But,
 wait, isn’t our present dilemma just a passing phase of the business 
cycle? What about the job market of the future? Haven’t the doomsayers, 
those damn Malthusians, always been proved wrong by rising productivity,
 new fields of enterprise, new economic opportunities? Well, yeah – 
until now, these times. The measurable trends of the past half-century, 
and the plausible projections for the next half-century, are just too 
empirically grounded to dismiss as dismal science or ideological hokum. 
They look like the data on climate change – you can deny them if you 
like, but you’ll sound like a moron when you do.
For example, the Oxford economists who study employment trends 
tell us that almost half of existing jobs, including those involving ‘non-routine cognitive tasks’ – you know, like 
thinking
 – are at risk of death by computerisation within 20 years. They’re 
elaborating on conclusions reached by two MIT economists in the 
book Race Against the Machine (2011).
 Meanwhile, the Silicon Valley types who give TED talks have started 
speaking of ‘surplus humans’ as a result of the same process – 
cybernated production. 
Rise of the Robots, a new book that cites these very sources, is social science, not science fiction.
So
 this Great Recession of ours – don’t kid yourself, it ain’t over – is a
 moral crisis as well as an economic catastrophe. You might even say 
it’s a spiritual impasse, because it makes us ask what social 
scaffolding other than work will permit the construction of character – 
or whether character itself is something we must aspire to. But that is 
why it’s also an intellectual opportunity: it forces us to imagine a 
world in which the job no longer builds our character, determines our 
incomes or dominates our daily lives.
What would you do if you didn’t have to work to receive an income?
In short, it lets us say: enough already. Fuck work.
Certainly this crisis makes us ask: what comes 
after work?
 What would you do without your job as the external discipline that 
organises your waking life – as the social imperative that gets you up 
and on your way to the factory, the office, the store, the warehouse, 
the restaurant, wherever you work and, no matter how much you hate it, 
keeps you coming back? What would you do if you didn’t have to work to 
receive an income?
And what would society and civilisation be like
 if we didn’t have to ‘earn’ a living – if leisure was not our choice 
but our lot? Would we hang out at the local Starbucks, laptops open? Or 
volunteer to teach children in less-developed places, such as 
Mississippi? Or smoke weed and watch reality TV all day?
I’m not proposing a fancy thought experiment here. By now these are 
practical questions because there aren’t enough jobs. So it’s time we asked even more practical questions. How do you make a living 
without a job
 – can you receive income without working for it? Is it possible, to 
begin with and then, the hard part, is it ethical? If you were raised to
 believe that work is the index of your value to society – as most of us
 were – would it feel like cheating to get something for nothing?
We already have some provisional 
answers
 because we’re all on the dole, more or less. The fastest growing 
component of household income since 1959 has been ‘transfer payments’ 
from government. By the turn of the 21st century, 20 per cent of 
all household
 income came from this source – from what is otherwise known as welfare 
or ‘entitlements’. Without this income supplement, 
half of the adults with full-time jobs would live below the poverty line, and 
most working Americans would be eligible for food stamps.
But
 are these transfer payments and ‘entitlements’ affordable, in either 
economic or moral terms? By continuing and enlarging them, do we 
subsidise sloth, or do we enrich a debate on the rudiments of the good 
life?
Transfer payments or ‘entitlements’, not to mention Wall 
Street bonuses (talk about getting something for nothing) have taught us
 how to detach the receipt of income from the production of goods, but 
now, in plain view of the end of work, the lesson needs rethinking. No 
matter how you calculate the federal budget, we can afford to be our 
brother’s keeper. The real question is not whether but how we choose to 
be.
I know what you’re thinking – we can’t afford this! But yeah, 
we can, very easily. We raise the arbitrary lid on the Social Security 
contribution, which now stands at 
$127,200,
 and we raise taxes on corporate income, reversing the Reagan 
Revolution. These two steps solve a fake fiscal problem and create an 
economic surplus where we now can measure a moral deficit.
Of 
course, you will say – along with every economist from Dean Baker to 
Greg Mankiw, Left to Right – that raising taxes on corporate income is a
 disincentive to investment and thus job creation. Or that it will drive
 corporations overseas, where taxes are lower.
