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The housing landscape has changed over the last decade. People have finally caught up to the idea that house prices don't always go up. I have a house (with a home loan attached of course) but it is shelter over my head rather than a ticket to riches. Assuming it's gone up $100k then I haven't made $100k. If I sold I would, minus commission and fees, then if I bought again I'd pay stamp duty and fees and presumably that place would've gone up $100k too... zero sum game. You only win if you accumulate.

But yeah, the immediate rush to 'buy before the next boom' thing is pretty much gone. It's largely a self fulfilling prophecy anyway. If everyone agrees house prices always go up then people will keep buying and pushing prices up. If you take a step back and say '$1m+ for a crappy 3x1 30 minutes from the city isn't actually a good deal' then things slowly normalise. It's a good time to be able to save a deposit that won't be eaten away by price inflation, but a shit time to be looking for work to do that.
 
All cities should just be blown up. People would be happier in the country and those that aren't will be forever miserable anyway.

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'I paid taxes all me life, I deserve a pension and discounted everything and...'
'You mean you deserve to have roads, police, hospitals, a defence force etc'
'Well, no'
'I pay taxes, do I deserve a pension?'
'Well there won't be any money left by then, you'll have to pay for yourself'
'Right'
 
"Move to the country." What the **** do people even do in the country? You know how everybody hangs crap on Tasmania for being an economic shithole? Every country area in Australia is like that. Tasmania just doesn't have a big city to make the data look better. Immigrants don't move to Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane etc because they're cosmopolitan campaigners. They move there because that's where the jerbs are.
 
Live in Armadale OP. Lot's of cheap places there.

I live roughly 25kms from the CBD but can get there by train in 25 mins. Most suburbs that arent newly developed have a train station. Hell even Wellard has a train station. It's not so bad being a fair way from the CBD.
 
You reading my posts? I'm going to go see Taylor Swift again. I don't have an issue in liking things potentially 'lame' or sticking my neck out. Happy to no longer see friends I don't actually get along with that well, happy to move on, happy to take a risk.

This thread also isn't about 'drop everything and go travelling!' because that's not how the world works. You need money. It's a fact. Money can be a great thing and the comfort it brings via a house and food is important, but it's the shit that it creates that keeps us oppressed.

This thread isn't about 'work life balance' or some horseshit, it's about the sort of conspiracy that money has made most of us absolute peasants and slaves to trends and technology but unlike the classic peasants of ancient Greece and Egypt, we are peasants whore refuse to believe we are. Those people hurling bricks in the heat, but they had no illusions of joining royalty. We're told every day that we could be famous because an ugly ginger ****** shorter than us is selling out 20 stadium shows in our country. We're told we could be hot like a model if we just dropped all this weight. But we're also told every time we go out and drink a Becks, we'll stay out until 5am and climb out some blonde's bed and walk home. We're being teased by both sides of the fence and seduced completely... you can't be saying yes to ubereats and then saying yes to losing weight and being of clean mind and happiness. You're being teased constantly and fundamentally ****** over.

And even if I thought the answer was to go travelling again, you can't just come back and expect it to solve the answer. It doesn't.

You can't abandon life either. The closest to that is living with your parents with a Centrelink pay so low, that you'd basically have to sit at home every single day, have no games to play on your playstation, no mobile phone to pay off, no nothing.

The other only option is sitting on a street somewhere, begging for money which people rightfully don't give to you because you know what – they work ****in hard for their money, and why should they give it to someone else? – and then you end up cold and sick and dead.

This world is designed to seduce it and **** us over with our own choices and desires, constrained and constricted by our own wants and greed.

The third industrial revolution, may inspire some hope :
 
I live roughly 25kms from the CBD but can get there by train in 25 mins. Most suburbs that arent newly developed have a train station. Hell even Wellard has a train station. It's not so bad being a fair way from the CBD.

There are 70 train stations in Perth including Perth, Perth Underground, Elizabeth Quay, McIver, Claisebrook, City West which are effectively city stations. There are 270+ suburbs.

