Department of Housekeeping
I apologize for posting absolutely nothing, but I do have a bit, a tiny sliver, of good news to report... I sort of/kind of have a job, a part-time thing where I get to write and get paid for it, so I'm rather excited.
Being a cynical person, we'll see what happens. But for now, things look up for the first time in six months. I don't think our media understands, or is terribly interested in, how difficult it is out here right now for the unemployed and under-employed, and how much we'll stretch and reinvent ourselves to preserve our own personal version of the American Dream, but there are always blogs and other news sources (including talking to people in real life; try it some time!) to fill you in. I doubt anyone in Ohio is ignorant to the fact that times are tough, indeed.
But that is neither here nor there, and I hope to update you all soon with some more "official-like" news. In the meantime, please keep your hearts open for the unemployed, and for all of us, really.
There's this song that has been buzzing through my head for months now... She may be a youngish minx-ingenue, but Lily Allen is delightfully sarcastic and I believe she has captured herself a Zeitgeist. To me, "The Fear" is an answer to Madonna's "Material Girl", 25-odd years later. When I think back on 2008/2009, I believe Lily Allen's song will be a part of our story, and about who we (hopefully) were. Did we view Madonna's 1985 take on this theme as tongue-in cheek? I think at the time we might have, but now, I'm not so sure.
As much as it pains me to admit finding modern meaning in a simple pop song, "I don't know what's right and what's real anymore."
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever, I don't care about funny
I want loads of clothes, and fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
- Lily Allen, "The Fear"