Idle hands are the devil’s workshop. Here’s a leftish, anti-consumerist, anti-capitalist rant of some interest (excerpts):
Clearly, resisting this system can’t just be a part-time hobby inevitably undercut by the full time jobs that keep it in place. When the economy itself is an engine of destruction, withdrawing from it isn’t just a matter of personal taste, or a hedonistic exhibition of privilege — it’s the only way to engage with the total horror of it all, the only way to contest it in deed as well as word.…
It is a foregone conclusion for the average white collar worker that she would never sell sexual favors on the street — but spending her life in a cubicle, engaged in meaningless repetitive tasks, she willingly sells away more precious parts of herself.…
As free-lance slaves hawking our lives hour by hour, we come to think of ourselves as each having a price; the amount of the price becomes our measure of value. In that sense, we become commodities, just like toothpaste and toilet paper. What once was a human being is now an employee, in the same way that what once was a cow is now a medium rare steak. Our lives disappear, spent like the money for which we trade them. Commodities are consumed, working to produce commodities, and we become less than the sum of our products.
This reminds me a bit of Bob Black’s essay The Abolition of Work. Fun to read, but a bit utopian-sounding. On the other hand, Butler Shaffer reminds us that the status quo is just a utopian fantasy gone bad, and that we should resist the temptation to label alternatives as “utopias” just because they remain untried or difficult to imagine:
Those who criticize me for alleged visionary tendencies are, more often than not, themselves the defenders of the most pervasive of utopian schemes: constitutional democracy. Most Westerners have an unquestioning attachment to the belief that political power can be limited by the scribbling of words on parchment!…
A belief in constitutional government remains nothing but a collection of undigested reveries. Like the gullible soul who purchases stock in a non-existent gold mine and hangs onto his investment lest he admit to himself that he was bilked, most of us are fearful of confronting the inherent dishonesty of the idea of “limited government.” We prefer a new illusion: there is some “outsider” who can be elected to the presidency, and who will go to Washington and “clean up” the place. What is more utopian than the current tunnel vision mindset that, whatever the problem, the state can resolve it?