Monday, February 16, 2009

phallocracy and regimentation

Monday, February 16, 2009

Where hierarchy and phallocracy are the order of the day and civilians must always bow down, dance for, and shine the patent leather shoes of his or her commanding officer, it is no wonder why I left my old work place. To say that I felt suffocated and stagnated in that excessively regimented fortress is an understatement. Whenever I listen to my friend who stayed behind and who persistently bitches about the kind of crap she had to take everyday, I can’t help but feel a perverse kind of schadenfreude. I know it’s awful of me to feel good about it but with how appalling the situation remains there, I am relieved I’m not a part of it anymore. Things haven’t changed. It’s sad, but I guess they never will.


8 comments:

jacqueline said...

Things haven’t changed. It’s sad, but I guess they never will.

-not unless somebody would be brave enough to take the lead? :)

Angeli said...

there must be one brave soul out there. :)

Amelia said...

but some old things never change especially if they are not really up for any changes...

Angeli said...

I guess it's just a matter of acceptance then.

Anonymous said...

for a while i thought you were lisa simpson. she used phallocentric instead of phallocracy though but used schadenfreude during moments of perspicaciousness.

Angeli said...

hahaha.. compared to her, i am an idiot.

agnes said...

I love the way you write Angeli.

Angeli said...

Thank you, Agnes. I truly appreciate it.

 
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