I Am Angry. Always.

I started the Blog with a purpose.
That purpose is gone now.
I reblog things.

“Do what you love” disguises the fact that being able to choose a career primarily for personal reward is a privilege, a sign of socioeconomic class. Even if a self-employed graphic designer had parents who could pay for art school and co-sign a lease for a slick Brooklyn apartment, she can bestow DWYL as career advice upon those covetous of her success.

If we believe that working as a Silicon Valley entrepreneur or a museum publicist or a think-tank acolyte is essential to being true to ourselves, what do we believe about the inner lives and hopes of those who clean hotel rooms and stock shelves at big-box stores? The answer is: nothing.

Do what you love, love what you do: An omnipresent mantra that’s bad for work and workers. (via bakcwadrs)

a couple of other quotes from the article i really like:

According to this way of thinking, labor is not something one does for compensation but is an act of love. If profit doesn’t happen to follow, presumably it is because the worker’s passion and determination were insufficient. Its real achievement is making workers believe their labor serves the self and not the marketplace

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Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life! Before succumbing to the intoxicating warmth of that promise, it’s critical to ask, “Who, exactly, benefits from making work feel like nonwork?” “Why should workers feel as if they aren’t working when they are?” In masking the very exploitative mechanisms of labor that it fuels, DWYL is, in fact, the most perfect ideological tool of capitalism. If we acknowledged all of our work as work, we could set appropriate limits for it, demanding fair compensation and humane schedules that allow for family and leisure time.

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snark0lepsy:

The Whitest Kids U’ Know x

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deaniethebeanie:

arendellesque:

singing in the shower is all fun and games until you get shampoo in your mouth

then it just becomes a soap opera

you

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lifeisdisney:

we need to talk about shrek more

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gh0stcity:

gh0stcity:

There’s an abundance of bad things happening right now, and it’s hard not to be sucked into that black hole of sadness, so let’s have a puppy party shall we.

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Because, let’s face it, dogs never grow up.

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ADDED BONUS, PUPS IN MOTION!!!

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durnesque-esque:

fairytalewitch:

Evil Santa loves his job a little too much sometimes. 

Evil Santa

durnesque-esque:

fairytalewitch:

Evil Santa loves his job a little too much sometimes. 

Evil Santa

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aos-skimmons:

that-big-gay-impala:

THE SARCASM IN THIS POST IN LETHAL

woman mothers.

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terrifiedmouse:

uusui:

"hello can you spare some spare change for a homeless old man like me? i need money for food and clothes please help me" image

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"HAH!!" Romney scoffed at the smelly, homeless man.  "Why don’t you just go buymoney, you bum.” he said as he continued to drink the tears of poor from his diamond-made bottle.

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I’m tired of getting fucked in ways that don’t end in an orgasm.
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dylanobriens:

motherfuckingkoala:

This is awkward

LANK AND LONK

If only one of them was blue. It could be multiplayer.

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