But in fact raising taxes on corporate income 
can’t have these effects.
Let’s
 work backward. Corporations have been ‘multinational’ for quite some 
time. In the 1970s and ’80s, before Ronald Reagan’s signature tax cuts 
took effect, approximately 60 per cent of manufactured imported goods 
were produced offshore, overseas, 
by US companies. That percentage has risen since then, but not by much.
Chinese
 workers aren’t the problem – the homeless, aimless idiocy of corporate 
accounting is. That is why the Citizens United decision of 2010 applying
 freedom of speech regulations to campaign spending is hilarious. Money 
isn’t speech, any more than noise is. The Supreme Court has conjured a 
living being, a new person, from the remains of the common law, creating
 a real world more frightening than its cinematic equivalent: say, 
Frankenstein, 
Blade Runner or, more recently, 
Transformers.
But the bottom line is this. 
Most jobs aren’t created by private, corporate investment, so raising taxes on corporate income won’t affect employment.
 You heard me right. Since the 1920s, economic growth has happened even 
though net private investment has atrophied. What does that mean? It 
means that profits are pointless except as a way of announcing to your 
stockholders (and hostile takeover specialists) that your company is a 
going concern, a thriving business. You don’t need profits to 
‘reinvest’, to finance the expansion of your company’s workforce or 
output, as the recent history of Apple and most other corporations has 
amply demonstrated.
I know that building my character through work is stupid because crime pays. I might as well become a gangster
So
 investment decisions by CEOs have only a marginal effect on employment.
 Taxing the profits of corporations to finance a welfare state that 
permits us to love our neighbours and to be our brothers’ keeper is not 
an economic problem. It’s something else – it’s an intellectual issue, a
 moral conundrum.
When we place our faith in hard work, we’re 
wishing for the creation of character; but we’re also hoping, or 
expecting, that the labour market will allocate 
incomes fairly 
and rationally. And there’s the rub, they do go together. Character can 
be created on the job only when we can see that there’s an intelligible,
 justifiable relation between past effort, learned skills and present 
reward. When I see that your income is completely out of proportion to 
your production of real value, of durable goods the rest of us can use 
and appreciate (and by ‘durable’ I don’t mean just material things), I 
begin to doubt that character is a consequence of hard work.
When I
 see, for example, that you’re making millions by laundering drug-cartel
 money (HSBC), or pushing bad paper on mutual fund managers (AIG, Bear 
Stearns, Morgan Stanley, Citibank), or preying on low-income borrowers 
(Bank of America), or buying votes in Congress (all of the above) – just
 business as usual on Wall Street – while I’m barely making ends meet 
from the earnings of my full-time job, I realise that my participation 
in the labour market is irrational. I know that building my character 
through work is stupid because crime pays. I might as well become a 
gangster like you.
That’s why an economic crisis such as the Great
 Recession is also a moral problem, a spiritual impasse – and an 
intellectual opportunity. We’ve placed so many bets on the social, 
cultural and ethical import of work that when the labour market fails, 
as it so spectacularly has, we’re at a loss to explain what happened, or
 to orient ourselves to a different set of meanings for work and for 
markets.
And by ‘we’ I mean pretty much all of us, Left to Right, 
because everybody wants to put Americans back to work, one way or 
another – ‘full employment’ is the goal of Right-wing politicians no 
less than Left-wing economists. The differences between them are over 
means, not ends, and those ends include intangibles such as the 
acquisition of character.
Which is to say that everybody has 
doubled down on the benefits of work just as it reaches a vanishing 
point. Securing ‘full employment’ has become a bipartisan goal at the 
very moment it has become both impossible and unnecessary. Sort of like 
securing slavery in the 1850s or segregation in the 1950s.
Why?
Because
 work means everything to us inhabitants of modern market societies – 
regardless of whether it still produces solid character and allocates 
incomes rationally, and quite apart from the need to make a living. It’s
 been the medium of most of our thinking about the good life since Plato
 correlated craftsmanship and the possibility of ideas as such. It’s 
been our way of defying death, by making and repairing the durable 
things, the significant things we know will last beyond our allotted 
time on earth because they teach us, as we make or 
repair them, that the world beyond us – the world before and after us – has its own reality principles.
