I’ve been thinking about mopping.
Let me describe to you what mopping is.
Mopping is when you look at the earth, and you think “My weak human feet can’t make it across this hard and rocky, or grassy, or snowy, or sandy surface! And it’s cold too. The earth is cold on my little toes. I’ll have to put some kind of smooth surface on top.”
That’s the floor.
Then what you do is you take a big stick of metal, or wood, and you attach a bunch of really thick and really heavy strings to the end. Then you spray some chemicals onto the floor. These are potentially environmentally NOT friendly chemicals. Potentially. You do this in a partially enclosed building: your home. You then proceed to rub the really thick and really heavy strings into the chemicals. You do this because the earth has, somehow(!), gotten into your home and onto your floor(!).
That’s what mopping is.
Wouldn’t it be easier to just not put the floor down in the first place? Eventually your feet will get used to the roughness and the cold. That’s why shoes were made. Plus, you can totally make a wicked cool, and yet toasty warm enclosure on top of a piece of earth sans floor.
We are bizarre creatures. We wholeheartedly love our own floors though. That’s something we’ve got going for us.
On another note, I have an idea about how to stop all the stuff you don’t like about the world.
Step 1: think of something you don’t like.
Step 2: think of a way to change it.
Step 3: follow through.
ex. I think it’s shitty that people don’t eat organic food. Then I should build a garden for them. They probably can’t afford to pay $5.00 for eggs
ex. I think that the streets are boring, and ugly and grey. Then I should paint them! Tons of amazing humans get away with it all the time. It’s bad ass. If they can do it, I can do it too!
ex. I don’t like violence. I will go give someone a hug, or look a stranger in the eye. It will feel so nice to stop staring at feet!
ex. I don’t like floors. Then I won’t buy a house? Or build I’ll build my own cool enclosure sans floor(!). (Maybe get a tent… just in case you can’t build a very good enclosure on your own just yet.)
It seems as soon as you realize you can change one thing, you realize you can change another.
And things tend to spiral.
Good luck moving out of your houses my university friends! Don’t strain your already slightly-hunched-from-homework backs whilst mopping your floors for your landlords. Your lords of the pieces of earth we shelter ourselves thusly upon.
On this thought, I bid you adieu lords, ladies, dukes, duchesses and rent payers all the same.