My Endless Crowing about Vacation
In mere hours, I shall vacate DC and trek off to a sunnier location. For those who use my blog as a mini-vacation, you may need to wait until February 1st for my return. I recommend to everyone to create vacancies in their homes and jobs and to journey off to the unknown as well. Oh, many believe that the world will not run with a vacuum in their place, but I assure you all that vacuity is not just possible, but necessary. Vacua allow for people to miss a person and also allow for people to live without that person. One’s co-workers, family and loved ones will simultaneously long for one’s presence while becoming more able to live without it. While one grows and changes abroad, they grow and change at home. One returns to a newer environment than when one left. Without vacation, I dare say, people become vacuous.
Now, the first inhabitants of Machu Picchu probably did not consider the benefits of vacation when they were hauling those boulders up and around the mountains, but it would be neat if they did.
“Father, why are we hauling rocks up this peak? This is difficult and monotonous work”
“Son, long after we die, this city will be forgotten. But after four hundred years, it shall be unearthed. Millions from distant lands shall rest from their labors to marvel at our labors. Selling food, shelter and memorabilia to these pilgrims will feed millions of our descendents for more than a hundreds of years.”
Perhaps in five centuries or five millennia, our cities will be unearthed. Billions will come and look at our labyrinths of “cubicles”. Ahh, the great American Empire. It was a society that built a “computer” system that linked each of it citizens to a one another so they could do work. They would spend between 8 and 14 hours a day in these boxes staring at screens pushing “keys” with their fingers. The crowd will be amazed.
Little children will sell Dilbert “statues”, a god of comedy, whose image appears in almost a third of all cubes. The future affluent will feel guilty because these poor children will likely die before the age of 150 so the rich will purchase the over-priced brick-brack. The Dilbert idols will return with the tourist to their living rooms and the pretentious tourists will talk about how quaint Terra was. “If only Titan had the culture and history of Terra. They seem to value family much more back on the home planet, don’t they?” It will be an odd compliment of Terran culture coming from an individual who will having the practice of rolling up the window of their space cruiser every time they pass through the Terran part of town on Titan.
So much work over time and for what end? To become a tourist sight? Maybe if we’re lucky. I can only hope that one day someone will look down on the remains of cube and understand their life better. He may realize that he doesn’t have to be an asteroid mining consultant like everyone else. Maybe he’ll realize his dream and move to Neptune for a few decades. After all, he may be a young 40-year-old fresh out of university and I imagine Neptune women will be pretty fucking hot.
Now, the first inhabitants of Machu Picchu probably did not consider the benefits of vacation when they were hauling those boulders up and around the mountains, but it would be neat if they did.
“Father, why are we hauling rocks up this peak? This is difficult and monotonous work”
“Son, long after we die, this city will be forgotten. But after four hundred years, it shall be unearthed. Millions from distant lands shall rest from their labors to marvel at our labors. Selling food, shelter and memorabilia to these pilgrims will feed millions of our descendents for more than a hundreds of years.”
Perhaps in five centuries or five millennia, our cities will be unearthed. Billions will come and look at our labyrinths of “cubicles”. Ahh, the great American Empire. It was a society that built a “computer” system that linked each of it citizens to a one another so they could do work. They would spend between 8 and 14 hours a day in these boxes staring at screens pushing “keys” with their fingers. The crowd will be amazed.
Little children will sell Dilbert “statues”, a god of comedy, whose image appears in almost a third of all cubes. The future affluent will feel guilty because these poor children will likely die before the age of 150 so the rich will purchase the over-priced brick-brack. The Dilbert idols will return with the tourist to their living rooms and the pretentious tourists will talk about how quaint Terra was. “If only Titan had the culture and history of Terra. They seem to value family much more back on the home planet, don’t they?” It will be an odd compliment of Terran culture coming from an individual who will having the practice of rolling up the window of their space cruiser every time they pass through the Terran part of town on Titan.
So much work over time and for what end? To become a tourist sight? Maybe if we’re lucky. I can only hope that one day someone will look down on the remains of cube and understand their life better. He may realize that he doesn’t have to be an asteroid mining consultant like everyone else. Maybe he’ll realize his dream and move to Neptune for a few decades. After all, he may be a young 40-year-old fresh out of university and I imagine Neptune women will be pretty fucking hot.
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