I can’t get them out of my head. What does this mean? The phrase takes me all the way back to high school English and teachers who analyzed poetry in particular, but also pretty much every other written thing, to death. I admit I liked trying to impress them with my twisted take on things. I expect a lot of authors would have been totally baffled by the garbage we came up with that they never meant at all.
Anyway, I want to know what you think. Please take my poll.
There are no wrong answers. Probably there are no right answers either. Thank you class. No going home for you until you finish this. I will mail you your marks.
Because I drive a car and eat food (sometimes both at the same time!) of course the current economic climate has affected me. It has affected me all my life. It affects everyone who is not dead and not living in a vacuum somewhere in outer space. But I’m no economist so I can’t dazzle you with the hows and the whys and the wherefores.
I haven’t been crushed by it. I haven’t lost my job and I still get regular (however paltry) pay increases. I live in a house that’s mortgage free and I’m able to pay the annual property taxes. Being comfortable is more important to me than being rich. Although I wouldn’t mind trying ‘rich’ sometime just to make sure.
I think the worlds priorities are mostly screwed up and that money and time and effort are spent on the most incredibly insane things. Like colossally expensive weddings for instance. And homes so vast that two people could wander around in them for days and never meet.
So it all comes down to what you want from your life, what you expect, what you’re willing to settle for and what you can give up and hardly miss. Prices go up. Everybody bitches. Life goes on.
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