Published November 8, 2023

I woke up yesterday and wanted to spend no more than 15 minutes posting the above screenshot, making a few snide remarks and preparing for an appointment. More than four hours later, I was finally able to access WordPress and my website, and I didn’t care anymore. I ate late lunch, and just like that, the sun was setting. The day got away from me like so many have lately because of technical issues and computer-related malfunctions.

In that four-hour window of frustration, I couldn’t find evidence anywhere that my website still existed. It was troubling. The time I spent with my hosting company’s customer service sucked away all my energy and momentum from a fairly productive day the day before. I had to come up with ways and means and passwords for extra security measure, which I approve of, but I didn’t know any of it was coming. No warning. And I couldn’t sign in anywhere related to this site.

So, this will be as anticlimactic as can be, even for what was to be a throwaway post.

Last night I did some reading that connected the dots for me linking this to increasing panic about commercial property loans: something something corporate mortgage backed securities. But all I had wanted to say was that capitalism is never satisfied. Damned if you quit, damned if you “quiet quit,” damned if you don’t quit.

You may have seen compilations of “nobody wants to work anymore” headlines and articles from 10, 20, 50, 100 years ago. It’s a complaint as old as bosses. Now, as someone I know put it, it seems nobody wants to not work anymore.

I mean …