Also…
I have a question in return for you, Tunka: who made your boots?
Who cured the hide? Who did the stitching? And your shirt, who made that? Who grew the cotton or flax, or raised the sheep who provided the wool? Who spun the yarn? Who wove it into cloth?
You see, even if you buy into a strict utilitarian view of society (where people’s worth is solely determined by what they contribute), you’re depending on a hell of a lot more people than you think just to live your life.
How are you eating dinner tonight? Oh, you’ll kill an animal and roast it? That’s great, but what will you do if game becomes scarce? And how will you get the nutrients you need that meat doesn’t provide? You know how to forage? Great - but who taught you that? And who taught them before?
No person is an island, and believing you can discard anyone who doesn’t meet one particular standard will eventually lead to destruction. You would cast aside your healers, your cooks, your weavers and shepherds and tanners and midwives and carpenters. And what would you be left with then?
So tell me, sir,
who makes your boots?