This is from Quora. And I’ve copied it below just in case Quora vanishes. Credit to James Altucher.
If you read it, remember what you have to do tomorrow. If, like me, you have celebrated “Labour Day” with your family today, then these words seem chilling in retrospect. Remember that you have to return to that office, even if you’re a toxic-culture entrepreneur, to maximise value for the shareholders. Few of you reading this will have the freedom to do what you want tomorrow. Fewer still would want the consequences.
Jobs are modern-day slavery. We are paid just enough to live and not more. You are punished if you ask for more.
We are often verbally abused on the job. Sometimes (more than is reported), physically abused, raped, castrated.
The government gets up to 50% of your paycheck and then 10-20% of that goes to kill people on other parts of the planet, including our own children.
We are deluded into thinking our job-friends are our real-friends. With our job friends we talk about pens and cubicles. We stop having real-friends.
There’s a glass ceiling. It doesn’t matter if you are a woman or minority or a white man. The glass ceiling is that you aren’t allowed to make more than your Master, even if he’s an idiot.
From 7am to 7pm you are either going to work, at work, or coming back from work. The times when you can be most creative are garbage-compacted into your cubicle.
You eat shit at work. And, even worse, you have to shit next to your co-workers and Masters. Unless, like I have, you make a map of all the secret bathrooms in your local urban blight.
When you are paranoid at a job, you are probably correct. THEY are, in fact, talking about you and backstabbing you right now.
You realize that all the dollars you spent on degrees to get you a job that will make you happy were completely wasted. You were scammed but you can’t let the next generation know so now you become part of perpetuating the scam.
A trillion dollar marketing campaign forced you to buy a house you didn’t really want and now you will “lose a house” you never really owned if you don’t bow down to the Masters every day. The words “The American Dream” were coined by Fannie Mae in a marketing campaign 40 years ago to sell mortgages to slaves.
Your spouse is tired of hearing about your job after six months. And you couldn’t care less about hers. Ten years later you wake up next to a total stranger. 40 years later you die next to one.
Your IRA was not intended to provide for your retirement. It was intended to take money from you every month so you remain chained to your cubicle. Inflation then takes 90% of your IRA.
By definition: you create more value than you earn. That spread, minus executive salaries, is called “profit”. This is not an “-ism”. Just a definition.
When you were a kid you liked to draw, and read, and run, and laugh, and play, and imagine a magical world. You’re never going to do any of that again.
Over time everyone is getting fired and being replaced by younger, cheaper, more temporary versions of you. You see this but are afraid to do anything about it.
You see homeless people and think, “there but for the grace of God go I”.
Now. What are you going to do about it?