Even the prison laborer is not engaged in a futile activity the way Sisyphus is. The license plates provide others with a benefit.
One of the problems with the book is the claim that we are like Sisyphus, but that is not true. I can't think of even one laborer who is like Sisyphus receiving no wage and providing nothing for the employer in return for the wage. Since we are not like Sisyphus, there is nothing absurd about our work and the question of suicide is irrelevant.
Here is something from the book which confirms my assessment, at least for me, of Camus' delusion and sentimentality. It is in the chapter that is also called "The Myth of Sisyphus".
Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable. It would be a mistake to say that happiness necessarily springs from the absurd discovery. It happens as well that the feeling of the absurd springs from happiness.
Here the absurdity is the delusion and the happiness in the face of that absurdity is the sentimentality. I might add that the above quote seems a bit inane or at best meaningless, but it is just a text, after all. It is not reality and texts can be meaningless.



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