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    Michel D   Western Ethics

    6.3.04 -  21:44

     
    I hate organization. I hate scheduling everything. And I especially hate this American business ethic that says the more productive and organized you are, the better your life will be, the more enriched it will be. I'm looking forward to one day moving out of this country, moving somewhere where it's not hurry hurry hurry to get everything done now with 20 appointments a day and 70 meetings and maybe 15 minutes for lunch and dinner. Fuck that shit.

    It's not that I don't know how to organize, and it's not that I can't organize. It's that I don't want to. I can keep a schedule and appointments but I don't want to. I know people who schedule out every single minute of their day:
    7:00 - Wake up
    7:05 - Put feet on floor
    7:10 - Rub sleep out of eyes
    7:15 - Get in shower
    7:30 - Drink some coffee
    7:40 - Step out the door.
    Blah blah blah. You know, it starts off like that and then one day you turn around and you look at yourself, and you're writing down:
    65 - Develop cancer.
    68 - Outlive my oldest child.
    71 - Four more liver spots.
    75 - Die.
    Why? What's the point?

    Will I really have a more fulfilling life if I have a piece of paper that documents every time I took a shit or spent 30 minutes in a fruitless meeting. What a waste.
     

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