Remember the days when you were young and thought you could change the world? I used to think I had a stance on everything, strong opinions and more importantly, strong morals. Then…life happened.
Everyone has a price. We do things our distant self would never dream of for cash or comfort.. If you believe this only applies to gold-diggers, strippers and whores, think again. You could be campaigning for a political party you would never vote for, promoting PETA and eating fois gras on toast for breakfast, selling sustainable energy and driving home in your gas guzzling SLS AMG Gullwing, sucking up to your cretin boss or doing your enemy a favour.
It's alright because on the other end of the spectrum, when a CEO is dealing with a dickhead client, they're also selling a part of their soul. Why not just piss the client off?
We become crawlers in anticipating that one day, it will be the other way round. We do morally atrocious things, we are wretched human beings in the hope that eventually, we'll be in the position where someone else will kiss our arse. Until then, is it so bad that we keep selling pieces of our soul?
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