> > Do it for me Catherine. I love to stir argument, but I can't get a clear idea
>> of exactly what people you mean. When you say "do not sell labour", do you
>> mean in the narrow sense of not being legally an employee?
>
>Well I could mean that, yes, I guess. But it wasn't the example I was thinking
>of though. I sell something to my employer, without a doubt, but it would be
>really hard to see that as labour in Marxist terms.
Unfortunately I'm not familiar with the terms of your relationship to your employer. You'll have to spell it out for me.
>I did not grow up or learn to work with anything like the same "relations to
>production" I have now (given that that is once more the hardline credo of the
>month on lbo). It would be nothing short of useless stupidity to imagine that
>my relation to my employer and their profit margin now was the same as it was
>when I worked as a teller, a clerk, selling Avon or clothes, reading tarot
>cards, or when i was unemployed (among other things I could list).
So what has changed? And what are you suggesting that implies in terms of class?
>Well, I guess I'm a bit cranky this weekend. I'm so damned hot. Though, at
>least moisture-in-the-air hot, not the insane desert stuff.
>
>But if you like we can be cranks together. I probably need the practice if I'm
>going to even marginally fit in here.
Well here together we'd be rat-bags, not the American "cranks". Unless you mean by "here" the LBO list? I'm not sure you can learn to be a rat-bag though. You've either got it or you haven't. Everybody says I've got it. ;-)
We got a drop of rain here today though. Not enough to get the ground wet, but just enough to cool the air a fraction. Saturday was hell, I stepped outside to check on the animals and it was like stepping into an oven, a fan-forced oven, there was a hot wind blowing and the sky was was tinged with the red smoke of a far-away bushfire. So we drew the curtains and kept the doors and windows closed to delay the inevitable, but by evening the heat had permeated through the insulation. Couldn't get to sleep until way into the wee hours. Its going to be a long summer.
But you can't be middle class if you don't have air-conditioning Catherine! Admit it, you're a fraud. ;-)
Bill Bartlett Bracknell Tas