A Wise Question!
Phroyd
It’s always struck me as odd growing up just how much money a football player makes compared to a doctor. What utility does a half-wit who can catch a ball possess that merits that kind of compensation compared to someone who actually saves lives? The above graphic answers that question. People heed meaningless lives carrying out routine inane tasks on the daily just to keep on dolling out the same the very next day. In essence, they exist to continue existing. Deep down, they understand that they are but cogs keeping the system well-lubed so that it can keep on running its soul crushing mechanisms of exploitation of the very sheep who keep that system alive. People need some escape from this truth, some outlet to supersede their pointless existence as someone else’s bitch: that’s where the entertainment industry steps in. As long as people are entertained and distracted from their misery, subjugation, and dare I say slavery, they will continue doing their work for the wolves, sharks, and masters that rule them with complete utter compliance. The remedy? Drop out of the rat race, take some time to understand who you really are, and then pursue your passion with the same ferocity wielded by the tyrants who would keep you down. Become your own master. Sadly, most people are too codependent upon their indentured servitude and complacent with the comfortable prisons insurrected about them to forsake their current state of financial security to even consider such an endeavor. Most people are, at heart, subservient cowards.