The Mandurah Line goes Perth down the Freeway to Cockburn (and beyond).
The Armadale Line goes Perth basically along Albany Hwy for most of through to Armadale which is about as far south.
There would easily be 15-20 suburbs in that block between the the two rail lines that don't have a station. If you live in Riverton or Wilson or something you aren't far from the city but are basically stuck between the two railway lines.

Was always going to be the case with the urban sprawl. Having 270 stations each servicing a handful of people each day isn't feasible.
 
I'm not being all 19-year old student here, but what is the point?

We worship hacks in Hollywood and aspire to be them and live our whole life tracking them.

We work for campaigner bosses, in corporations that have downward pressure, where everyone else above us has more pressure and tries to take more shortcuts, to help people who are millionaires.

These days we have to rent to live, adding to the above point.

We get home so tired, we drink shit and eat shit and don't exercise.

We get told to eat this food and drink this beer and then get told to be this thin because it's hot.

We are never ever ever happy.

We are always aiming for something else.

We're ****** over by the world, by money, we would do anything for cash, and we would do anything to keep our job, and yet we're all a second away from a redundancy and living on the streets. We all try and for what? To die at 78? We all work hard and slave away to what, buy a fridge? We get a job and pay $70 a week to get there?

Life is not made to get us ahead.

We are not made to succeed.

We are made to do as we say and feel pressure from everywhere, to be kept below.

It's ******.
I think your problem is that you're still relatively young and deep down, you still believe you're destined for greatness. But your cloak of youthful invincibility is beginning to wear thin. Maybe you're only just beginning to realise that you're not on the path to greatness... and that really, you're just another ordinary guy.

i.e. You won't find the cure for cancer. You'll never win the Brownlow Medal. You'll never beat Novak Djokovic. The probability is almost zero that you'll ever scream into a microphone "How you doin' Glastonbury!?!" and be met by raised hands and the roar of 80,000 people. That rap video fantasy you had of lounging by your pool in your bling with a dozen gyrating bikini-clad Victoria's Secret models will always be nothing more than a fantasy.

You really thought you were special, but now you're starting to glimpse the horrible mundane reality that you're nothing more than a blinkered rock ape with a rampant ego and a head full of useless shit (2 decades' worth), living in a dreamworld with 8 billion others who are just like you, who think their lives matter and every opinion they have is worth sharing.

Welcome to the world. Let go of your foolish dreams and embrace the mediocrity.
 
All cities should just be blown up. People would be happier in the country and those that aren't will be forever miserable anyway.

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If they blew up the cities and everyone moved to the country, the country would not longer be the country, it would be the suburbs, then you'd be miserable too
 

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I think your problem is that you're still relatively young and deep down, you still believe you're destined for greatness. But your cloak of youthful invincibility is beginning to wear thin. Maybe you're only just beginning to realise that you're not on the path to greatness... and that really, you're just another ordinary guy.

i.e. You won't find the cure for cancer. You'll never win the Brownlow Medal. You'll never beat Novak Djokovic. The probability is almost zero that you'll ever scream into a microphone "How you doin' Glastonbury!?!" and be met by raised hands and the roar of 80,000 people. That rap video fantasy you had of lounging by your pool in your bling with a dozen gyrating bikini-clad Victoria's Secret models will always be nothing more than a fantasy.

You really thought you were special, but now you're starting to glimpse the horrible mundane reality that you're nothing more than a blinkered rock ape with a rampant ego and a head full of useless shit (2 decades' worth), living in a dreamworld with 8 billion others who are just like you, who think their lives matter and every opinion they have is worth sharing.

Welcome to the world. Let go of your foolish dreams and embrace the mediocrity.

What a killjoy....This post is sponsored by LIFELINE.
 
I'm not being all 19-year old student here, but what is the point?

We worship hacks in Hollywood and aspire to be them and live our whole life tracking them.

We work for campaigner bosses, in corporations that have downward pressure, where everyone else above us has more pressure and tries to take more shortcuts, to help people who are millionaires.

These days we have to rent to live, adding to the above point.

We get home so tired, we drink shit and eat shit and don't exercise.

We get told to eat this food and drink this beer and then get told to be this thin because it's hot.

We are never ever ever happy.

We are always aiming for something else.

