the sleeper awakens (circa 2005)
In years prior, I was a person going through the various stages of cynicism: denial, anger, apathy. I was not handling life stressors well. This phase of life was best illustrated by Groening’s “Life in Hell” series, which depicted man’s inability to come to terms with the demands of corporate life after art school. I was Binky, the character that works the treadmill job, with the early am alarm, waking to bloodshot eyes, rousing oneself to bad office coffee, bad food, that can’t sleep at night, tired during the commute, at the office during the day, the in/out boxes without end, the meaningless work. Those are simply realities for the average civil servant/corporate office worker. I knew what I was going through, and why I was so pissed off and stressed out. We’d been through 9/11 and my brother was sent off to war as a sergeant in artillery and world events in general were not happy ones. I had historic issues that seemed just as relevant as ever, maybe even more so, s