Franz Kafka, Disgruntled Office Worker

Let's face it, he probably was. If you've ever read any of his books, you'll see the obvious parallels: but if he were alive now, I think Franz would be locking and loading and thinking it's time to go postal. I'm writing this because Kafka hit the nail on the head: psychologically the position we are forced to put ourselves into for work is tantamount to indoctrination. Obviously this doesn't apply to everyone, but the average Joe (such as myself) works in an office, hitting buttons and copying/pasting for eight hours a day sat behind a screen that is slowly boiling your eyes, but it's not left that at that. Now you have to live the company, breath in it's acrid air of superiority and kowtow to the machinations of managers and mysterious HR departments without the smallest bit of dialogue interchanged. To be successful in an office now, means foregoing personality for the majority of your life. You can't be to loud, but you have to be a "pro-active communicative member of the team", you have to have constructive input, but it must be praise and not negative (saying that such and such is wrong is frowned upon).

Such as it is, the office presents an irreconcilable dichotomy that cannot be resolved in the psyche. It offers you the chance to express yourself, but that expression must be within the terms that the company wants. Essentially it gives you the illusion of freedom to be who you are, but when you try to get this "out there", the illusion if sadly shattered as your free will is not the companies, but not just on a business sense, but on how you conduct yourself. With such a paradox in place, is it any wonder that stress, anxiety, and depression are now occurring to more people than ever before? Much as K finds himself in a situation where he thinks he is progressing, the illusion is taken away repeatedly, until he (us) questions everything about life and whether we are intrinsically wrong!

Speaking of the office, I better get back to work now. God I hate my job.

My Love for you (Sausage Sandwich) is Like Red Red Ketchup

Oh Sausage sandwich you're devine,
you've got greasy drippings
that feel just fine,
buttery bread, is calorific dread

And oodles of ketchup
like something just dead.
Oh sausage sandwich
clog those artery's

If I'm going to hell,
make mine with seven
before I go I'll be in sausage heaven.

Dirty, Filthy, Sex, With Spurious Terms and Conditions

As the song "The Bad Touch" states, 'You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals' with 'you' implying a non-specific person with whom one could be having carnal relations with. This song highlights a more simplistic meaning of sexual intercourse, indeed to such a degree as to take it at it's most base raison d'etre. This theory is supported by the reference "So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel", which obviously parallels male and female intercourse as nothing more than the animal copulations purportedly shown on the aforementioned TV channel, which for those who haven't seen it, is a documentary Channel on television that in it's previous incarnation had many nature programme's broadcast on it.



Dr. C. George Boeree states "Everything, both good and bad, seems to stem from the expression or repression of the sex drive." Dr. Boeree, in his analysis of Freud's theory of personality formation, relates that good and bad can stem from repression of the sex drive. What the "Bloodhound Gang" are trying to achieve is a freer expression of sexuality, as they implore the listener "...we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files", showing that the "doggy style" is fine and not a moral concern, and that sex just to pass the time whilst also watching a programme on television (and therefore not paying careful intimate attention to one's sexual partner) is a fine and wholesome activity. The Bloodhound Gang, in conjunction with Freud's earlier principles, are saying (in loose terms) that base carnal relations with no higher meaning are a healthier release than repressing those desires, which could lead to personality dissorder.



What it also says that an essay can be written about anything, if one's got the boredom only an incredibly tedious office job can create to motivate you!