Slave to the Grind

Јер тај ум, који гледа да тера људе да иду куд им се каже, није само у главама архитеката и других планера јавних места. Они често ураде посао како треба – на стадионима направе потребан број улаза, око зграда довољан број места за паркове и паркирање, и градитељи понајчешће и ураде како им се нацрта. Него онда дође неки кербер, ака шеф обезбеђења, и нареди да се затворе сви улази осим једног (случај девојке која је погинула улазећи на концерт Рибље Чорбе у Загребу осамдесетих). Чак и не мора да буде неко место где се наплаћује улаз – по разним фирмама сам виђао, посећујући их послом, да разне бочне капије буду замандаљене. Чак и по кафанама, мензама, тржним центрима (!). Понекад и главни и велелепни улаз у зграду, тик до паркинга, буде не само закључан него и затрпан којекаквом старудијом – господо пословни пријатељи, изволте обићи 500м кроз теретни улаз, обезбеђење! Не можемо дозволити да нам којекакви улазе и да неко нешто украде а да није бар шеф одељења, сви сте сумњиви!
И то нема везе са капитализмом, социјализмом и филателизмом – то је тако у главама управљача простором. Кад стигнем негде, већ по томе како се улази видим какве главе управљају тим. Да ли ме терају да идем куд они хоће, или ипак цене моје нула зарез три секунде. Сетите се овога кад год одједном више не можете да прођете онуда куд сте навикли. Неко вас тренира.

No Country wrote:Нисам на то мислио. Него сам ухватио себе како "дизајнирам" једно три пута док сам читао овај иначе одличан чланак. Имаш код Вонегата то константно упозорење гледе научника: здраво воле да се сиграју замишљеним комбинацијама топовских кугли пред градском скупштином... а онда једног лепог дана замрзну планету, упсис! Међутим, са програмирањем је та ствар "сишла у народ", сада више није неопходно бити генијалан да би се нанела мерљива штета човечанству, постоји једна цела индустрија која се тиме бави. 

The Sleep Revolution is therefore a work of extraordinary gall. There is no consideration of the structural problems with sleeplessness, no critique of the systems which drive people from their beds toward jobs where they nod off to sleep in exhaustion. Arianna Huffington did not invent the web, but she is among those who created the news that never sleeps, in turn created by aggregators working around the clock, so that you might wake up at midnight or 3 or 4 in the morning, entertained by yet another set of links about Kate Middleton in a red dress or a hammock for your head so you can sleep on the train on the way to work.
In the Alien films, the Weyland Corporation sends its workers across the universe, millions of light years away in search of material and profits. But travel across the cosmos is time-consuming; workers would inevitably age along the journey, dulling their efficiency. Weyland’s solution is simple: Sleep pods that hold the bodies in suspended animation. Here all natural bodily functions cease, and the workers are reduced to nothing more than bodies. Once at their destination, the ship, a machine that possesses complete control over them, wakes them up and they continue their work. Everyone is a freelancer; everyone is put to sleep till their next gig. In the first film, when Captain Dallas hacks into the ship’s computer to discover the mission’s operating mandate, he discovers a chilling command stating that capturing the alien is the first and only priority. “Crew expendable,” it reads.
On her Twitter feed, Huffington retweets yet another famous billionaire, Melinda Gates, wife of Bill Gates: “Make sure to be gentle to yourself. Take time for yourself. Make sure that you’re taking care of yourself in order to be the best person and do your best job.” Ultimately, that’s all that matters to Huffington and her ilk, that the workers remain at their most fit, churning out content when awake, then suspended in pods until their labor is next required. And should these freelancers prove too costly, well, “crew expendable.” In space, no one can hear you cry in your dreams.

Quote wrote:Over the past several decades, China has transformed from a largely poor and rural farming nation to a world power with massive economic heft and a rapidly growing urban middle class. While access to the global economy offers the emerging generation of young adults unprecedented access to material goods and a wide range of lifestyles, consumerism has come at a cost for some Chinese millennials who are seeking something beyond money. With a contemplative style that evokes its subject, the Beijing-based filmmaker Ellen Xu’s Summoning the Recluse introduces several young Chinese urbanites who are embarking on spiritual quests. Through a hermit’s lifestyle that draws on Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian traditions – either for a brief respite from modern life, or for the long haul – they focus on studying religion, meditation and connecting with nature, seeking meaning in what they describe as an ‘ancient way of life’.

Quote wrote:Economists believe in full employment. Americans think that work builds character. But what if jobs aren’t working anymore?

No Country wrote:Запослиће најбољу рибу која се јави, под условом да довољно исфлертује са комисијом. Why not, када сви пријављени (и непријављени) кандидати потпуно једнако испуњавају услове конкурса, све док имају 25 година или више?

Indy wrote:

No Country wrote:Запослиће најбољу рибу која се јави, под условом да довољно исфлертује са комисијом. Why not, када сви пријављени (и непријављени) кандидати потпуно једнако испуњавају услове конкурса, све док имају 25 година или више?

Ne piše da traže žensku?

Indy wrote:

No Country wrote:Запослиће најбољу рибу која се јави, под условом да довољно исфлертује са комисијом. Why not, када сви пријављени (и непријављени) кандидати потпуно једнако испуњавају услове конкурса, све док имају 25 година или више?

Ne piše da traže žensku?

A Call for a New Strenuous Age
by BRETT AND KATE MCKAY

ontheotherhand wrote:Why time management is ruining our lives
All of our efforts to be more productive backfire – and only make us feel even busier and more stressed 
by Oliver Burkeman

https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2016/dec/22/why-time-management-is-ruining-our-lives

ontheotherhand wrote:Mislim da i ovo spada ovde.

A Call for a New Strenuous Age
by BRETT AND KATE MCKAY

Word count: ~11,800
Time to read: ~40-60 minutes 

http://www.artofmanliness.com/2016/12/21/call-new-strenuous-age/

Sloterdijk's irrepressible imagination propels him to consider today's crystal palaces as temples of relaxation for us worthless postmoderns, complete with lifts to take us to different floors. These floors recall nothing so much as Dante's infernal circles. On the first floor, you'll find those who have succeeded in fulfilling the dream of income without performance (Prince Andrew?). The fifth floor is for those who have become famous without achieving anything worthwhile (X Factor contestants). But it's the second floor that intrigues me the most: there you'll find those who profit from political security without themselves having to fight. Sloterdijk argues that the most visible change to the west's mentality in the last half-century is the arrival of the new man, that symptom of the rapid disintegration of historical masculinity.

In this, we are truly the last men envisaged by Nietzsche, anti-Napoleons who represent the decadent full stop to the heroic offensive adventure of western civilisation. But women, too, beware. "Pampering," writes Sloterdijk with latter-day Dostoevskyan disdain, "the expectation of security without struggle, has infused almost every individual existence today, regardless of gender."

It's perhaps no surprise that his more recent book, You Must Change Your Life, is a superb and wide-ranging analysis of those moderns who have refused to be pampered or to dwell in capitalist decadence. In a disenchanted world of production and consumption, he argues, some of us look to re-enchant our dreary selves through religious observance or spiritual exercises to become more than mere homo economicus. Instead of excoriating resurgent religion in the manner of Richard Dawkins or Christopher Hitchens (both of whom he despises), Sloterdijk finds in this observance a post-secular drive to self-training and self-discipline.