This morning, I had the pleasure of walking past a road works operation at a busy roundabout. At least 20 cars were banked up on every exit, all stalled until the little man with the sign let them move. Of course, I scoffed at them. Look at all those idiots, I thought to myself. They think they’re so free with their vehicles, but they forget that they only exist within a system: the system of roads. They are at the whim of someone else, and now they are stranded with no power to reverse their plight. But I am truly free, because I walk. I may also exist within a system of land, but my system was not invented by someone else and is controlled by both no one and everyone.
Five minutes after my false feeling of superiority, I boarded a train. And 20 minutes after that, it broke down, leaving me to stare at the platform for 15 minutes as I waited for Queensland Rail’s residant geniuses to restore the power.
Well played, life.
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