We’re in a panic, as a nation, that we don’t work hard enough, and blame this iniquity for our “decline.” God—the one who blesses America—is withdrawing his favor. Hence the sanctimoniousness with which the topic of work is approached. If you don’t work as hard as people think you should, you’re not just morally inferior, you’re committing a kind of spiritual treason. And if you deny the value of work as a matter of principle, you’re treated like a heretic.
APENECK SWEENEY spreads his knees
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw
Swelling to maculate giraffe.
This is a place of wonders, mysteries, and marvels, the surface of my intellectual capital.
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw
Swelling to maculate giraffe.
This is a place of wonders, mysteries, and marvels, the surface of my intellectual capital.
September 17, 2012
[The American Scholar] Virtually Exhausted