Oooh you're a naughty mess

i recall buk saying without the booze he'd've suicided or gone to the nut house/ drug use in the lower echelons of society is seen as vile and depressing in the extreme but consider the situation of a guy working a lift, trapped in a box lit by strip lights, being told which button to press, having to be polite and set er ah and set er ah/ logically he's making the best of an intolerable situation and was it not oscar twat-cunt wilde who said it is the mark of genius to make opportunities where none are apparent/ the rich expect the poor to show, dignity, reserve, hard-work, all that shit/ and what rewards do these bring?/ fuck all, except p'haps they are slightly less looked down upon by those above them and so can feel some sense of pride/ a house nigger/ yessuh!/ a heroin addict who lives in a skip will experience moments of bliss but at a high price/ when sick his situation is unbearable/ the conclusion?/ there is nothing absolutely better/ every thing has its perks and downsides/ the life of a poor junky has flashes of heaven/ the life of the poor staid worker has no flashes of beyond but then he doesn't experience the intolerable hell of being sick on street in the biting cold/ but his frustration translates into other areas of his life/ the conclusion?/ there is no conclusion/ we all are bound to the spokes of the wheel and are gifted and fucked by turns/ but surely josephine bloggs with cash has a better life that joney bliggs without/ no/ hell is relative/ a guy with cash's hell is them same as the hell of a man without cash/ i've known guys on the streets with one leg who impart such significance to acquiring one of each to enjoy after a hard days graft/ i've know rich guys who have it all and bore of it because it's all too easy/ everyones different/ you can't group people into neat binary opposites/ and this is why psychology, drug treatment, psychiatry fails/ over simplification/one guy with red hair and a diazepam habit's treatment may work and another guy with red hair and a diazepam habits treatment won't work/ desperate for salvation people grasp onto the most tenuous similarities to give them hope / take language: philosophy of language is notoriously difficult because when one starts to analyse any simple statement it is found to contain many inconsistencies/ the idea of language is to give people some common ground by which to communicate their feelings/ it is simply an agreement driven by common sense (i.e. an understanding of the flawed nature of human understanding because we are all disparate entities floating in a void)/ because every individuals feelings are so different, because of backgrounds, spacial locations, physical and psychological make ups, a lot has to be over looked to reach any form of 'understanding', which is why language breaks down entirely under scrupulous analysis/ it is human insecurity, a desperate need to feel secure, to feel grounded that a) drives this common sense approach and b) makes people so desperate to disprove this theory/