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World's Most Dreadful TV Jingle or Theme Song Are we a Make-Work Society? Abolish Life Imprisonment, Keep Death Penalty April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 January 09 February 09 March 09 April 09 May 09 June 09 July 09 August 09 September 09 October 09 November 09 If something that our country is doing just really isn't working, don't tweak it, adjust it, fine-tune it. No. Cut it down, plow it under, replace it with a whole new idea. Take the idea of "thinking outside the box" to a radical new level. Re-think the world from the ground up!
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Are we a Make-Work Society?
When I was a child, my mother would wash clothes, hang them out on the clothesline to dry, then sprinkle them lightly with water all over again, to make it easier to iron all of the wrinkles out. My father would mow the lawn with a push mower and trim the hedges with hand clippers. We would balance our checkbooks and figure our taxes by hand. Real operators answered telephones, and real checkers rang up your groceries. Businesses would calculate and keep track of the books, and figure payroll, either by hand or by ka-chunking on a simple mechanical adding machine. Manufacturing was still true to its root word "manu," meaning "by hand"; mechanized assembly lines were still in their infancy. Today, machines and technology do a lot of this erstwhile tedious and very time consuming work for us. Yet, somehow, rather than basking in the easy life that such mechanization had as its guiding dream, we seem to be working longer and harder than ever. Even to the most powerful modern computer, this inequality just doesn't compute. Almost as if to cater to our perceived obligation to keep working harder despite today's remarkable technological and mechanical aid, a large part of our economy consists of a unidirectional work flow: produce, sell, consume, then discard. We build cities by continually adding on new construction and infrastructure to the perimeters, i.e. sprawl, while leaving the aging cores of our cities to rot. If we weren't constantly producing new things, buying them, and throwing them away, if we weren't building new neighborhoods and leaving the old ones to decay, where would all our jobs go? Where would our economy go? Maybe it's time to actually lighten our economic work life as a result of all these technological developments, instead of finding new ways to make work for ourselves? If, instead of building things to throw away, we built things to last, to re-use, and to keep for a lifetime, all of our living, industrial, and societal needs could be sustained on a two-day work week. Perhaps it's time to realize that, in these modern times, there really is less work that needs to be done.
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ALICEN
on Sep 14, 2008 at 07:06 PM
Dr.Chainsaw: Didn't your mother starch those clothes before she hung them on the clothesline to dry? My mother and grandmother did. I even remember the name of the starch: "Faultless." I guess it's kind of hard to mess up starch. Anyhow, to get back to a fascinating memory, after the clothes were dry, they were taken off the line, stiff as boards, most of them, and my mother would then take a bottle, fill it with water, cap it with a sprinkler top, sprinkle the clothes, then roll them up, sometimes putting them in pillowslips. This was so the clothes would dampen evenly. After the clothing was dampened evenly enough, then my mother got out the ironing board and iron and ironed everything so there wasn't a wrinkle to be seen (until the clothes were actually put on, of course). If it was going to be a while before she could get to the ironing, she put the clothing, in its pillowslip or wrapped in a sheet, in the refrigerator. Otherwise the clothing would have dried out and she'd have to start sprinkling again. She didn't want to waste time, because she didn't have that much of it. My mother wasn't one who made work. It was just something always there. Yet, as you pointed out, as a people, we are working harder and longer than ever, with the concurrent loss of time for real living. It seems my mother always had "extra" time to live. Quite a question to ponder. You've written a very interesting essay, and I hope you haven't given up on TBC blog.
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