correlative

I was walking around Erskineville this afternoon, thinking about how this once working class district fed the Everleigh Rail Workshops... and yet now its been invaded by inner city professionals (like me) who are willing to live in tiny little terrace houses for proximity to work and (imnsho) once the nicest inner city environments [I have a park opposite me, two to the right, and one to the left].

But y'know, I don't think there's much difference -at all- between the Everleigh Rail Workshops and the Australian Technology Park which resides next to it. Computers are just the modern coal face and those of us who are paid to use them are just modern day Workshop Workers. We're now an educated working class whose education buys us comparative luxury while we still trade our time for money.