Saturday, January 14, 2012

Why do we do Anything?

Have you ever thought about why you do anything? By that, I mean why you do something instead of nothing. For myself, if ever given the option, I will always do nothing instead of something. The answer is, you do things solely to shut people up.

Sounds harsh. But think about it. With very few exceptions, your actions day-to-day, minute-by-minute, are dedicated to getting other people off your back. 

You go to work. But who gets the money? The mortgage company or landlord, the insurance companies, the oil companies, the utility
companies, and Uncle Sam. What's left for you? Nothing. So why do you do it? To shut those people up.

But you need the house for shelter. You need the the car to go to work to earn the money to pay for the car so you can go to work to earn the money . . . You get it. Both the car and the house, and everything in it normally require a payment to a bank and to an insurance company. You need health insurance, so you pay them. See? 

Why do you clean the house? To shut the old man up. Why do you have sex? Because the old man is begging for it. Why is he begging for it? Because his balls demand it, and his mom, or Jesus, or somebody, told him it was wrong to spill his seed through artificial means, as it were. Why do you cook dinner? Because the brats and the wife are demanding it. Why do you do anything at work? To shut somebody up. What specific thing do you do at work? The thing that will cause you the most trouble if it ain't done, or the thing that someone is hounding you for. You do it to shut them up.

But this can work in your favor. Ever hear the phrase "the squeaky wheel gets the grease?" That's what it means. If you make enough noise, someone will give you what you want to shut you up.

If you stop and look at it, nearly everything you do is done as a reaction to external demands (a polite way of saying it's done to shut someone up). Very little is done to satisfy yourself. What other people do is done to shut you (or someone else) up. So be the squeaky wheel. Demand the grease. You'll get it.

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