/lit/ - Literature

>>6876506
I don't know what you want. Do you want me to do everything for you?

A man finishes highschool and wants to write music. He's indoctrinated by his government public school to think that if he doesn't go to college, he will not be successful, and that those who do not go to post secondary are "losers" that end up at a mcjob. So because of this indoctrination, he keeps his music writing a hobby, something inside he doesn't try to foster into something creative and productive. So he finishes highschool and, on the whim proposed and followed by all those around him, he takes out some student debt and goes to a college, taking "whatever" - just like everybody else. This "whatever" seems like something that will get him a good degree, so he takes out more and more loans and in a few years finishes his degree with tens of thousands of dollars in debt. Now, with this degree of "whatever", is the time to get a job in "whatever" - not try to make a career of his hobby of writing music - not dedicate his hard work and youth to something he loves and is passionate about, but rather, to cramming for the test to finish his "whatever" degree. You know where this is going. This kid helped you return the coffee maker that didn't turn on right out of the box, just last week, at your local target.

Where do you think that kid would be if he got into objectivism as a teenager? Maybe he'd be financially worse off, who's to say, but who would be happier? Who doesn't end up on their death bed with a field of regrets? It's not the objectivist.