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Date: February 14th, 2025 8:50 AM Author: Yellow erotic pozpig deer antler
I do apologize, sir, but I fear that such sentiments may arise from a rather narrow and, if I may say so, somewhat intemperate view of one's fellow citizens. It has long been the mark of a civilized society to ensure that those who have spent their lives in diligent service are afforded a measure of dignity in their later years, rather than being cast aside as mere impediments to economic progress. Productivity, if one may venture to suggest, is not measured solely by relentless labor until one’s final breath, but rather by the cultivation of a rich inner world in which each individual is afforded the opportunity to contribute meaningfully, in whatever capacity their years and circumstances allow.
If I may be so bold, sir, one might even consider that respect for those who came before us is not a burden upon society, but a reflection of its very refinement.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5680640&forum_id=2#48658966) |
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Date: February 14th, 2025 12:06 PM Author: Yellow erotic pozpig deer antler
Ah. So that is the future you imagine. Old men in threadbare uniforms, their fingers stiff with age, fumbling to bag groceries for those who long ago decided they had outlived their use. Women who once held families together, now sweeping the floors of diners, their backs bent, their faces unreadable. And when they falter—when their bodies, weary from decades of service, refuse to carry them further—shall we simply step over them? Offer no pause, no acknowledgment, just the quiet satisfaction that every last ounce of them has been extracted for the sake of efficiency?
Tell me, sir, do you believe there is a moment when one has given enough? Or is it that you cannot abide the sight of those who have already paid the price you yourself have yet to meet?
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