators.
The manipulators do their very best to prevent these people from 'getting on'.
There are a great many manipulators, and they sit growing fat off their harvest of children and don't like it when anybody threatens to upset the boat, by saying the wrong word or looking the wrong way.

They have noses as sensitive as a dog's.
They will even go so far as to offer jobs without any intention of employing my type.
They will try to interrogate(not interview), to extract what they need without paying.
They will usually try to tell you you don't know what you do know.
They will look for any excuse not to employ you.
They are the fat in the sandwich of business.
I will keep looking.
I am learning huge amounts of new skills.
I hope that, if I can't find an employer that is on my side(like I have at the moment), I will find one that doesn't give a damn.
But most of them would cut off their noses to spite their faces where real people are concerned.

I'd like to blast their world to shit.

In the meantime, take a look at the future.

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