The commentary is wrong because it treats the inherent dignity of human beings and our quest for inner-satisfaction as though it were inconsequential and should be sacrificed for the good of an economic system that disproportionately benefits those who are already wealthy.
I don’t need to write a fucking comic or an essay about why letting your dreams wither and die so you can be a banker or the general manager at a furniture store is stupid. Anyone with the least bit of brains can see that for themselves.
You’ve traded in your soul to make a little money so you can participate in a system that no one but rich people really like. How does that strike you as a good decision?
Now, if you’re just a dull fucking person and an accountant is all you have the potential to be, then you go right ahead and pursue that. But for those of us who have a fire burning inside of us—we’re not about to let you put it out. We’re not willing to be as bland and empty as you.
That’s the last I’ll say on the matter.
A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.