Here I sit in the office. It's Saturday. Outside I can hear the drums and calls of IMF/World Bank protesters as they gather in Franklin Square and begin to march west along L Street. I work for a global IT outsourcer. We do some good things, but basically the company is a multi-billion dollar, multi-national corporation. We send jobs to India, to Juarez, to Accra; we take advantage of chealer labor elsewhere. On my way in this morning, I passed men and women of all ages and ethnicity gathering to make their voices heard.
I don't know in which direction this post is headed, I'm just in a bad mood and need to vent. Lately, I can't seem to be comfortable with my place in the world. Perhaps I need a sort of map, like Stephen Daedalus gave himself in Portrait of the Artist...:
Chris, Office 1041, XXXX 15th St NW, Washington DC, United States, North America, The World, The Universe.
I think I feel better now.
Posted by cs at April 24, 2004 2:47 PM