From posting a comment on Jack Anderson's blog, I was semi-inspired to publish another post. A short one.
Among our nation's great founders, Benjamin Franklin is often listed. Of course, he never became president, nor did he fight any wars, nor was he initially in favor of the constitution. But he's still featured on the $100 bill. Many quote him, saying such things as "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise", or "A penny saved is a penny earned". I am a personal fan of his 8 hours proposition, which consisted of the fact that there are 24 hours given in a day, and essentially three categories to divide our time into: work, play, and sleep.
If you ask any adult if they only work for 8 hours a day, they will almost invariably say "no". This casts my hopes of a happy future aside, when I think about it. When I have children, I'll need that 8 hours of play-time to play with them, to establish a good relationship with them. Unfortunately, the way things are, and the way they're headed, I might not get to spend any time with my kids at all. They'll be raised by people who's job it is to take care of children, someone who's views on discipline I will most certainly disagree with.
And that's how it's going to be. Everything will be a job. Playing video games is already a job (for they require testing). Eventually, I bet it will be the childrens' job to play in playgrounds to create pleasant scenes for tourists or retired folk. That is to say the tourists who's job it is to tour countries and tell others about them, and the old people who's job it is to, essentially, sit around and create an air of equality and tranquility, not to mention the occasional cynical senility. It will be a baby's job to cry when it's hungry or lonely or needs a change. If it does not do its job, it will die.
Sleeping might become a job too. We will be required to sleep a certain number of hours each night, and failure to comply could result in severe punishment.
In school, it is sometimes my job to read a good book, or write a good story. The restrictions on how much I can read or what I can write causes me to lose interest in an otherwise worthwhile activity. Sorry, Mr. Dye, but that's kinda how I work.
That's all.
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2 comments:
Are you favoring anarchy? Or something else?
What in my post do you refer to?
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