Thursday, February 02, 2006
Work.
Child labor. If therere is one biographical fact people otherwise unfamiliar with Chuck Dickens knows, it is that he worked in a factory as a kid. This is why his novels are populated with dirt encrusted snot bags, often times rising out of their low positions.
Maybe it is for the following anthropological insight that I like Dickens so much: Work totally sucks.
For example I worked nearly 3 hours today. Much longer and I should think my back would have snapped in two.
I am now going to watch the bbc version of Bleak Hous.
Child labor. If therere is one biographical fact people otherwise unfamiliar with Chuck Dickens knows, it is that he worked in a factory as a kid. This is why his novels are populated with dirt encrusted snot bags, often times rising out of their low positions.
Maybe it is for the following anthropological insight that I like Dickens so much: Work totally sucks.
For example I worked nearly 3 hours today. Much longer and I should think my back would have snapped in two.
I am now going to watch the bbc version of Bleak Hous.
