Then we better look forward to cutting our wages and living standards in half.
And that is what was being said in the 70's. We can never play a game to win if we hate the game. In this case, the game is work. It's that simple. Are we a nation of workers and doers or a nation of defeated has beens?
Are we the sons and daughters of the winners who just don't have the guts and ambition to keep up? I felt the way you feel once and read this, quoted below from memory and heavily edited for the parts I liked best, and it helped:
"You have been told that all work is a curse and labor a misfortune and in your weariness, you echo the words of the weary.
But it is through work that you become intimate with Life's greatest secret.
And what is it to work with love?
It is to build the house with tenderness and affection even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your own heart even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.
It is to charge all things you fashion with the breath of your own existance and to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.
Work is love made visible.
And if you cannot work with love, but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit on the steps on the temple begging alms of those who can work
With joy."
With apologise to Kahlil Gibran whose work has improved me, but, sadly, left my memory still spotty.
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