death_from_bureaucracy Lila Pause I got a job last month, and I never realised what it is to feel truly suicidal until now. My suicidal feelings pre-employment, I now realise, were nothing more than a joyful amatuer production born of mild afternoon boredom. I had never known the physical pain of a jawbone cursed by the wretched strain of a permenant smile. I had never seen people so eager to sacrifice spirit and light to "the man"; faceless as he is, but nevertheless, loved like flesh and blood. Doning our colors and elblems, we march merrily to this bureaucratic tune, ever patriotic to this bottomless cause and ever devoted to the means of "customer service" service, to which the only end is "profit", followed shortly by death. I never knew that this is how we live and that this becomes who we are/ we become what this is. Still a child, obviously still a child, I never suspected that this was what lay at the end of my childhood; a decade of fairytales...and now this?? 041205 what's it to you? who go blather from