of patients from the most sinister places other new hospitals to hospice. The current economic development casts this spectacular result: creates five days a week millions of people exhausted, disoriented, alienated from their children, aiming to alcoholism or depression, orfidal aggression or to receive, Saturdays and Sundays, lively shopping malls where among a blaze of storefronts, movie theaters and Fulgencio, is expected to spin the brain in the process of accountability .
The following Monday, the process is repeated and, week after week, throughout the years and life, the method does not only human beings withphysical and mental strength but with life blighted robbed. Perhaps the memory of labor? Working memory gradually merges with aversion, bitterness, hatred, nonsense. It may be that some decades ago, when he still spoke of "place", the world of work keep some illusion of the nineteenth century that most utopian schemes ensured, hopefully projective, that man would be what he was doing. Worse, however, neither the man nor the woman have been done better with their jobs. Rather have been undone. Retirees are generally so desolate that, significantly, the Ministry of Health (Ministry for the enfErmedàs and the consummation here) now broadcasts a campaign to make people believe that you can still do everything (or nothing). Yet, since the call is urgent after having released most of the time as possible to the endless greed of the production system. What production?
Clearly, the greatest contribution of consumer culture to humanity lies in having taken such outstanding importance that has mocked the value of the production culture. Eating more is pleasant and positive, in spite of the moralists rancid, but produce more devastating. He says the integrity of nature and humoral balance, which proclaims the survival ofallegation species and biodiversity. But above all, knows the edge of life and death, the citizen who takes a shower, the European or English European Day for dinner at ten. More hours in the workplace, the more production time, is the road that leads to decay personal, family, love, happy. Happy? Never in those years were published many books and CDs to help you to be happy. A sarcasm? The possible sarcasm is, in itself, a symptom of latent conflict. And its already insufferable extension. The quality of life is now seen as worse than almost anything else, as if the delivery of our time
