Seven more days of muh life gone.
Still not free.
I can lead you to the knowledge, but if you don't take the time to ingest it, wtf?
I mean, you complain, if only to yourself, about how the system screws you on a daily basis, but when confronted with a door way out, you go all timid.
'Well, somebody told me when I was very little that thinking that way was bad.'
'Something deep in my inner being says thinking that is a trap.'
Well, dear reader, you got to decide for you.
I can only lead you to the path, you have to take it, or not take it.
It's not like all of us were born to the silver spoon.
They have their own unique issues.
Some of us have to be the cannon fodder for the bankster wars.
The grist in the mill for feeding the rich.
Somebody has to do the work, you don't expect the most pampered in the room to do it, now do you?
See, this is what I don't get about you crapitalusts.
Say you were to work your way up to the top.
You no longer have to clean toilets, and you rake in the big bucks.
Then you start projecting onto others.
'Why if poor people worked as hard as I do, then they would be rich, too.'
You know deep down this isn't true, the cleaning lady will likely never be a billionaire despite working her fingers to the bone.
I don't dispute that a comfy living can be had for the provident, but that is the insidiousness of well managed slavery, comfortable slaves are the last to rebel.
Which are you?
Are you disgruntled?
Is slavery treating you fine enough that you call it freedom?
Answer below, if you care to.
I couldn't pass that one up, it was just too funny!
