The One Thing That Gives Me Hope

Like everyone is everyone, just by by virtue of existing under it. If you're working 60 hours a week and want to pick up some like sushe from a grocery store that requires ingredients from all around the world... Do you not deserve one one nice thing at the end of the day? It's its equivalent to, like, if you're in criminal syndicate, making somebody you're working with tangentaly shoot a man in the back of the head so that you both have blood on your hands. There's no ethical consumption nor capitalse about this was about  this specific problem. The things you have to do to stay alive in this society are complete, emotionally unsustainable.