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Edited on Tue Jan-20-04 05:27 AM by dolgoruky
I don't consider myself a whinger. I'm the suffer-in-silence, keep-it-to-myself, laugh-on-the-outside-cry-on-the-inside kind of bloke. But I'm really feeling the strain at the moment. Everything is going wrong, and the future looks horribly uncertain. And to make it worse, someone very close to me who I respect enormously and hold great affection for is dying. I'm desparately trying to hold it together, but it's hard.
However, I've managed to draw an important lesson from this. If you're working class (I suspect there are some others lurking around on this board), and bereft of those priviliges which others richer than you have, life is a constant struggle. And unless we bring about a fairer society based on common ownership of the benefits of civilisation FOR ALL, then for the kid who is now gestating in the womb of my equally underpriviliged wife, the only privilege that he/she will inherit is the task of being the beast of burden for the rapacious ruling classes who masquerade as the guardians of all that is good.
Just a thought...
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