This is the problem I have with Graeber's "bullshit job" idea. It does "feel true". Yet we are generally so useless as individuals that there is no alternative but to play along. And, if the pantomime were to stop, then we'd all just starve, right? I think his purpose was noble: "Peoples' time is terribly misallocated, and we could do a lot better by setting everybody free." But this isn't some abundant Nature that surrounds us; it's a synthetic hellscape, where the trees on which food grows have been cut down to make way for parking lots, the buffalo have been slaughtered for the sole purpose of control, and it is illegal to build a house except from Home Depot materials. We are pathetically dependent and utterly owned. So the little guy also has to maintain the illusion of usefulness to the hand that feeds. Again, without it, then he, by which I mean we, would starve.