The System

Whether or not it matters depends on where you stand. If you're under the wheels, you definitely care about the weight of the money machine. If you're driving, what the heck? It's just scenery. Privilege is like that. Comfort is directly correlated to your need to speak up. That's why you have to get up and walk out. If you don't you'll become another zombie staring at the screen. Nobody is forcing you, but the call to creature comforts and the dopamine delivered when someone likes your stuff in that virtual prison can blind you to what's actually going on. They don't want you to see that or to think out of the box too much. That's why they chant that this is all there is; so sit down, drink your beer, and shut out the nattering questions that some hungry part of you wants to answer. But going after the answers might hurt. So get ready for the real deal if you turn your ear to the voices calling you to the work waiting for you, that thing called justice, or recognizing that the "they" down there beneath the wheels is you.