Let's be honest: you'll never win the
lottery.
On the other hand, the chances are pretty good that you'll slave away at
some miserable job the rest of your life. That's because you were in all
likelihood born into the wrong social class.
Let's face it - you're a member of the
working caste. Sorry!
As a result, you don't have the education, upbringing, connections,
manners, appearance, and good taste to ever become one of us. In fact,
you'd probably need a book the size of the yellow pages to list all the
unfair advantages we have over you.
That's why we're so relieved to know that
you still continue to believe all those silly fairy tales about
"justice" and "equal opportunity" in America.
Of course, in a hierarchical social system like ours, there's never been
much room at the top to begin with.
Besides, it's already occupied by us - and
we like it up here so much that we intend to keep it that way. But at
least there's usually someone lower in the social hierarchy you can feel
superior to and kick in the teeth once in a while.
Even a lowly dishwasher can easily find some
poor slob further down in the pecking order to sneer and spit at. So be
thankful for migrant workers, prostitutes, and homeless street people.
Always remember that if everyone like you were economically secure and
socially privileged like us, there would be no one left to fill all
those boring, dangerous, low-paid jobs in our economy. And no one to
fight our wars for us, or blindly follow orders in our totalitarian
corporate institutions. And certainly no one to meekly go to their grave
without having lived a full and creative life. So please, keep up the
good work!
You also probably don't have the same greedy, compulsive drive to
possess wealth, power, and prestige that we have. And even though you
may sincerely want to change the way you live, you're also afraid of the
very change you desire, thus keeping you and others like you in a
nervous state of limbo.
So you go through life mechanically playing
your assigned social role, terrified what others would think should you
ever dare to "break out of the mold."
Naturally, we try to play you off against each other whenever it suits
our purposes: high-waged workers against low-waged, unionized against
non-unionized, Black against White, male against female, American
workers against Japanese against Mexican against... We continually push
your wages down by invoking "foreign competition," "the law of supply
and demand," "national security," or "the bloated federal deficit."
We throw you on the unemployed scrap heap if
you step out of line or jeopardize our profits. And to give you an
occasional break from the monotony of our daily economic blackmail, we
allow you to participate in our stage-managed electoral shell games,
better known to you ordinary folks as "elections."
Happily, you haven't a clue as to what's
really happening - instead, you blame "Aliens," "Tree-hugging
Environmentalists," "Niggers," "Jews," Welfare Queens," and countless
others for your troubled situation.
We're also very pleased that many of you still embrace the "work ethic,"
even though most jobs in our economy degrade the environment, undermine
your physical and emotional health, and basically suck your one and only
life right out of you.
We obviously don't know much about work, but
we're sure glad you do!
Of course, life could be different. Society could be intelligently
organized to meet the real needs of the general population. You and
others like you could collectively fight to free yourselves from our
domination.
But you don't know that. In fact, you can't
even imagine that another way of life is possible. And that's probably
the greatest, most significant achievement of our system - robbing you
of your imagination, your creativity, your ability to think and act for
yourself.
So we'd truly like to thank you from the bottom of our heartless hearts.
Your loyal sacrifice makes possible our corrupt luxury; your work makes
our system work.
Thanks so much for "knowing your place" -
without even knowing it!
The Global Elite
