The Hotel Industry — The Modern-Day Plantations

Look around. Really look.

Beyond the glossy brochures, the beachfront sunsets, the smiling advertisements, there is a truth standing in plain sight, and most people have been trained not to see it.

The massive hotel building needs to stop.

What governments are helping to construct across our lands are not simply resorts. They are modern-day plantations, rebranded, repackaged, and marketed as “development.”

And just like before, there are owners…
And there are servants.

The difference now is not the system, only the branding.

Today’s plantation owners wear suits instead of crowns.
They sign contracts instead of chains.
They hide oppression behind hospitality.

And the slaves?

They are the people who clean the rooms.
The people who wash the sheets.
The people who serve the meals.
The people who are ordered to stay out of sight.

Back doors only.
Staff entrances only.
No mingling with guests.
No presence in the spaces reserved for “those who matter.”

You are good enough to clean the luxury, but not good enough to enjoy it.

You are good enough to serve paradise, but not good enough to belong in it.

This tourism industry is built on a modern slave trade.

A system where foreign corporations and elites own the land, own the buildings, own the profits, while the locals are dressed in uniforms, trained to smile, trained to bow, trained to be invisible.

It is no different from what it was years ago.

Only modernized.

Only sanitized.

Only disguised.

The whips are now policies.
The chains are now contracts.
The overseers are now managers.
The plantations are now hotels.

And governments?

Governments are not stopping it.
They are funding it.
Approving it.
Fast-tracking it.
Changing the laws for it.
Selling land for it.
Bending rules for it.

Always pushing projects.
Always pushing agendas.
Always pushing directives, laws, regulations, and “development plans” that tighten control over the people while opening doors for the colonizers.

Everything is framed as progress.

But whose progress?

Who truly benefits?

Not the people.
Not the workers.
Not the communities being displaced.
Not the cultures being erased.
Not the lands being sold.

What I see, again and again, is a system designed to keep the people restricted, managed, dependent, and under control, still orbiting the same colonial power structures, just painted with fresh colors.

And if anyone cannot see it…

They would have to be blind.

Because when your best land belongs to foreigners,
Your people serve instead of owning,
Your government protects investors more than citizens,
Your youth grow up trained for service instead of leadership,

You are not independent.

You are occupied.

Soft occupation.
Economic occupation.
Tourism occupation.

This is not hospitality.

This is a hierarchy.

This is not development.

This is domination.

And until we are brave enough to call it what it is, until we stop celebrating chains just because they shine, until we question why paradise is owned by outsiders while natives clean it.

The plantations will keep rising,
The profits will keep leaving,
And the people will remain servants in their own homeland.

Modern buildings.
Ancient system.

Different century.
Same oppression.

Look around.

Count the number of hotels being built.
Count how many people are being pushed into the hotel industry, not by choice, but by lack of options.
Count how many small businesses are fading out, closing down, disappearing, replaced by resorts and foreign-owned towers.

Slowly, quietly, the choices are being taken away.

Soon, if the people do not put a stop to this, there will be no other work.
No other path.
No other future.

Everyone will be working in hotels.
Serving. Cleaning. Cooking. Bowing. Smiling.

An entire population trained for service.

That is the agenda.

To push the people back into plantations, not with chains, but with uniforms.
Not in fields, but in resorts.
Not under overseers, but under managers.

The plantations never ended.

They were modernized.