Red Tape

There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling, I had to believe whatever clocks said -- and calendars.
Kurt Vonnegut

The problem is that I don't really believe -- I know that our puny measurement of time and place is bullshit, but I have to go along with it because of where and when I am. It's much harder to play the game when you can't really see the board.

We're supposed to have our cars registered, licensed and insured. Additionally, you must have a driver's license to drive a car. (I seem to always be losing mine -- the actual card, I mean.) Then all of these pieces of paper have to renewed monthly, yearly and every few years and you have to keep track of when they have to be renewed and you have to be able to produce them on a moment's notice or suffer fines and possible incarceration. And I haven't even begun to list the additional insurances and registrations expected -- mortgages, taxes and water bills. We've enslaved ourselves to documentation, which is neither an art nor a science.

I believe I am a reasonably capable woman, but I must admit that the task of organizing the paperwork of my life is so far past me. I'd rather spend my time and energy making a good tipi and warm clothes and figuring out a nice garden.

I'm afraid entropy will eat us. I'm almost welcoming Armageddon. Let the zealously religious and those who believe in over-ordering order rise up body and soul to a different plane where they can legislate and proscribe to their hearts content. Leave the earth to us heathens.