I find comfort in the crackle of a not-so-gently-loved vinyl.
Sure, some albums sound amazing fresh out of the sleeve, in immaculate condition, and a legitimate skip in a record makes me cringe. But a little surface noise tells me that this album has been around. Someone handled it enough that it got a little beat up along the way. It has been played and tossed on top of another pile of records in turn. Or played so much that the grooves have been worn out.
So it has a little static. a little pop and crackle. But so does a campfire, and so does a running brook. And I might be crazy, but that crackle is as comforting to me as the murmur of slow moving traffic, electric base board heaters, the hum of a refrigerator. These sounds are all familiar and personal and I wouldn’t trade that crackle for silent clarity any day.
I have a lot of headcanons about gilbert finally really moving in with roderich and his mounting horror as he discovers how lazy and indifferent roderich is to cleanliness like behind that elegant get up is a man who does not know how to take care of himself or his house he was too lazy to learn after all the servants left he tried for like a week and kept dropping things and was finally like u know what fuck it so gilbert finds dustbunny empires under the sofa and the carpet and one day he just walks in on roderich scooping a bowl out of the dishwasher and he’s like I haven’t run that yet and roderich’s like ehh it looks clean, and gilbert is just standing there flabbergasted like
“I want to eat” doesn’t eat
“I’m not hungry” eats everything
“I want to draw” doesn’t draw
“I want to sleep” doesn’t sleep
“I want to get up” sleeps
“I should do my chores” ignores them
“I want to relax” does chores
OK, this bugs me and scares me a bit but please bear with me and hear me out.
I was expected to do lots of chores as a kid. A LOT of my friends weren’t expected to do any chores. To be honest, I believe kids should be expected to do chores because responsibility is part of living in a community. Now, they didn’t choose to be born. But working together with your kid is a way to help them feel welcome and give them a degree of control over the household. It may be annoying to be asked to fold some laundry sometimes, but it also means in return (or it should mean) that you can be expected to be responsible for more fun things than matching socks. Or that you in turn can ask your parents to handle something for you that you need help with as well and not feel like you’re a weird outsider or burden. Believe me, a lot of my friends relate feelings of alienation and being a perma-child when their parents see doing all the work as their way to validate themselves and don’t include their kids as part of the household and instead as passengers.
That said, this list really bothers me! Wow! Are you really telling me an 8 year old kid can be expected to vacuum the floors when a vacuum might be the same size as they are? Or that a 10 year old can do all the family’s laundry? Or that a 12 year old might be expected to cook dinner for the family without any help?
I was expected to do all of these things at a similar age, but it wasn’t my age that defined what I was able to do and what I wasn’t able to do. This mentality that your child needs to “pull their weight” or that there’s certain ages at which point you can put your kid to work is really creepy. Your child is not an extension of yourself, they have their own boundaries and they should be respected. I wasn’t expected to reheat dinner and prepare a vegetable to something at age 12-13 because I was “old enough to be expected to.” It was because my mom showed me how almost every week beforehand, I cooked with her and my dad all the time and after I practiced enough at their side they could call home at 5 PM and ask me if I could make some broccoli or something. To disastrous effect, a couple times too… because I was 12!
The idea that as soon as you hit 12 you need to begin looking for work or that you’re old enough to fill your time with labor rather than play (rather than choosing to on your own for some candy store money or something!) is really alarming! I know moms are afraid of their babies never learning how to do basic household tasks but it’s not age that defines a person’s readiness to help. It’s how they have been taught to make a difference and how to be part of a household.
Or that the 9-10 year old kid can be expected to teach their 5 year old sibling how to work, rather than the mom parenting the kid… serious warning bells are being set off here okay. No matter how competent I was at chores, I never was a replacement for my parents in teaching my sister how to do something. Parenting is not something one can deputize. I understand many moms feel they have to pick up after their kids and do everything by themselves thanklessly but weirdly conscripting your kids (rather than helping them naturally contribute and take responsibilities on!) is not an appropriate solution!
it makes me wonder if the frightening ‘minimalism’ of limiting a kids possessions or making the house showroom-neat is an effort to just do less work in picking up + tidying at the expense of having an enriching household environment. And that lists like these are also like, hacks to make your “problem” (your kid being a ‘problem’ in the way of leisure!) do the work for you so you don’t have to.
do you unironically believe that capitalism obligates people to buy?
i dunno about you because you’re only 17 and maybe you haven’t had much experience with things in the real world like, “bills” or “money,” and some people live really sheltered lives and have no idea how the world works outside their affluent suburb. like my first week at the dorms i learned the same people who thought capitalism was wonderful also had no idea how to do their own laundry because they learned the can just exploit women for domestic labor from the moment they won the birth lottery and have maids running about. and these people would never realize they obligate themselves in their social class to hire maids. if they didn’t hire maids, they would be devoting their own labor time to what they view as menial tasks when they could be using that labor time to do things that yield more capital. why should i bother doing chores for an hour and have nothing to show for it but a clean kitchen when i could be doing work for my white collar job for that hour and have 75 dollars to show for it; i can take 13 out of that and pay Lupe to clean instead for that hour instead.
plus, it would look weird if all your friends had servants but you didn’t. there are social ways of coercing people into doing things they otherwise wouldn’t. then there are practical reasons as well. if you can afford servants, that means people in your circles can, too, and you’re a good capitalist who knows about maximizing your personal efficiency, every minute counts. you know your professional rivals can/will use the time you waste cleaning counters or doing laundry or cooking, to get take classes at a nearby college, to network at gatherings, or hell use their disposable income to host a network gathering. if you trifle with chores you’re not meeting new clients, you’re not seeking new patrons, you’re not developing your skills. suddenly, maids aren’t really a luxury for the rich, for them it’s both a social obligation to demonstrate your class (these people look down on manual labor and look up to those who are prosperous enough to create jobs) but also a question of political economy (why spend time doing useless manual labor when you can pay someone to do it while you avoid falling behind).
and maybe you come from such a world, so you have no idea who the rest of us live. or maybe you’re just not as aware of the world around you to appreciate how it affects other people or even how it affects you, especially something like rationing resources in capitalism, so i can sympathize.
but even before i became aware of how capitalism rations the things you need to survive to force you to buy them (a realization that us poors get at like age 10), i feel like i just have to have like food to eat, and last time i couldn’t buy housing i had a recurring ear infection for like three months. so I’m pretty sure you absolutely need these things.
and since you need to sell your labor so you can buy what you need to survive (what makes someone, ‘working class’), and to sell your labor you need something like a phone to apply and be in constant contact with your employer (who demands this as condition to your employment), it starts to look pretty obvious to anyone who has had experience with the real world that yes, you are obligated to buy things that would otherwise kill you if you didn’t buy them.
and maybe you’re not american where capitalism is at its most barbaric, so you might not have heard, but here we literally have laws that force people to buy things that aren’t in themselves necessary. take some time to
Which is kind of good since I neglected a bunch of chores this weekend. I know I should be resting but I hate having a messy house. I can do chores and find time to rest too, right?
My focus this week is really going to be on eating right and looking after myself. Hopefully I’ll be okay to train either tomorrow or Thursday. I start to feel yuck when I haven’t trained in a few days.