So, the luck I finally had in getting out of those places, no matter how long it took, has given me a kind of joy, the jolly joy of the miracle. I now write from an old mind and an old body, long beyond the time when most men would ever think of continuing such a thing, but since I started so late I owe it to myself to continue, and when the words begin to falter and I must be helped up stairways and I can no longer tell a bluebird from a paperclip, I still feel that something in me is going to remember (no matter how far I'm gone) how I've come through the murder and the mess and the moil, to at least a generous way to die.
No, no they really didn't. I dislike the commute, grind, bust ass, commute, sleep routine as much as the next guy, but slavery it aint. My chains aint iron - they are the misery of no health insurance and no money in retirement. It's a faustian choice, but a choice nonetheless.
The problem is that once everyone has figured out that working is for suckers, how will us new non-suckers pay for things?
Unless we're imagining a world in which we're all trust-fund kids or titled nobility or something being alive means having to work to keep that way. Some of us will be lucky enough to find work that we actually enjoy doing, most of us--regardless of the economic system--won't feel quite that upbeat. But comparing this to slavery or "servitude" seems like riding a metaphor beyond the point of reason.
To the students I address this appeal. Reject these attitudes. Reject the values and false morality that underlie these attitudes. A rat race is for rats. We're not rats! We're human beings. Reject the insidious pressures in society that would blunt your critical faculties to all that is happening around you, that would caution silence in the face of injustice lest you jeopardise your chances of promotion and self-advancement. This is how it starts, and before you know where you are, you're a fully paid-up member of the rat-pack. The price is too high. It entails the loss of your dignity and human spirit. Or as Christ put it, "What doth it profit a man if he gain the whole world and suffer the loss of his soul?"
What do they do it for? Sex? TV? An automobile on monthly payments? Or children? Children who are just going to do the same things that they did?
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