What is a Job?

Currently I'm employed which is more than most people can say right now. I would not want to be "out there" scrambling for jobs that really aren't there. Looking for a job in any climate is really an arduous task and one that I find about as fun as going feet-first into a wood chipper. But it's especially grueling right now because even with optimal experience, skills, and impeccable resumes/portfolios, the windows of opportunity are incredibly scarce.

I think the government should intercede and fire everyone from their jobs right now. Let's all just start over and go back to working with our hands. I for one, enjoy that kind of work to a significant extent. The sense of satisfaction in having actually created or built something has got to be universally more appealing than doing research and then converting a document to a PDF file. Let's bring back the milk man, the farmer, and the cobbler....yes, the cobbler--one who does shoe repair. Surely there's virtue in quitting the day job (or lately, getting laid off) and going back to the drawing board where it all began....handling fire and make-shift tools and wondering what can be done with them.

No longer will it be these hedge fund jack-offs running the show. From here out let it be the man who builds the best treehouse or fort....let him be king! Let the man who owns the most horses be considered the most wealthy. Let's go back to plundering small villages and taking women as we please, surely this would even be empowering to the lesbian community.

Okay maybe that's a bit too far, but you get the idea. Returning to simple and basic living wouldn't be such a bad concept. Let's get back to building and creating and cease in our habits of strictly buying, selling and trading. If you don't believe how serious I am about this, then you should know that I just opened up a lemonade stand right by my desk and have sold 3 cups! Tomorrow I might build a go-cart and haul some ass down the streets of Harlem....of course, I'll have to put some sick rims on that thing, it might get stolen but I'm not afraid to put "the club" on it either.

All we need to do is come down from our lofty place of borrowing and trading and get back to a place where owning some livestock meant something in the world. I'm gonna go grind some corn now.