Sunday, May 07, 2017

Louis CK understands the teaching profession

New people are teaching every day knowing how shitty it’s going to be. They show up and they tell them ahead of time. 
‘Hi, what’s this job?’ 
And they say, ‘Okay, here’s what we need you to do… we need you to make children know math.’ 
‘Wow, do they wanna know math?’ 
‘No, they don’t want to know it. You need to make them want to know it against their will, while they’re exploding sexually and beating the shit out of each other.’ 
‘Who are these children?’ 
‘Just whatever kids live near the building.’
'So how much do I get paid?’ 
‘About 10 dollars every four years.’ 
‘What if I get really good at it? What happens?’ 
‘Nothing. Nothing happens. Nobody notices and you get fired and you die alone.’ 
‘Okay I’ll try it for 25 years.'

-- Louis CK, 2017

Friday, April 28, 2017

Monday, April 17, 2017

Friday, April 14, 2017

And I'll drink and dance with one hand free, let the world back into me

It happens eventually. You sing along to something stupid on the radio. You eat nachos for breakfast because food is fun again. Music sounds good again, food tastes good again. You start reading again, doing crosswords, using Instagram like pretentious 16-year-olds used to use the high school literary magazine. You might go for a walk or contact another human being on purpose. It no longer all seems like a waste of time.

It's easy to forget depression isn't always sadness -- sometimes depression is nothing.


Friday, February 24, 2017

I've become a crusty old person

Approaching my birthday always makes me introspective. 41 was badbadnotgood. A lot of it happened *to* me, but some of it was *on* me, and I'm self-aware enough to see the difference. I may always be sarcastic and I may never learn to suffer fools gladly, but over the last year I've become sort of generally the saltiest person in the room and that's not who I'm looking to be.

I don't know if I can break the cycle or if I'm permanently changed. Then again, why not both?