Tuesday, October 27, I learned that I go into the device RSA, in addition to my salary of part-time worker. Much the end of an era, my era Rmiste a short era in terms of physical time that has seen the big bang or the seventh day of Genesis (yes, no person froissons), dinosaurs, the glacial period, the end of the Neanderthal man, civilizations Aztec, Inca, Chinese, Egyptian, Greek, Roman, Ottoman, Visigoth, European, Western, rechinoise. Physical time is long that takes us shortcuts and anachronisms. But time is also long for the inactive man, or rather served to justify its attribute of "inactive" wide its silly little life. We watch the planes go by one day English course by saying that life will never be as boring as this moment. It may be hard, it may be unfair, it may lead to death, but it will not be so deadly boredom of high school student who watches the world move without him through the window. Did not count on the fact of not finding work. Even the Knights of the Round Table and their quest for the Grail had another idea in mind: to honor, camaraderie, glory, God, be the wife of his friend, traveling the world ... Look for work, and its consequence of "being in RMI "is more like a Beckett play, waiting in a hurry, wait-stress, an entry in a world that is the paradox and boredom, which is defined as another's absurdity.
So how to break the vicious circle of those who seek a little, a lot, passionately, to madness, and most of all? How to store an identity claim in the world of active, smooth and efficient, when the day is to build a system opaque and uncertain for the sole purpose of reaching the end of the day, week, month?
Looking for a job and not finding it is the end of belonging to a society what it is: it pays us to accept that no longer take part. You do not become second-class citizen, it "is" simply in the moment and there 'is not "primarily.
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