I've recently been offered an RCS position, piecemeal. It's only lucky they finally remember that I'm an adult, I guess. I'm necessary enough to be ignored, feels like.
I do in fact think I'm better than this department, and that I deserve better than this. It is not my fault that this country seems to be choosing cynicism and selfishness over the promise of community. I love Detroit, but I do not like how Midwestern it is. Maybe the worst thing about Midwesterners is that most of them are all ideologically protestant, regardless whether they vote red or blue. They are averse to uncertainty and sociability. Maybe it was a curse to raise me in a multicultural enviroment, because when I'm denied the opportunity to see more interesting faces and personalities, when I'm placed into homogenous enviroments... it's grating, to me.
Every single person is unique, and yet everybody is the same. I'm hoping that I'm just a terrible person with pretentious views.
I will never get used to the staring. Part of me understands why some guys get in your face when they catch you glancing at them. Eh, whatever.
We're so sorry, Uncle Albert... but we haven't done a bloody thing all day...
It's really a shame. I think most of my complaints are related to my growing tired of being in aggressively heternormative environments.
I'm gonna catch myself here, that is a syntax that people don't really write in anymore.
I'm still sick, so I've got on my mask. Lot of pigs at work today. Not a fan of that.
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