Bingy's Art Archive

Do you ever think about how the one block jump for the chicken or one block vertical jump for the beef is actually like a perfect 1:1 analogy for how capitalism forces people into a workaholic lifestyle? Those at the top will dangle the beef in front of the eyes of the lowest class, enticing them to keep pushing themselves day by day beyond what’s healthy, one slip can ruin their whole life if they aren’t on their A-game all the time every time. They say that if you work hard, one day you can rank up in society, just keep jumping for the beef, the noob class is kept at the point just before starvation, so no matter whether they chose the risky gamble or the safe bet, they don’t have a choice to not play the game unless they want to starve and lose it all anyway. This creates a self fulfilling cycle where ranking up outside of your birth position is so rare that basically no one does it without gross amounts of luck or nepotism to back them.

There’s also the class warfare thing with the noobs and the pros, the noobs see the pros as evil because their lack of context, but you zoom out and the pros are just as much a victim of the system as the noobs, they take on the blame while being crushed under the same framework with the same consequences and illusion of choice, only they have slightly nicer privileges. Zoom out even more you have the ruling class, who never show their faces subjecting everyone below them to these rules, not even specifically because it benefits them, but because it’s always been this way. To change it would be going against the best system in the world, you’re a fool if you want to change it in the eyes of the parkour masters. Despite the masters and champion classes making all of the rules, those in the middle and at the bottom of society are too busy blaming each other to realize where the true injustice is coming from.

All of that being said, I’ve recently felt the need to constantly be doing something productive when I’m not clocked into work, driving to work, or driving home from work. I need to give myself a bit of grace because while I’m not in a precarious financial situation, I feel the need to work as hard as I can every single day in order to feel like my future will be safe and comfortable. Pretty often I go to bed feeling like I didn’t jump for the beef and only took the raw chicken, like it’s going to bite me later if I don’t claw the smallest bit of meaningful extracurricular progress every day. I also can’t stop because I need to keep going to work because I need money, I need to keep going to school to earn more money at work, I need to keep drawing because I have things I want to create and I get horribly bored if I don’t. To stop would be to let down everyone cheering me on and telling me to keep going, so I keep going, keep jumping for the goddamn beef every day for as long as my energy reserves hold out.

I’m kinda tired.

anyway here’s a WIP sketch i’m probably gonna redraw