I am just a squirrel out there trying to get a nut, and, in the manner of the noble and industrious shadow-tailed Sciuridae, I am content with my fate to rummage around in the leaves (my brain) to find acorns and stuff to live on, and I don’t ever worry about money, because it comes and goes, you know?
That's where the worrying comes in, see, you could be all, "fuck, man, tomorrow I gotta go down to Ye Water Hole and have a slurp, maybe splash the pits to get some of the stink of that Pterodactyl off me (did I tell you I totally killed a Pterodactyl yesterday?), but those fucking Hyenas will be there, oh me, oh my, they might be there and they will pile on me like a pack of Hyenas and rend my flesh and stuff, I am such a Primitive individual I haven't even invented a Religion to address for some guidance, whatever will I do?" Or, conversely, you could use your Brain, and you could Think about a more effective way to get to the Hole, and be like, "well, those fucking Hyenas are out all night, but I noticed they all disappear around 6 a.m., probably to go sleep, so that's totally the best time to get to the W.H., and since the worst thing that could happen is the Hyenas decide to show up early, I'm gonna get some of my pals to go with me and we can take turns getting watered and keeping a lookout, and we should probably bring some spears and stuff, just in case shit jumps off."
See? See the difference between being a Worrier, and Victim, and going Proactive with your giant Human Brain? You can do that! You haz the power! Let's dig a trap and line it with pointy bamboo spears and lure in that big-ass Smilodon and make a rug outta that fucker before it eats us! Proactive! Carpe Smilodon!
The Man has conditioned us all to feel bad when we are not Productive, when we are not down at the shirtwaist factory cranking out merch because we caught the flu and are too ill to post at the job because we didn't have time to get away from said job and get a flu shot.
Speaking of which, I wanna take a sidebar here for a sec to share this missive from Gentle Reader Allan M., of Baltimore:
Thanks, Allan M., for your thoughtful note, and I am in complete agreeance, with respect to people getting a flu shot. We need to keep the Species alive! I am getting my vaccination next week.
OK, back to how The Man is sweating you: You lose money because you missed work, and then you fall behind on a bill or two, and you hear stuff about how they might bring back Debtor's Prison and stuff because Fuck You, Pay Me is the National Anthem and you are a Deadbeat. You are bad. You get down on yourself and worry about how you will ever get out of Debt. Fuck that, man, be a deadbeat. I'm not saying be a lazy piece of crap and suck up the Welfare, I'm just saying people should be Productive, somehow, but that does not always equal Money, and instead of worrying about money, spend the time thinking up a master plan to take care of you and yours and get what you need without being mean to anybody. It's a game, you can play it, and you can Win when you realize the prize is not what they want you to think it is. And you know who They are.
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