Late Nights and Too Much Classical Music

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thatguythatlikesmgsandhiskitties

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thatguythatlikesmgsandhiskitties

My grandma still uses burlap sacks that she got before my mom was born

My dad has like twenty folgers coffee cans full of bolts and nails, and he hasn't drank coffee in twenty years

The gas can I bought last year already has a fucking stress crack in the side and its completely useless now

The gas can my grandad stole from the shipyard during the coldwar is still being used and he's welded it back together so many times its practically not even the same can

I hate planned obsolescence I hate things designed to be thrown away I hate things that are unfixable I hate things designed to be used once I hate things meant to be replaced regularly I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate I hate

disheveledcatgirl
politicalprof

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Well, you know, some bathroom graffiti offers insight.

madfishmonger

Red marker handwriting on a bathroom wall. Text reads:

“Boss made a dollar
Granddad made a dime
But that was a poem
From a simpler time.

Boss made a thousand
Gave pa a cent
But that penny paid the mortgage
Or at least it paid the rent

Now Boss makes a million
And gives us jack
Smugly blames the workers
For the labor that he lacks.”

a-krogan-skald-and-bearsark

And the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls.