You wouldn’t know this, but I didn’t abandon that apprenticeship article. Every and now and then I’ve tickled it with a little update. Just an on-going diary showing how utterly apathetic the scheme is.
Throughout my miserable office career I’ve come across ya’ standard nonsense that permeates throughout these places. No, no-one cares about your stapler.
I’ve noticed a hardening in recent years, a more callous approach to the well being of our fellow human beings. Quite frankly, you meatbags are disposable.
“I’m not sure the point of this award, ok…. The InpuTerror Award for best game featuring a mustachioed man with a brother plumber, from another mother, called Luigi is…”
Sitting on the correct side of an argument afford you a special type of arrogance. It blinds you, it’s almost as strong as a religious conviction.
How could a man like Trump be president?
It doesn’t make any sense.
In September I was sitting in New Yorkfiguring out how to eat a sandwich the size of my head when I looked up and saw Hillary Clinton giving a speech. I’d managed to gnaw through half of it before giving up and coming to the realisation, Clinton is the antithesis of Donald Trump. The perfect candidate. Able to bring out the worst in one another. It was at that moment I realised Trump was incredibly likely to win.
An in-depth examination of the two heavyweight candidates.
Some say that America as a whole is going through something of an IQ test, but this is a completely unfair point. It’s far more nuanced then reducing the matter to a simple disparaging sentence. The anger and apathy of the American population towards the ‘ruling elite’ allows for such a vacuum in power.