Ah yes. Nothing like being born to stress to make great grades all childhood, in order to get into a great college, in order to make great grades to get into a great grad school, in order to make great grades to get a great job where you’ll sit in front of a computer stressing realistically for around 12 hours a day (since overtime is a norm now).
But wait your boss will also be cruel, micromanage you, deny time off that any human is entitled to, and you will be underpaid. You will stress about paying back the horrendous amount of debt you have acquired by now simply by going to school. Which you must do for the job.
You will stress because inevitably your performance across this system will at times not be perfect and you’ll think “oh my god is my life over now?”
You will stress trying to find moments of enjoyment in between all this, and you will stress during those moments of enjoyment because the system makes you feel like you’re doing something wrong.
And then you’ll be old, stress about healthcare, and die.
Note: oh also, your choice of living space is either an insanely large, loud, dirty, expensive, kind of dangerous city, which is flooded with cars, or a copy and paste suburb where you’re not allowed to walk anywhere. If you try you’ll get hit by a car.
But it’s ok because apparently this social model anticipates that you’ll be born again afterwards and actually get to retain happiness in your life, experience the world, and spend adequate time with your loved ones.
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Lemme tell you…to some extent living in a ridiculous communist regime was somehow…easier? Simpler way of life I suppose (revolution aside since war is war and that can’t be denied). The USA is so closed off to the outside world socially that we have no idea this is the model of life here. We just see freedom “from a controlling government” and success. We think it must be so much better.
But before, somehow it was a little less stressful just farming some land, and teaching some kids. Jobs weren’t taken so seriously. The pressure of social competition wasn’t so brutal. Like yes. I lived on a farm in Eastern Europe, not some American mansion but it was very cozy.