Why does the boss dare to treat you like a beast? Because he has pinpointed your "seven inches." That 30-year mortgage on your back, the designer bags in your wife's shopping cart, your child's must-attend private school. These so-called "middle-class standards" are actually shackles placed on you by capital. The more you own, the more afraid you are of losing your job, and the more you have to obey like a dog. What does true wealth mean? It's not having a few zeros on your bank statement, but lowering your desires just above the survival line. When you no longer need to rely on consumption to prove your existence, you'll realize: the most beautiful phrase in the world is not "I love you," but the one you say to that stupid boss: "I'm quitting."