but, it's exceedingly difficult to be a legitimately smart person in a market society, because you don't find yourself concerned with whether people think you've succeeded or not, so much as you find yourself up against the impossibility of existing in a way that doesn't make you want to kill yourself. you may have an unending list of satisfying, enjoyable things to do with yourself, but nobody wants to pay you to do them, so unless you have an independent source of wealth, you have no choice but to not have the time to do those things because you have to find some way to pay the rentier class, instead. and, how excited does anybody get about living a life like that?
it's for that reason that the most intelligent people in a market society end up on the fringes of it, while the dumbest end up running the institutions.
if that's efficiency, it's efficiency in the sense of being an efficient algorithm for idiocracy - which is what we have around us, more and more every day.
there isn't a job you could give me that i wouldn't hate, or a labor relationship you could present to me that wouldn't make me loathe my existence, and despise who i am. i admit it would be easier if there was - if somebody would pay me for doing the things that i love. but, i would rather live in abject poverty and exercise the freedom to do what i want than throw everything i love away for material possessions.
and, i insist that's a sign of intelligence - whereas choosing freely to exist in a role you care little for is a sign of a lack of it, regardless of the salary figures attached to it.
so, i always looked at getting a job as giving up on life, and refusing to get one as continuing to resist, continuing to live, continuing to exist.
it would help if i had an income source, granted. but, that can neither be an ends, nor a means to one; it can only be coincidental, adjunct, secondary...
to be free, we must exist to devise our own ends, not to accumulate profit - not for you, and not for anybody else. and, we must be free to be happy...