We're ****** over by the world, by money, we would do anything for cash, and we would do anything to keep our job, and yet we're all a second away from a redundancy and living on the streets. We all try and for what? To die at 78? We all work hard and slave away to what, buy a fridge? We get a job and pay $70 a week to get there?

Life is not made to get us ahead.

We are not made to succeed.

We are made to do as we say and feel pressure from everywhere, to be kept below.

It's ******.
You're doing it wrong.
 
I think your problem is that you're still relatively young and deep down, you still believe you're destined for greatness. But your cloak of youthful invincibility is beginning to wear thin. Maybe you're only just beginning to realise that you're not on the path to greatness... and that really, you're just another ordinary guy.

i.e. You won't find the cure for cancer. You'll never win the Brownlow Medal. You'll never beat Novak Djokovic. The probability is almost zero that you'll ever scream into a microphone "How you doin' Glastonbury!?!" and be met by raised hands and the roar of 80,000 people. That rap video fantasy you had of lounging by your pool in your bling with a dozen gyrating bikini-clad Victoria's Secret models will always be nothing more than a fantasy.

You really thought you were special, but now you're starting to glimpse the horrible mundane reality that you're nothing more than a blinkered rock ape with a rampant ego and a head full of useless shit (2 decades' worth), living in a dreamworld with 8 billion others who are just like you, who think their lives matter and every opinion they have is worth sharing.

Welcome to the world. Let go of your foolish dreams and embrace the mediocrity.

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Work hard but never take life too seriously. If you can work 50 hours in a shitty office slaving to the man but still have a good old laugh when David from accounts backs into a client's car then everything is OK. Every day is an opportunity for a bit of fun, and the weekend is an opportunity for a hell of a lot more.
 

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This thread is more about the way life is not designed to get any of us ahead and everything is designed to keep us controlled and down.

I know I've already replied a lot but this is an interesting thread. And I enjoy getting my thoughts on the screen as it helps me as well.

Life and the capitalist system in general is, by its nature, a competition. But I disagree that "everything" is designed to keep you controlled and down. If you were born in Somalia, or any other country where the institutions of government and society were unstable and all the good jobs were for the boys, then you'd have a point. But the Australian government actually has a vested interest in giving people a platform to succeed, despite all of its imperfections, so I don't think you can blame the system.

In the private sphere, everyone generally looks out for themselves. Sometimes that helps you (e.g. they invent an iPhone and then reduce the costs so that you can afford it) and sometimes it hinders you (e.g. someone is willing to work for peanuts and take your job, the boss wants you to work longer hours for less). You complain a fair bit about the media; well that kind of falls into both camps as it keeps you informed and entertained but then the ringleaders also have an interest into manipulating you into taking unhealthy actions for their own benefit. Its a bitch, but the capitalist system is still the best method that we've found to create prosperity for all.

In my view, there is absolutely nothing wrong with having healthy (even unhealthy) doses of self-belief. You don't have to accept mediocrity if you have higher ambitions. And many people have achieved plenty after sleepwalking into their mid-20s. But, apologies if this sounds a bit lecture-y but its unavoidable, you'll have to outwork everyone for it (just like the Hollywood celebrities and some of the rich people that you refer to). You'll need to identify your talents, plan, take courses if necessary, work long hours in your field of interest and so on. And you'll be behind the curve if you didn't have family who were pushy in your childhood. Its just the nature of the level of competition out there.

One way to overtake others is to try to look 5, 10 years down the track and take strategic steps to seize the high ground at that time. That's how Jeff Bezos, Mark Zuckerberg and Jack Ma became "overnight" successes.

You can also accept the mediocre route (which usually just means focusing on things other than work). Many people do this for a variety of reasons - such as family pressures, maintaining their sanity, having time for (and being able to relate to) friends - and its probably the best time in history to do so. If you choose this route, you'll just have to see it as a trade-off rather than some unavoidable reality. I am driven but my wife is less so, so I've had the compromise somewhat on some of my dreams for family harmony and that's OK with me.

One final point is, as many have pointed out, its worth spending the time to figure out what exactly you want. Some of your desires listed in this thread can be achieved much easier than others.
 
