#soc

The worker is the slave of capitalist society, the female worker is the slave of that slave. ↗

— James Connolly

#capitalist society #female #slave #society #worker

Respect for the dignity of the human person is the foundational principle of any just society. From a Catholic perspective, it also forms the foundation of all of our Church's social teachings. ↗

— Salvatore J. Cordileone

#any #catholic #church #dignity #forms

We did not call it propaganda, for that word, in German hands, had come to be associated with deceit and corruption. ↗

— George Creel

#call #come #corruption #deceit #did

I have never indulged our society's misguided notion that my personal life is relevant to my work, so any reporting surrounding that is necessarily hearsay, speculation or fantasy. ↗

— Billy Crudup

#fantasy #hearsay #i #indulged #life

The more civilized a nation, the more conformed its population, until that civilization's last age arrives, when multiplicity wages war with conformity. The former grows ever wilder, ever more dysfunctional in its extremities; whilst the latter seeks to increase its measure of control, until such efforts acquire diabolical tyranny.' - Traveller ↗

— Steven Erikson

#society #age

Human relationships are rich and they're messy and they're demanding. And we clean them up with technology. Texting, email, posting, all of these things let us present the self as we want to be. We get to edit, and that means we get to delete, and that means we get to retouch, the face, the voice, the flesh, the body -- not too little, not too much, just right. ↗

— Sherry Turkle

#relationships #sociology #technology #age

I hope this doesn't sound pompous but I don't think of myself as famous, whatever fame I've got has come through what I've done and associations of things I've done. ↗

— Peter Cushing

#come #done #fame #famous #got

Television and radio do a wonderful job in focusing attention on the problems of our society. ↗

— Richard J. Daley

#focusing #job #our #problems #radio

What drew him towards the outside was not the student, not the goat, not even the man in the down-at-heel shoes who joined them. Simply the street, like a blanched life-drained cadaver, fettered his whole attention. Never before had he seen it look so monstrously real, lit by the tired face of the moon, quiet and grave. There was about it, as it were, a sort of despairing dignity. You might have thought that the street had been killed by the weight of its suffering, that it had that moment died after long agony. It was old, the street, hobbling and twisted with age. Some of its houses were already crumbling in ruins. For years now it had sheltered the petty life of men. And now they had elected it to express the extent of their weariness. Naked beneath the prodigious brightness of the moon, it revealed all that men hid in the depths of their beings, the little hopes, the hates so huge. No longer could it hide anything; it cried out its despair from every corner. ↗

— Albert Cossery

#age

The mortal enemies of Social Security and Medicare are those who, in contempt of the plain arithmetic, continue to mislead Americans that we should change nothing. ↗

— Mitch Daniels

#change #contempt #continue #medicare #mislead