I just realized that I never had holidays in summertime since like my childhood, it’s a sad story. In 2008 when I was visiting Kenigsberg for a short period of time, and one day we headed, on the public bus, to the sea to taste the Baltic sea waters, it’s a good story happened to be a long time ago, I saw a bunch of people at the shore doing absolutely nothing but to rest and laugh.
I guess nothing much has changed since that summer, indeed as I can recall from 2019 now sitting at the workplace where I temporarily assigned. And I think from one occasion to another about those people having rest and laughing out loud while taking a sip from the cup with beverages where a miniature beach umbrella in it swimming around, might be that they are working really hard to play hard? What if I do not work my ass off to be able to spend some weeks on the beach?
And then I think it can’t be fair to think like that.
“People may want to read about what it’s like to be poor, but they don’t want to pay for it. Paying for things is a rich person’s privilege, and people pay for access to material wealth and things that get them closer to it. And in the free economy, people like the lingua franca of pop culture. Simple stories about heroes and villains, that when you scratch them open, tell them bigger stories about themselves and the worlds they live in.”