Someone sent me a video link a while back about how Americans have become slaves to corporate America. Only about eight minute of watching that video had me wanting to puke up my breakfast because I knew it was true, right on the mark. That video calls us slaves and points out every reason why no one is as free as they think they are. With cooperation backed by a badly mismanaged government, corporations have taken you hostage, and they didn't have to fire a shot to do it. They set the stage, became the producers and actors, and we gobbled up the slop they fed us. Blame it on anything or anyone you'd like to, but in the end the responsibility rests with us. We did it to ourselves, and breaking out of slavery is never easy.
So, you're thinking it's just bullshit. If we're slaves, it's not that bad. In fact, life might be pretty good for you . . . until you pull your head out of your ass and really look around. Just how much can you do on your own, and without permission for it from someone at the governmental or corporate level? I've got a suggestion: Why don't you jump out there and try it and see how far you get. Not everything corporate American does is bad, and that's a fact. It's not what they sell us that's the big problem; it's how we use it. How much has the alcoholic beverage industry enhanced your life? What about the fast food industry? Or clothing? Or better yet, the food industry? So, how've you been doing with medical costs, like paying monthly premiums that can easily soar above a thousand bucks a month? Try getting by these days without a cell phone, or a computer. Think about almost everything you do, and think hard, and then tell me you're not a slave.
Nobody is completely free, and they shouldn't be. If mankind has demonstrated anything to the world, it's that we can't handle freedom very well. We're not conditioned for it. From the very first steps you took as a person, someone has guided them, and that someone was some entity that didn't want you walking off the path they'd designed for you. I got bold enough as a teenager to announce that I didn't want to go to college. Bad move. "You'll go to college if you have to go with my number ten size shoe hanging out of your ass," I was quickly told. And so, I went to college, and that was a good thing. Someone needed to guide my steps. I'm not totally opposed to restrictions on freedom for reasons like this, but I am opposed to being dominated by more subtle devices.
My car talks to me and tells me what to do. I get inside, and it locks me in, because I'm too stupid to lock the door. A sweet female voice tells me where to go, what turn to make, and I'm warned about my seatbelt not being secure, and it tells me about approaching vehicles, and it does all sorts of things. I get amused, think I need a voice that's not so sweet. I tend to ignore sweet voices. Maybe I need a husky voice that says, "You just missed your turn, dumbass." And I think, does anyone need this? Do I have to be told not to eat the packing material in a delivered box? And if I do, what does that say about me? Uh, that would be that I'm a slave . . . and the thing that enslaved me? That would be my own ineptitude. Yeah, corporate American has taken advantage of it, but what enslaves us all is ignorance, stupidity, and just downright laziness. I'll see you at Walmart, or maybe at the quick stop, fellow slave. I'll be the one that's smiling.
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