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The lady at the local grocery says she works seven days a week. “I love it,” she says. “Nothing to do at home but watch TV.”
By JudithFebruary 1974Let me always turn my back on security. For it is the fearful uncertainty of my life that gives me strength.
By Kip BakerFebruary 1974Figuring out what you really want, barely making ends meet, looking busy
By Our ReadersFebruary 1974The Chapel Hill Board of Aldermen have once again put off taking a stand on the controversial street vending issue, at least until next month.
By Joy HewittFebruary 1974“Yesterday, I mailed off my application for the federal service entrance exam. After four years of seeking an alternative to the system, the possibility of a nine thousand dollar a year job working for the Environmental Protection Agency is almost appealing.”
By Joy HewittFebruary 1974For three days last year I planted small trees and shrubs along Interstate 85 for $3 an hour. Mindlessness, talentless and eternal boredom became the key words filtering through my consciousness, as all sense of self expression and sensitivity took a back seat to survival.
By Stephen MartinFebruary 1974Work on yourself first, before you work on something else. That’s kind of the basic idea. The Zen people say wash your bowl. The Sufis say clean your mirror. It’s all the same thing. Work on yourself first, then those other questions answer themselves.
By Mike MathersFebruary 1974More jobs in the last year than I can remember, and so little sense, through it all, of any purposeful endeavor, of meaningful labor, of real work.
By Sy SafranskyFebruary 1974Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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