Sunday, March 20, 2011

simple life

SIMPLE LIFE

Another short one.  Back to normal after my vacation.
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Way back in the Eighties, I was unduly influenced by a converging number of factors to spoil any chance I would ever be middle class. The military experience highlighted how idiotic it was to sell your soul for a retirement. This was later reinforced when I worked for a Nevada casino for the first time and met several BA and Master degree holders working along with myself slinging coins to the blue hairs. Okay, back then the casinos actual paid Union level wages unlike now where they look down their nose at you and sneer that you are lucky to have any job at all. But still, the wages were far below their education. Another factor was reading the book “How to live without a salary”. I must have read that thing a half dozen times. Thank goodness I didn’t have to waste most of my life before I realized that time is much more important than money. Sure, I had a slight detour as I had to hold management jobs to bribe the ex-wife to allow me to see the kids ( but even before our divorce the plan had been for Her Evilness to go through school and then I would write full time and be a Mr. Mom, so the stress jobs were supposed to be short term ). But I’ve never been fooled into thinking the pursuit of cash was good, proper, just or desired.

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The dirty little secret is that I’m not a super stud survivalist living primitive to train for the apocalypse. That is a side benefit, but not the main reason. It has been my pursuit of a simple life, less encumbered by mammon, that makes it so easy to except what others view as hardship or sacrifice. No, pissing away my day working on the gerbil wheel is a hardship. Not crapping in a buckets, only using as much electricity as the panels eke out, freezing in the winter or toting water. They are all a pain in the ass, but better than working for the ex-wife, Uncle Sam, the current gold digger, and all the con men out there ( lawyers, contractors, car salesmen ). You don’t work your way into an early grave to benefit yourself, but every parasite that attaches themselves to you ( children excepted ). Even a wife genuinely in love with you is a huge financial hit. It isn’t that the exchange isn’t worth it, just that it has a high price tag.

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This big lumbering consumer economy, full of oxygen wasters occupying cubicles to feed to corporate beast, is fast coming to an end. Why not dismount the beast while you have some control over it and enjoy the time left before the end? Even if by some miracle you die before the economy, you can still have enjoyed the slower pace. Smelled a few roses. If the wife enjoys your paycheck instead of your company, that is your fault. That is the Faustian bargain you made before matrimony. You will definitely pay a price of some kind to change your lifestyle. I wouldn’t trade the simple life for lots of money, personally.

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3 comments:

Michael in NC said...

but better than working for the ex-wife, Uncle Sam, the current gold digger, and all the con men out there ( lawyers, contractors, car salesmen ).

I'm a contractor and everyday reader. OUCH!

Some of us are honest, and most of us who are are near poor.
I definitely embrace the simple life and value being close to the details of life.

Enjoy your humor and thought-provoking writing.

Thanks,
Michael in NC

Manic Bisonian Preacher said...

Mentioning mammon and Faustian bargains, Lord Bison? We might start to think our shimmering haired lord of doom is steeped in erudition if you keep on mentioning such esoteric terms usually reserved for the myopic few who dwell in ivory towers.

-MBP

Anonymous said...

Excellent article oh ye of the glossy locks :-) I have had a similar wake up call starting when I got married in 2001. I was working for a fucked up series of credit card banks who demanded samurai loyalty and gave none in return. My wife encouraged me to buy a foreclosed house and become a landlord. 3 rental houses later my mortgage is paid off and the only debt I have is small and tax deductible. I was still working for the unpleasable pricks of banking, primarily for the health care. About two years ago my boss called me in and said " Your quality is not good and you are fired " I had previously told the prick that I was held to a higher quality standard than the “in crowd” and he denied it. I looked the prick in the eye and calmly said I would not starve due to my rentals and I would apply for unemployment, filing suit if needed. I walked out of there with one month of severance and the head of HR assuring me they would not contest my unemployment claim. Nearly two years later my unemployment has run out and I am starting a business. The last two years have been like an extended vacation for me. My wife and I always lived frugally so there was really no change in our lifestyle.

To any peasants out there who still labor for the unpleaseable pricks who rule, I say unto you:
Shitting in a 5 gallon bucket is less distasteful than having to kiss your bosses ass to stay employed. Nowadays, the only ass I kiss is the one I married :-)