There’s a memetic paradigm in Western culture that’s always confused me, and the more I research into it, the deeper my confusion gets.
I think I may have hypothesised about time being a decent unit of currency. Once spent, it can’t be retrieved. It’s a precious and finite resource, and you can’t spend it to get more of it.
have less free time because I can’t keep focus. I can’t keep focus because I’m always tired. I’m always tired because I’ve been waking up at fuckoff in the morning. I’ve been waking up at fuckoff in the morning because I’ve been going to sleep earlier because I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted because I have less free time…
Once upon a time, Science Fiction was poo-pooed as “that Buck Rogers stuff”, Star Trek was a silly television show that only housewives watched, comic books were “kids’ stuff”, the Beatles were a stupid boy band for teens, and anything animated was for school children.
Growing up, the only place I saw people of colour was Sesame Street. The only disabled person on television was on Ironsides and I didn’t get to see a movie with an all-black cast until my mid-teens.
People like to go through the things that famous people do as if that’s a guaranteed recipe for anyone else to have the same success. Spoilers: it isn’t.
You almost don’t notice this one, and that’s why it’s so insidious. Once I started taking notice of it, I noticed how prevalent it was.