Or maybe you and Procrastinator35 don't share my sense of humour and you take everything literally.



The unmasking of ego delusion as the Western logos is not the kind of prescription for a soul in need of succor in my books.
 
Baby boomer?

Shouldn't you be down the pub spending the pension on piss (that you feel is owed/deserved for working or something or paying taxes)?

It's a nice afternoon.
You really are a sniveling self centred obnoxious twat.
For the record I am Gen X, never received a dollar that I didn't earn,
And never felt that the world owed me a living, unlike most of your generation. Your "woe is me" attitude is tiresome and pathetic.
 
I've always wondered about life too.

People have always told me to get a job doing something I enjoy do. All those flog speakers that come to your school all tell you how much they love their lives and how they found speaking as a job for life that they enjoy do. What if the things you enjoy don't result in any sort of income?

My number one love my whole life has been sport. When I'm at home I can sit there all day and watch games. Also love playing. But I'm not good enough so there goes making a career out of it.

Other than that I'm into your typical bloke stuff. There isn't a career in that shit. Journalism was maybe the one thing, but that is so elitist these days and I'm completely turned off by where journalism is heading.

So pretty much the way I see it is I'll end up in some desk job, working 8-5 five times a week, slaving away so some fat cat is making huge bucks every year until I hit retirement if I'm 'lucky'. What are my other alternatives? I can't just sit at home and enjoy life like I'd like to. I've got to somehow pay for food, shelter, bills etc.

I've always looked at my parents lives and tell myself I won't be like them. Both have pretty much been slaving away since they were in their late teens. I completely understand why they had to do it. They've pretty much spent years working so they can support a family and that's it. They have hardly travelled, they constantly have issues at work which clearly cause them stress and in my old man's case probably contributed to him almost being dead at 50 from a major heart attack. He's nearly 60 and still doesn't look like retiring. I'm almost fairly certain if I asked him if he enjoyed his work that he would say no or tell me he has done it because he has to.

It's ****ed. But that's the cycle we're in. I've always told myself I'm going to be different and make enough money early to have years and years to do as I please. But what if I don't? I can see myself being a completely miserable and insufferable person by the time I'm in my 40s. It was bad enough in my teens when I realised I was never destined for athletic greatness and the days of anyone caring about my sporting games was quickly coming to an end.

I've thought of maybe running a business and hoping to make it big there. But for every guy who creates a big business there's thousands of guys who are slaving away at their business working long and tough hours because they can't get enough staff or their business is doing really shit.

I work full time a fair bit during uni break and absolutely despise it. Get up early, count down the hours from the time you get there and then get home tired, with only a couple of hours to maybe squeeze in a dinner, a few beers somewhere or a bit of gaming. Then two days on the weekend which are never enough to enjoy anything.
 
Too many people place happiness as a work related feeling. Find a job you're happy in should never be a solution.

If you aren't complete without a happy job, you never will be with it. If what you do to pay your way is the main contributor of unhappiness then yeah, maybe ignorance is bliss. Maybe people are a bit fragile.

I understand exhaustion, of the body and mind. I don't think that should depress people it's own.

Then again, I'm a easy pleased nerd who can find enjoyment running through a decade or two old video game. At least I know when I'm old I'll have a hobby.

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Well how can one possibly be happy if they're slaving away five days a week in some uneventful job that is literally the same sort of shit for 40 years? Isn't that the most depressing image ever? You sitting at a desk five days a week doing the same thing until you get old and by then you can't enjoy life like you would have in your younger days. You can't enjoy the weather, you can't sit home and enjoy a basketball game like you could in your uni days and you barely see your friends anymore. That sounds really grim to me.

Unless you're unemployed, your job is going to be your life pretty much. It takes up a massive part of your week and has an effect on how you feel after work and on what sort of things you can afford to do, how often you can travel to explore the world etc.
 
The idea of having your life choked out of you by your necktie in an office is romantic.

Look on seek... how many office jobs are there? It's all chef jobs, contracts, store shit that's full time. The idea of sitting in an office in a white shirt 9-5 is a luxury: everyone wants to do that and make 55k for it! The world doesn't work like that anymore.
 

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