Philosopher as a worker, worker as a philosopher

It seems to me that at some point in history something went wrong with what we think of, being Human, means. Somewhere down the line the mode of society decided, that in the name of progress and efficiency, through the division of labour, we might as well divide the, otherwise one (meaning whole), psyche and action of human into separate experiences for separate classes of, forgive me for the word:  sub-humans. So now we have on one end,  “workers” who don’t reflect upon life (no time for that, and the rest of the distracting pleasures), and philosophers who don’t work (meaning, produce for theirs/others primary needs). The former, reach the “heights of efficiency”, the latter -  the heights of “thought” sophistication. The former deals with the bottom of Maslow’s pyramid, the latter, with the top (Oh Brave new World!).  If we are to talk about full human experience, the worker has to be reconciled with the thinker, and the thinker with the worker. The two must become one (the right to think (reflect) and the right to work).  Otherwise, we continue in the inhumane rat trap with its supposedly humane ideology of humanism. A humanism without a content.
I dwell upon all of this, while my body arranges the chairs in the cafe for customers to enjoy.. And then I run quickly to print it, because I think it is extremely important to share this with you.

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