Think
 about the scope of this idea. Work has been a way of demonstrating 
differences between males and females, for example by merging the 
meanings of fatherhood and ‘breadwinner’, and then, more recently, 
prying them apart. Since the 17th century, masculinity and femininity 
have been defined – not necessarily achieved – by their places in a 
moral economy, as working men who got paid wages for their production of
 value on the job, or as working women who got paid nothing for their 
production and maintenance of families. Of course, these definitions are
 now changing, as the meaning of ‘family’ changes, along with profound 
and parallel changes in the labour market – the entry of women is just 
one of those – and in attitudes toward sexuality.
When work 
disappears, the genders produced by the labour market are blurred. When 
socially necessary labour declines, what we once called 
women’s work
 – education, healthcare, service – becomes our basic industry, not a 
‘tertiary’ dimension of the measurable economy. The labour of love, 
caring for one another and learning how to be our brother’s keeper – 
socially beneficial labour – becomes not merely possible but eminently 
necessary, and not just within families, where affection is routinely 
available. No, I mean out there, in the wide, wide world.
Work has also been the American way of producing ‘racial capitalism’, as the historians now call it, by means of 
slave labour,
 convict labour, sharecropping, then segregated labour markets – in 
other words, a ‘free enterprise system’ built on the ruins of black 
bodies, an economic edifice animated, saturated and determined by 
racism. 
There never was a free market in labour in these united states.
 Like every other market, it was always hedged by lawful, systematic 
discrimination against black folk. You might even say that this hedged 
market 
produced the still-deployed stereotypes of 
African-American laziness, by excluding black workers from remunerative 
employment, confining them to the ghettos of the eight-hour day.
And
 yet, and yet. Though work has often entailed subjugation, obedience and
 hierarchy (see above), it’s also where many of us, probably most of us,
 have consistently expressed our deepest human desire, to be free of 
externally imposed authority or obligation, to be self-sufficient. We 
have defined ourselves for centuries by what we do, by what we 
produce.
But
 by now we must know that this definition of ourselves entails the 
principle of productivity – from each according to his abilities, to 
each according to his creation of real value through work – and commits 
us to the inane idea that we’re worth only as much as the labour market 
can register, as a price. By now we must also know that this principle 
plots a certain course to endless growth and its faithful attendant, 
environmental degradation.
How would human nature change as the aristocratic privilege of leisure becomes the birthright of all?
Until
 now, the principle of productivity has functioned as the reality 
principle that made the American Dream seem plausible. ‘Work hard, play 
by the rules, get ahead’, or, ‘You get what you pay for, you make your 
own way, you rightly receive what you’ve honestly earned’ – such 
homilies and exhortations used to make sense of the world. At any rate 
they didn’t sound delusional. By now they do.
Adherence to the 
principle of productivity therefore threatens public health as well as 
the planet (actually, these are the same thing). By committing us to 
what is impossible, it makes for madness. The Nobel Prize-winning 
economist Angus Deaton 
said
 something like this when he explained anomalous mortality rates among 
white people in the Bible Belt by claiming that they’ve ‘lost the 
narrative of their lives’ – by suggesting that they’ve lost faith in the
 American Dream. For them, the work ethic is a death sentence because 
they can’t live by it.
So the impending end of work raises the 
most fundamental questions about what it means to be human. To begin 
with, what purposes could we choose if the job – economic necessity – 
didn’t consume most of our waking hours and creative energies? What 
evident yet unknown possibilities would then appear? How would human 
nature itself change as the ancient, aristocratic privilege of leisure 
becomes the birthright of human beings as such?
Sigmund Freud 
insisted that love and work were the essential ingredients of healthy 
human being. Of course he was right. But can love survive the end of 
work as the willing partner of the good life? Can we let people get 
something for nothing and still treat them as our brothers and sisters –
 as members of a beloved community? Can you imagine the moment when 
you’ve just met an attractive stranger at a party, or you’re online 
looking for someone, anyone, but you don’t ask: ‘So, what do you do?’
We won’t have any answers until we acknowledge that work now means everything to us – and that hereafter it can’t.