Well, that smacked me round the face.
Goddammit, I suddenly feel a lot worse.
The problem with this thing is that it addresses the problem but never acknowledges that there's a solution. Heck, I wouldn't even say that the comic is really all that accurate: Having a job that pays enough to rent and decorate your own place is a heck of a lot better than barely scraping by on minimum wage, and even having a job that scraps by on minimum wage is a heck of a lot better than not having a job at all.
The situation that it portrays as terrible and mindless is really something that I'd love to have right now. Really? Your own decorated apartment and $35k a year? I've never made more than $10k a year, and am currently unemployed and living with family. Oh, and I actually made decent grades on my degree, so I don't even have that as an excuse. You want depressing? It doesn't get much worse than that.
It gets worse. The author is essentially pointing at anyone who's ever had anyone tell them that they had potential in their lives and deriding them for ending up in the middle ground, as far as income for a single adult goes. If you're making $35k a year, you're making more than 36% of entire households in the US. If you were to marry someone who made the same amount as you, you'd be making more money together than 64% of households in the US. That's pretty dang good and nothing to be ashamed of.
And who cares if you dropped out of college? You know who else dropped out of college? Bill Gates, AKA the guy who could buy enough lottery tickets to have a reasonable chance of winning the lottery and still have enough money to buy himself a Ferrari to pick up the check. Sure, he was pretty dang lucky and had the right skills to do make something that was in demand at the time, but we're looking at a guy who if you earn 1% of 1% of his annual income, you're set for life.
That's why this comic pisses me off. It does nothing but depress you without inspiring you to actually make something of yourself or improving your attitude or situation.
And the attitude is the big one.
You want to improve your lot in life? You want to get up and feel like you're doing something? Then go freaking do something. You don't need the approval of a comic to feel good about your life, and you shouldn't use a crappily made one to feel bad about it either. Take a stand. Want a better job? Submit applications, find opportunities to get to know people that can get you into those jobs. Take some college courses. Didn't do too well in college? Try harder this time. Study more. Work harder.
Do things.You aren't going to get by in life you see your pretty dang comfortable situation as pathetic. Even if you're making enough to rent a crappy apartment and keep food on the table, there's at least a quarter of the United States that would love to be where you're at, and I'm part of it. You've got it pretty dang good compared to other folks, no matter your situation, and don't let anyone tell you any different, especially some stupid comic by an ignoramus who should be castrated with a rusty wood ax.
This rant has been brought to you by the festering rage that I've always had for that comic and sleep deprivation.