Dirty Laundry
Maybe you’ve heard the old saw that “prostitution is the oldest profession in the world.” Ha! I put my money on launderer. Even before the first tramp turned her inaugural trick, women were spritzing their muddy leaves and washing their mate’s smudgy loincloths.
Nowadays we have machines to do our dirty work. We deposit our filthy loads, soap up, push the soft, round buttons, and voila! Out comes spin-cycled joy.
Modern society is all about temporal convenience. We find ourselves eating faster, sleeping quicker, and loving life’s speed. But have you ever stopped to wonder why the scramble to squeeze out a few more hours from your day? To watch that new TV episode? Catch that new 3-D movie? To enjoy peaceful moments of contemplation? Do you not feel the tiniest prick of irony at this?
How many times a week do you wash your clothes?
