Here I’m not talking the classic 1915 novel by English writer Somerset Maugham (the title of which is, tellingly perhaps, taken from a section of Spinoza’s Ethics).
Neither am I talking about the popular suburban pastime of human bondage (the consenting adult practice of tying or restraining another human being for erotic and/or aesthetic purposes).
I am here talking of human bondage. That is, humanity’s tendency to facilitate and permit modern day slavery. Almost all of us are slaves to the system and most of us are slaves to money. Yet everything is relative, we aren’t all underpaid and over-exploited, we aren’t all obligated to perform soul-destroying monotonous tasks. We aren’t all coerced and cajoled into demeaning and humiliating roles. But a great many are and therefore, I think we should not simply accept this to be “the way things are” rather than acquiescing to it and turning a blind eye to it we should seek to remedy it. After all we all live but only once (don’t we?)
Oh and by the way, this book:
Anna Bidoonism 