“So do you, like, really believe that stuff you said about freedom is a commodity?” Brielle asked Mr. Magundi.
“Not really,” he replied. “The strange thing about that kind of freedom in our economic system is that nobody has it. This is why I can never quite come to terms with economic philosophers who talk about the ‘ruling class.’ If you work for a living, you think there’s a ruling class that tells you what to do. But your boss lives in terror of his supervisor, who lives in terror of the associate team leader, and so on up the line, until you get to the president of the company. And the president of the company makes all the money in the world, as far as you can see, but he lives in terror of the board of directors, who could ruin his life with a snap of their fingers. And the board is made up of a bunch of rich people who, in their ordinary lives, are in the same position as your company president. Somehow we’ve managed to create a system where no one is secure in his position, and even the richest live in constant fear of losing everything. From the least to the greatest, we are a society of middle managers.”