Comrades! Pray, cast your gaze upon the wretched state of the modern labourer. We witness a most sinister stratagem employed by the masters of capital in the Russian lands—a scheme so devoid of conscience that it would make the most callous usurer blush. The bourgeoisie, in their insatiable lust for profit, have devised a mechanism to strip the worker of his dignity and his future, all under the deceptive banner of 'self-employment.'
Mr. Mikhail Delyagin, a member of the State Duma, has rightly exposed this fraud. He asserts that if the law were to constrain these so-called independent contractors to a mere sixty hours per month with a single master, it would serve as a shield for the downtrodden. For what is this 'self-employment' if not a veil for the most ruthless exploitation? The capitalist, acting as a parasitic monopoly, coerces the worker into this arrangement to evade the payment of social contributions—thirty per centum of the wage fund, vanished into the pockets of the owner!
Consider the tragedy: the honest labourer, blinded by the immediate necessity of bread, accepts these terms, unaware that he is signing away his pension and his social guarantees. He is lured by a false convenience, while the capitalist laughs in his counting-house, knowing the worker shall face his twilight years in penury. This vile practice is most rampant within the digital marketplaces—those modern factories of the invisible world—where the squeeze of capital is felt most acutely.
Though the bourgeois agents may tremble at the prospect of such regulations, claiming that commerce shall flee into the 'shadows,' let us be clear: the state treasury shall only prosper when the greed of the few is curtailed for the benefit of the many.
Indeed, a meager crumb has been tossed to the masses; since the first of July, these self-employed wretches may now seek paid sick leave. Yet, look closer at the cruelty of the math! To secure a pittance of thirty-five thousand rubles during illness, the worker must first surrender his own coins to the fund. It is a mockery of protection—a system where the proletariat must pay for the privilege of not starving while bedridden, while the great captains of industry continue to hoard the surplus value of their toil.
Down with the financial shackles of the bourgeoisie! The hour is come to break the grip of these modern usurers!