It’s strange no matter how rigid life usually is we still persist. Work seems to tire us out, yet it is our determination that keeps us going. We keep pounding metal and steel in hopes to bend it to our will.
On the other hand, we crave the comfort of relaxation. We have a time off from work, sure, but time is always fleeting. We question the routine but never break from it.
Many who we’ve named many names (the bourgeoise, the Eloi, Hades) still lack the understanding of this difficulty workers face. Still they too ask the same questions we ask. Especially when food is involved.