There will be no socialist revolution, at least not in my
lifetime, that will liberate us all from tedium and enable us to spend our days
writing and sharing poetry, music and blogs . And I am not Barack Obama or
Ernest Hemingway, so I will not become rich being a political or literary
celebrity. As a result, I have to put my nose to the grindstone and become a
wage worker for the first time in years.
If I have to be a mere messenger for the
rest of my life, I will do so, because I am obliged to pull my own weight and earn
my own money and stop playing around with complete poverty. Poverty sucks,
there’s nothing romantic about it and I’m sick of it.
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