Yesterday I read a young man's well-reasoned argument when he compared the behavior of large crowds to that of domesticated animals, primarily due to a tendency within the evolutionary process in which people prefer to believe that everything is "safer" inside a cage with solid, straight walls,where there is no right from to exercise critical thinking that raises the morale and prestige of a simple salaried worker.
But wait a minute! I'm not going to get too intense about this.Ultimately, everyone is free to celebrate May Day in their country as they wish. It's enough for them to say: "Workers Unite!" so that many people feel happy shouting strogns slogans -dragging old banners-, and hundreds of others feel threatened by it.
I'd like to use an onomatopoeic expression to describe the lines on my face, but right now my brain is blacking out, and all I can think of is the character from Merlina.
I don't really know why I told you all this, since the topic itself is quite H-E-A-V-I-N-G and my mind isn't very good at introspection. What really happened was that I was kind of pissed off a few days ago because among my goals for this year, it was very clear that I wanted to make a decisive effort to increase the capital value of my small and meager salary, and despite all the negative variables, I achieved it. But who doesn't know that when you solve one problem, worse ones appear?
A battle of opposites?
The funny thing is that to vent, I wrote a post to bring to Hive, and I thought it was super cute and liberating, but... never, ever trust anything you might say when you're angry and upset.
...So I was telling you that I worked a little harder every day, facing basic problems like the lack of electricity and the scarcity of raw materials... wondering many times if I was Cervantes' Don Quixote battling the windmills... or the watermills, because I'm no longer entirely sure and because stories can be forgotten over time... or if you can simply assume the character of their characters.
So, in this dramatic turn, I decided to try on the Knight's armor and face the windmills that arise along our thorny path to success or failure...
And there I was mounted on Rocinante, wielding heavy armor against my own colleagues from other departments... damn!
Justice and Truth are recognized from different angles.
I'm not usually an uncomfortable person, but I'm not one of those who let themselves be dragged along by the massive and passive inertia imposed by hierarchies, and I am one of those who prefer to analyze and reach a consensus on an order that minimally and presumably violates a rights... the real truth is that I can be annoying.
So, if I'm going to defend the value of people's hard work, we'd better begin to recognize that many labor laws don't work as they should, and that our underdeveloped mentality is primarily precluded from allowing an individual to reconsider simple questions, because they would go against the sovereign power of a group, which needs to maintain its strategic security and economic structure.
...It's clear that a rank or hierarchy must be respected, but we're not in an era where ignorance of our rights makes us silent in the face of any provision disguised as a law that benefits our superiors...
People are afraid of conflict.
People are afraid of progressive discussion, of the evolutionary vision of thought, of the desire to materialize common and natural ideas, of hard work... because they've never felt that the reward they've received for it was wrorth it, at least in my country.
So, when you begin to enter a new work reality, where your workforce acquires a value you hadn't known before, your mind automatically frees itself from everything that was holding back your development and disposition toward work... it's like a push button.
...Angry when a group from their comfortable, cool offices tries to charge salaries above those who are in positions of excessive work stress and very demanding working conditions. The underestimation of the value of the work of those who truly contribute to the production chain continues to be a common evil in many settings, and the belief that the value of a position is determined by its position and not by its productivity is a scourge that disarms any hint of worker fairness in business settings that operate under social, not individual, laws...
If you work in a state-owned company, cooperative, or factory, the work groups that bring in the most income will be the ones that receive the highest wages, it's that simple. If we beat ourselves up (like King Kong) about being a just society, with high social standards, and defending the rights of a humble working class, don't devalue the value of a direct worker in production compared to an administrative official... it would be a joke, wouldn't it?
I imagine the world is full of empty speeches, of labor injustices and slavery in the 21st century, and of people, many people, who need to maintain the right to put a plate of food on their table with the effort of their own work... even if it's about all those who only want to maintain their status quo disguiseds as proletariat.
Everything else is blah blah blah.
Always very grateful for your reading.
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