In the XIXth century, factory work was often horribly unpleasant. Today, while it may not be as fun as a day at Disney World, in the first world people are generally quite happy to get work in mills and factories. Even gutting chickens at 7 bucks an hour (which gives you carpal tunnel) is superior enough to the alternatives elsewhere that the industrialized nations are struggling to absorb massive amounts of immigration from all the other countries.
I mean, you have to consider peoples' alternatives here. Is it more fun to run a 1/5-acre wet-rice farm in Cambodia than it is to gut chickens in an American factory? Don't forget, the chicken-gutter only works about 75 hours a week - farmers generally work a lot more than that. Chicken-gutters don't have to have weapons in case the local bandits decide to steal their harvest. Chicken-gutters have access to mass-produced goods and services that are spectacularly cheaper than handicrafts.
Lots of people in the first world were not brought up to manual labour; quite naturally, they hate it. My experience is a little different. I'm working on my third graduate degree, for reference; but I was brought up on a very old-fashioned farm, and have dug wells and dugouts, hoed endless potato ridges, planted corn with a 30's-vintage manual planter, and so forth. I live in a large apartment building downtown and I'm pining for labour - I want to dig things, plant a garden, build things out of wood, and so forth. While working in a factory might seem to you to be much more unpleasant than sitting around reading, I know a lot of working folks who would hate a job that never had them moving things, lifting things, building things, and fixing things.
how about causes suffering? Doing the same thing over and over again, day-in and day-out sucks
Again, you've just desribed the situation of more than 99% of all the human beings who have ever lived. I'm sure it must have occured to you that the existence of a comparatively large (historically speaking) leisure class today is entirely dependent upon industrial production of food and goods. You wouldn't be free to think all day were it not for the hundreds of hands that built your home, produced your food from the bare dirt itself, assembled your computer, sewed your clothing, manufactured your car/bicycle (and refined its gasoline, attached its upholstery, manufactured the rubber for its tires, finished the rubber into tires,) etc. etc. ad nauseam.
Again: if you post to this forum, you are more than likely a member of the leisure class. But not everyone can be.
Skarphedinn was carrying the axe with which he had killed Thrainn Sigfusson and which he called 'Battle Troll.'
Njal's Saga, ca 1280 AD
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