Wednesday, 18 November 2009

The Capitalist Trap

Boxed in by our own walls we tremble at the pressure we put on ourselves. Trapped inside objects we can never really own, money that never really exists. The others smile in at us from the outside; those with enough to get by in this capitalist world. The divide is only there if you're on the inside - mounting debts, pointless symbols and too many toys.
Why did I want all of this crap?
Becuase it's so beautiful! They shout from the outside. It makes you who you are!
Smart enough finally to see their trick, we bang our fists on the walls, to no avail. They only smile placidly in, they know there is nothing we can do. The spiral closes in and we know what happens when we reach the centre - madness; diminished responsibility - it almost appeals to the panicked mind. Hypnotised by the shiny baubles and flashing lights we we have dug our own graves in the metropolis cemetery of plastic and LED.
I don't want it anymore! I changed my mind! We scream.
But they wave their contracts at us like a wagging finger at a sulking child.
Legally binding, they sing smugly as the next ten years pan out in front of us - work, bills, work, bills - GET ME OUT!

We created the trap for ourselves. Or at the very least we allowed ourselves to be lead into it. An animal lead to the cage by treats, our ingorance has allowed them to treat us like animals.
So like animals we should break free. Tear down the walls. Screw their responsibility that holds us back. Fight them with our claws and teeth, gnashing and slashing until they let us go, wild into the wilderness. Where we will never sign another contract, agree to pay on finance or allow them to tell us the world is not worth being in unless you're rich. We will live like kings on our freedom, do jobs that we love, spend time being awake and alive instead of exhausted and stressed.
Let the system work for us for a change!

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