When I was little, mom used to ask me whether I thought I could build a civilization.
If, let's say, something terrible happened to all of us, would you be able to start from scratch? What skills would you need to build a city? Who are the people you'd need?
And the answer was always - always, and in order of priority - farmers, masons, teachers, doctors (yes, teachers above doctors).
We can do without computers and the world wide web. We can do without dress designers. We can do very well without television (I already am), and nobody will die for the lack of a newspaper.
At a cinch, we can even do without electricians and tailors and domestic labour and cobblers and carpenters and writers. But they're pretty high up on my priority list, on the second layer of needs, just after the farmers, masons, teachers, doctors.
These are the tools, the foundation, the roots of civilization.
And a civilization that gives its farmers so little return on their labour that they'd rather be someone else, is a civilization in danger of wiping itself out.
Go tell the government, somebody. Ask them, when this one is gone, what will they build a new civilization on?