in 100 words
I've never been richer in my life and all I can think of is how to get richer. It is as if I am conditioned to think this way after 15 years of slaving away, the way a slave feels affection, longing for his master. As a worker, I am driven to think that I do not deserve rest. Returning from war, a soldier will never feel as liberated. He fights the monsters in his/her head. The old man dresses up for work, only to find that he's retired. He longs to be tired again.
I am Capitalism's damaged goods.
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