agency and self
"When I am dead
do not name me in relation to capital I will
be wageless & worthless & perfect."
–Brendan Joyce
I couldn’t believe that the rest of my life was going to mostly consist of doing labour for someone else. I couldn’t believe no one else was making a fuss? Why was everyone so content to just accept these conditions? Why was I so intolerant to the idea? Was I so privileged, so precious, so lazy that I couldn’t just accept that this is what life is?
Amie McNee • I didn't want a job
