$5.15/hr = Libertarian Heaven

Will Wilkinson argues that the key to happiness lies in being happy little worker bees.

Excuse me while I go shoot myself.

(Yes, yes. I know how demoralizing it could be to be unemployed. I know how our sense of worth is often tied to how much money we pull in. That's all true. But there's something about the praiseful way Wilkinson equates our paid work with our worth that rankles. Not everybody finds their apotheosis in becoming one with the Market in an ecstasy of voluntary wage-work exchange.)