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I know it seems like cope but I see guys in the moneymaking section and on insta making bank with strategies I believe I am fully capable of executing, perhaps even better than them, but I just cannot summon the motivation or will to ever do so.
Moreso out of principle. Anything profitable is soulless. Fucking advertising agencies, dropshipping, onlyfans managers, day traders. WORTHLESS services, in fact less than worthless, these people are making the world WORSE for profit. Honestly it makes me sick how we've structured our society to reward con artists, slave drivers and slop producers whilst people doing meaningful intellectual labour- scientists, engineers, doctors, writers- get pitiful compensation by comparison.
Leftists may be annoying but modern capitalism is really such a disgusting system. Rape the earth for profit, enslave the 3rd world so we can consume more slop, tread on the working class to get that 3rd lambo. Its entirely unsustainable and billions WILL die in the climate catastrophe and its consequences in the latter half of this century because of capital's ruthless pursuit of unlimited growth, the mindset of a cancer cell.
When I still had the mindset of a hustle goy coming out of secondary school, I thought I'd try to use my engineering degree as a lever to get into investment banking/management consulting and earn bank, because money over all was what my father had ingrained into me.
He's a miserable man of course, I would have failed if I end up like him. Works >60 hours a week so he can throw gifts at his wife and children instead of actually spending time with them or getting to know them, he genuinely knows nothing about me. He is the epitome of a consumerist, he is constantly shopping online and windowshopping at cars and houses that he can't afford. No real friends or hobbies. Just work, buy things, buy things for others that they don't want, watch advertisements for things he can't afford, pressure his son to work harder so he can afford the shiny things he doesn't want. I love him as my father but it just makes me sad to look at him and he stresses me out to live a life I don't want.
I kinda want to go into research, be an academic, work on R&D in something cool. I'd rather have my name attached to a meaningful breakthrough than 10 Bugattis. But society is structured around the will of the "ambitious" psychopaths, whose ambition stretches no further than 4 wheels and leather seats, so no matter how noble my own pursuits are, I'll still suffer the consequences of the Enshittification of Everything that comes from the collective actions of individuals who live by the mantra of "don't blame the player, blame the game".
Moreso out of principle. Anything profitable is soulless. Fucking advertising agencies, dropshipping, onlyfans managers, day traders. WORTHLESS services, in fact less than worthless, these people are making the world WORSE for profit. Honestly it makes me sick how we've structured our society to reward con artists, slave drivers and slop producers whilst people doing meaningful intellectual labour- scientists, engineers, doctors, writers- get pitiful compensation by comparison.
Leftists may be annoying but modern capitalism is really such a disgusting system. Rape the earth for profit, enslave the 3rd world so we can consume more slop, tread on the working class to get that 3rd lambo. Its entirely unsustainable and billions WILL die in the climate catastrophe and its consequences in the latter half of this century because of capital's ruthless pursuit of unlimited growth, the mindset of a cancer cell.
When I still had the mindset of a hustle goy coming out of secondary school, I thought I'd try to use my engineering degree as a lever to get into investment banking/management consulting and earn bank, because money over all was what my father had ingrained into me.
He's a miserable man of course, I would have failed if I end up like him. Works >60 hours a week so he can throw gifts at his wife and children instead of actually spending time with them or getting to know them, he genuinely knows nothing about me. He is the epitome of a consumerist, he is constantly shopping online and windowshopping at cars and houses that he can't afford. No real friends or hobbies. Just work, buy things, buy things for others that they don't want, watch advertisements for things he can't afford, pressure his son to work harder so he can afford the shiny things he doesn't want. I love him as my father but it just makes me sad to look at him and he stresses me out to live a life I don't want.
I kinda want to go into research, be an academic, work on R&D in something cool. I'd rather have my name attached to a meaningful breakthrough than 10 Bugattis. But society is structured around the will of the "ambitious" psychopaths, whose ambition stretches no further than 4 wheels and leather seats, so no matter how noble my own pursuits are, I'll still suffer the consequences of the Enshittification of Everything that comes from the collective actions of individuals who live by the mantra of "don't blame the player, blame the game".
