I would like to give an example of what I’m saying, referring to experiences I and others have had in apartment rental.
Apartment hunting involves application fees. I’ve had conversations with people where I’ve told them everything up front in an effort to get an idea of what I’ll be approved for.
These applications are 40 to 120 dollars.
The rejections are immediate. The agents know very well I’ll be turned down, but their bosses require them to sell these applications so the company can cash in on these fees.
That’s evil but the agent isn’t really to blame. They are trying to protect their jobs by doing dirty, underhanded things because they fear being poor and desire like the people who show up looking for apartments.. many with only days to spare before facing homelessness.
Employees are paid just enough to prevent them from moving into another job, not enough to get education to move up, and so much that writing isn’t easy
I’ve said this about the police in these forums many times. Police are paid enough to survive, promised a pension, but not paid so much that they can seek out new skills and move up. Police pay locks them into control of the department. This is why do many cops willingly perform unscrupulous actions when they know they shouldn’t. The wage keeps them locked in very precisely.
Cowardice is key. Most Americans are at this fine balance of consumerism and wage slavery. They’ve grown fearful of raising their voices. But the balance is being thrown off - by government policy. Soon the people will be so weak that violence will once again be an option on the table.
I can elaborate if you wish.
You don’t need to elaborate, I get your drift. I maintain that in the end, you are the captain of your own soul. Many people do choose not to take that responsibility.
But some do.
The choice is always yours. Always. But as you say, many human beings, and that includes myself, are often cowards.
But as I get far closer to the end of my life than the beginning, and I am finding Christ, it is only confirmed to me the closer I get to God-the choice is mine.
I hope with all my soul that when I am called on to make a choice, I can have the courage to make that choice.
But who of us knows until that time arrives? Who really knows?