Value System

I've realized that the way I value people's worth as human beings is entirely the result of the movie Mad Max Beyond Thunder Dome. That's the one with Tina Turner in an awesome chain mesh ensemble and the giant earrings. She gives a soliloquy in the movie where she explains that before the nuclear war she was just a truck stop waitress, but now she controls Bartertown. I thought at the time that this was a very logical career planning strategy, probably because when someone is dressed that glam, you pay attention.

It was at that point in my life I started judging the value of a person's place in society by their utility after the nuclear war that I always saw as inevitable. This means that the two most valuable professions are scientist and auto mechanic. Anybody in entertainment, finance, fashion, music, interior decorating, and a whole lot of other professions is pretty much useless. Some other useful people would include gardeners, chefs, carpenters, ditch diggers, seamstresses, bodybuilders, and Survivor contestants.

This post nuclear career rating system was all fine and good when I was beginning my career in science. Then I switched careers to computer science that is a lot less relevant in an era without electricity, but it's still better than a career writing about nightclubs and cocktails. What use does that bring to society after the war? I doubt anyone would trade me food for a scathing fashion critique, so I'd probably starve.

Therefore, I've had to reevaluate my ratings system to jive with my job. From now on, only the careers that produce the most pleasure in the here and now have value. That justifies my career, as well as those of massage therapists, hookers, topless go-go dancers, fluffy bunnies, and movie stars. We are the people who matter, making your everyday life better before the nuclear war blows you away. I now say scientists are useless, unless they invent an ultra-vibrator or something.