and they're right, those parents who almost
**** each other on the sunday football pitch sidelines,
because what sane person these days
would want their child to be educated,
to practice the butchery of being a surgeon
to prescribing cures of ailments
over the counter at a pharmacy,
when we can all agree of
the universal cure that's paracetamol
in the infamous n.h.s.,
where everyone aspires
to karaoke stardom
and becoming a footballer,
or a televised version of the ugly
prostitution where you're no longer
the one engaging but the salivating
pundit...
i did remark once: only idiots educate
themselves these days, as proven by "no-platform"
concerns about "insulting" / generating
emotions of whatever nature in those listening;
i actually find being educated to a university
level quiet damnable...
but then i'm speaking about the times
when the labour government was in power
and tuition fees were just slightly over
one thousand pounds...
i'm in debt of over £10,000,
and i'm not paying them back...
because why would i educate myself
and end up working in a supermarket?
i would have gone straight to the supermarket
and would have probably loved it...
i rather be a drunkard,
or as some might say: why bother with ingenuity
when you can get an algorithm to do it for you?
society is always looking for educated idiots,
most of these educated idiots would have happily
laboured manually, but by educating them
they find manual labour not so much demeaning
as obstructive in terms of what they learnt
when what they learnt is precisely the obstruction
of non-applicability that demeans a healthy
relation to perform manual labour, and come
the weekend - party party party!
i really wish they could un-educate me
to perform the supposedly "menial" labour...
at least my mind would not be trapped
in an insomniac fun-fare of pointless concerns
equatable with stacking shelves of depleting
products on supermarket shelves
that don't really require much existential angst;
and yeah continental existentialism
was translated as english pragmatism -
thought out of every instant became
out of every instant solving the problem of thinking,
many a many quirks and hobbies,
as one modern and powerful russian noted:
that island is filled with a bunch of fairies and
eccentrics who wear the right shoe on the left
foot and the left shoe on the right foot -
well, if that isn't the case then my liver just said that
overpowering my soul: bring in borat yeltsin's
talking head, i'm about to memorise the game
between deep blue v. kasparov reciting out the moves;
******* of a dance-floor, mind you.