Yesterday, 01:04 PM
Life in general, for freeman or slave, was much tougher then than now, and we were made of much sterner fiber than now.
The plantation that we live on may be gilt edged, it may not have whips and chains, but believe me, it is just as, if not more, soul crushing.
It is soul crushing for its completeness, its pervasiveness, its ability to reach you anywhere on the planet, with the knowledge there is no where to run to, no where to hide, no where to start over.
It achieves compliance at a level that no harsh overseer could have possibly ever imagined.