I am not a capitalist. Not only that, I don’t believe in money.
I hate money.
I am sick to death of money.
What is money anyway?
Little pieces of paper and metal that have value.
Why are they valuable? Because we say so.
That’s it. That’s all.
We agree it means something, so it does – a shared delusion.
There is no inherent wealth in a $1 bill, not even in a $100 bill. It doesn’t matter if it is the Queen’s face or my own, a stamp is meaningless.
A sparkly diamond can go for hundreds of millions of dollars, but the bottle of water that keeps us alive? A few quarters.
Our priorities are screwed up.
I’m not saying water should be expensive or diamonds should be cheap, I’m saying nothing should have a price tag on it.
“An imbalance between rich and poor is the oldest and most fatal ailment of all republics.”
“Inequality is as dear to the American heart as liberty itself.”
-William Dean Howells
Why does this happen? How did we let this become the norm? How did we disillusion ourselves so much?
We speak of American Dreams and trickle-down economies. We listen to tirades against the “economically disadvantaged” in which they are called lazy and stupid and unwilling and unmotivated and deserving of their lot in life.
We ignore generations of racism, sexism, classism, ageism, and ableism. We ignore the pitfalls of capitalism and the way it always leads income inequality. We call corporations ‘people’ and watch those that struggle suffocate and call the billionaires “too big to fail”.
We don’t ignore our materialism, we applaud it.
We are told that the rich need the “incentive” of more money for them to create jobs. We are told that the poor need less money so that they will pull themselves up by their bootstraps. And then we believe it.
When someone does battle their way to the top of the ladder, they believe they deserve it more than anyone else. That think they worked harder, that they are inherently better. Even if they cheated.
We become convinced that those seeking help are a bunch of lying couch potatoes, no matter what the evidence shows.
We don’t share. We don’t consider. We don’t empathize.
We slap on a price tag.
I hate money. It is a vile thing.