Sunday, November 30, 2014

Do We Own Our Stuff, Or Does Our Stuff Own Us?

Accoding to the book:  THEORY OF THE LEISURE CLASS, our stuff owns us.  I know my cats own me.  And I wish we could get rid of a bunch of shite in the flat, but it ain't mine.  All I technically own is an ancient car, and some clothes.  This compooter ain't mine, and neither is anything else in this place.  I have free use of it, for I maintain it and I am also given enough every week to keep the household running, plus my bills are paid, for I am flat broke.  Used to be the other way around when my current keeper was my keepee, but oh well.  I suppose the score is being settled and we'll end up even.  Kinda.