Thursday, November 7, 2013
The vicious, depressing, and painfully familiar cycle of life, brought to you by Ameritrade
Jeff and Karen don't know it yet, but their lives as individual human beings are about to come to an end.
You see, Jeff and Karen are about to meet. They'll be physically attracted to each other, they'll go out to dinner and have long, involved talks and gradually realize that they really, really like being together and don't even notice when hours have gone by. They'll go to movies and take long walks in the park and when they aren't together, they'll think about each other a lot.
But then, because there's this thing called Society which has Expectations, they'll fuck it all up by getting married. Then they'll get a house with a mortgage which they'll spend extra hours at work laboring to pay off. Sex won't be fun anymore- it will be a chore and a duty and naturally Karen will start popping out children, because yes those Societal Expectations again. Jeff will get crow's feet around his eyes staring at his laptop screen maneuvering money here and there, because he Must plan for being dead someday and leaving the fruits of his labor to that girl he used to really enjoy sleeping with and those kids.
Jeff and Karen won't be running off to the beach at a moment's notice- no more grabbing a bottle of wine out of the fridge and slipping into a park for a little slightly illegal but ever so much fun naughtiness, because there are those kids and, again, those Societal Expectations. It's all so By the Book for Jeff and Karen, but that's ok because this is the way it's Supposed to Be.
Jeff and Karen have long since been rendered cold, and in the all-too-near future they will be rendered dead as well. That's ok, though- they've had the required boy and girl who will grow up to have a few brief years of fun before becoming square pegs in square holes. Buying houses. Having kids. Getting old. Worrying about money. And pretending that somehow this is all worthwhile, because after all, Society approves.
Congratulations, Jeff and Karen. You represent all that is suffocating and noxious in a life rendered lifeless all too quickly. Here's society's reward for you- a pat on the head, and another little nudge toward the abyss.