

A backpack is the offensive, threadbare sack of the destitute waif, an emblem of poverty and puerility, stinking of damp socks and forgotten apples.
Unless you’re riding something with two wheels or backpacking, I could not imagine a less dignified way to carry your belongings.
Don’t forget, when people have time and a little extra energy they will do things like vote, volunteer, develop themselves, improve their health, maybe run for office.
These are all counter to the strategy to run everyone ragged, keep them on the treadmill producing and consuming until they drop. People who are exhausted won’t fight back.