Tuesday, December 30, 2008
The business people and the romantics seem at odds. It sounds nice to say that making a living means having fun, but really, then there's nothing to strive for is there? Having fun is easy.
Oh yummy wank.
Personally, I'm all for making money, this is why this is my hobby. When I become unable to sustain it, I'll stop. Being the sort of person who will never get married, I'll have to get an actual job eventually.
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crafty rants,
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According to the hippies and hipsters, you lose your status as an "artist" as soon as you make a profit. You should do your art because you "looooooooove it!", and the second you make enough to buy more beads you're suddenly the moral equivalent of Wal-Mart.
Personally, I find the "anti capitalist irony" to be trite and obnoxious. Most people who spout that stuff either live in their mom's basement, have a trust fund, or a rich husband.
I like living in mom's basement, but I understand that there's nothing wrong with making a good profit. I come from a long line of hustlers. It's good for the soul, I say. Profit away as long as you're not like poisoning little kids or something.
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