… continued from progressive Slavery … part 1
… One way of looking at all “work” is that we sell ourselves, our energy, time, and talent, on a monthly, weekly, daily or even hourly basis for some kind of return, either simply for a place to live and bread to eat or for more if our value added is somewhat higher.
Even as in ancient slave societies the higher the skill and talent of the slave the higher the position and reward. The lower the skill and talent the lower the position and the less value attached to that person. At the lower end, whether one is a cube serf or a street peddler or hooker or drug pusher, you find the disposable people, the throw-aways and outcasts, our western society’s “Untouchables” or “Barukamin”.
The highest position slaves ever attained was that of slave minister… A few slaves even rose to be monarchs, such as the slaves who became sultans and founded dynasties in Islām. At a level lower than that of slave ministers were other slaves, such as those in the Roman Empire, the Central Asian Samanid domains, Ch’ing China, and elsewhere, who worked in government offices and administered provinces.The stereotype that slaves were careless and could only be trusted to do the crudest forms of manual labor was disproved countless times in societies that had different expectations and proper incentives.
“The sociology of slavery: Slave occupations” Encyclopaedia Britannica
So even today we see that as high as one may have risen in today’s society, up to and even including ministers and deputy ministers and directors of all shades and quality, all have become slaves to something, we all have our masters because we value the things of this world. The more one has, the higher one has risen, the more they have to loose and they more they become slaves, out of fear of that loss.
Up close and personal as an example, we see our new Premier slavishly following through on promises to her “Masters and Mistresses”, who granted her office and the keys to the treasury with the expressed desire of being duly rewarded for such favours.
We are become as slaves to our possessions, our passions, our bad habits, our addictions, drugs, alcohol, sex, our desires both open and secret. We are slaves to our fears, fears of loss of possessions, status, influence, beauty, friends, respect, health, power, and so on endlessly.
Anything, or any person, that has the power to influence our life and our actions, what we say and what we do, that can force us to do and say that which we would rather not, is just one more slave chain.
The only freedom lies with having nothing to loose. Freedom lies only in understanding that this whole mad rat race is just one more training mission, one more drill, on the way to real life. We find it impossible to be our authentic selves as long as we hang on to “this world”.
Aragorn: Stand your ground, stand your ground! Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes, the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come, when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends, and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves, and shattered shields when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! For all that you hold dear, on this good earth, I bid you stand, men of the west!