20.9.11

Amerikuhh


There are a lot of times I wish I would just move home to the United States and give up on this pipe dream.  There are also a lot of times I am so thankful I live in Sweden.  Which are sort of like the times that I realize how much harder my life would be if I moved home:

http://www.truth-out.org/goodbye-all-reflections-gop-operative-who-left-cult/1314907779

http://gawker.com/5840024/ron-pauls-campaign-manager-died-of-pneumonia-penniless-and-uninsured

Now that I'm all forward-thinking 'n stuff, I think about having kids.  A lot.  A lot more than my anti-marriage, anti-reproduction self of the past would think possible.  So, how could I consider leaving the relative safety of this place for the possibility of not have health insurance for my kids over there?

Not gonna do it.  Above all, the message that I like to send home, with a mischievous and cynical twinkle in my eye, is that living here is easy.  It's efficient, and without paperwork, comparatively.  Welfare states are good for lazy people.  You just show up to the emergency room, or call and make an appointment.  It frees up your time so you can be more creative and start things like Spotify or The Pirate Bay.  Or be ABBA or The Knife or Lykke Li.  Or my acquaintance Lovisa and her brother Jakob:



Freedom is:  having nothing left to lose?  just being able to show up?  making music videos on islands in the Baltic Sea?

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