Unemployment. That’s shitty tough, bloody fucking tough. Global economical recession, the elitism of choosing employees in corporations and civil society, and the monstrous high cost of living. I feel the creeping doom. It waits for me, smiling with a taint of irony. Oh yes, the ‘wonders’ of unemployment and painful recession. What a marvellous, wicked prospect of doom.
Expenditures, to reduce this further drives me insane; ranting like a lunatic. Some jobs are available but the income is pitiful. Take one and you will find yourself in a more-fucked impossible situation. Transport maintenance, petrol, tolls for the usage of roads, parking fees, tele-communication cost, etc, etc, so forth. Everything is on the rise, well almost everything ~ quality of life takes a plunge, moving closer to poverty. Unavoidable I guess… Maybe.
The Institutions would tell you differently, naturally so, as they merely seek profitability and to squeeze people like me into damnation. The truth is, there is a class war, or more like a caste system, if you’re born poor, you will remain poor and your children will also be poor. Elitism decides on who gets what and where. The ultra rich get everywhere, and $$ buy them the freedom to get anything.
Times are bad, it has been horrible everywhere. In the mean time, I will have to do away with many of my other expenditures. And it doesn’t leave me with much. Health care is something I cannot abandon, without it I would perish in a matter on months.
Thus I sometimes feel as if I am running in the rat race of redundancy. Running, and crawling, in the circle of doom.
Zashnain
An avid blogger, twitterer and photojournalist, Zashnain Zainal suffers from an incurable addiction to social work, helping marginalised communities since 1989. Nowadays he travels from the plantations of Malaysia to the slums of Thailand. He can be found at zashnain.com and @bedlamfury
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