When you’re driving and you see a mansion, what do you think about? My initial reaction is awe; I appreciate the beauty of the home, the thought process and execution of its architecture. All of these things run through my head immediately because they are emotional reactions, instincts.
However, upon transcendence of my natural instinct, I reach vastly more extensive conclusions that reach a depth I doubt most take the time to comprehend.
After I’ve marveled at the extravagance of the spectacle, I’m met with two more powerful and conclusive emotions. First, curiosity, I’m intrigued as to when this home was built, who it was built for, why the original owner chose this particular location and how much of his own ideas, his soul, went into the creation of this home? Are the people living in this home, business executives? Movie stars? Lottery winners? How did they obtain the amount of money necessary to own something so grandiose?
While it’s fun to occasionally take your imagination on a spin, to envision a world where maybe you were the owner of that house, the next emotion I experience is pure disgust. Let’s get this straight, I don’t want anything to infringe on the American Dream. I truly hope everybody can one day live prosperously and be as successful as they deserve. Sadly, in our United States of America, that isn’t the case.
It’s not the size of your home that disgusts me, I don’t wish to drag you down or diminish the blood, sweat and tears you may have put in to reap the fruits of your labor, those actions aren’t disgusting, they’re inspiring. What’s disgusting is excess. The excessive mindset of our society that spans far beyond the sizes of people’s homes, it is embedded inside of everyone.
Sure, some people might need a sizable house for their large families, social life, or as compensation for inferior genitalia, but think of how much is wasted. If we took the total square footage of rooms that aren’t used, not even those that are rarely used, but rooms and settings that maybe see a human being once a year, and compiled them into smaller homes, think of how many people we could benefit.
That’s what’s wrong with our country. Everybody has the first reaction to excess, we’re awed or marveled, inspired or envious. We all feel that. But how many people take that next step? How many people pass by a mansion and think of a person sleeping under a freeway overpass? How many people see a car with giant rims on it and think of the families that have to wait in line for a turkey on Thanksgiving? I’m not trying to make people feel guilty for indulging in their desires, people who work harder deserve to have a higher quality of live, that’s only fair. The question I want to ask is:
When did a life of excess become the American Dream?
At what point did we stop striving for a fulfilling life of building a family and accomplishing our goals, and replace that with the omnipresent desire to become rich as quickly as possible so you can prove your self worth with material objects? Why is a man more of a man because of what he is wearing, or what he is driving, or what he does for a living? Do we really want to create a reality where someone can be rewarded for his or her inferiority? A society that doesn’t provide incentive to pursue a worthwhile career because you can make more money embarrassing your loved ones on cable television or You Tube?
There’s nothing wrong with being rich, successful, or indulgent. There is a problem, a serious problem with dire consequences that we are only now beginning to feel, with living excessively.
It’s laughable that anybody would try to use the word Socialism, or any ism, when referring to a country that has such a severe disparity between classes. The richest people in this country have an overwhelming percentage of our overall currency and anybody who doesn’t zealously adhere to the principle of “Kill, or be killed” capitalism is immediately deemed a problem.
I’m not advocating class warfare; I ‘m advocating common sense. The idea that our economy can’t succeed unless we do everything we can to facilitate the richest percentile is quaint and misguided. For starters, who’s more likely to spend their money, a family of four that’s living check to check and needs every last penny to survive? Or, the son of a billionaire whose checking account collects interest at a level more profitable then the aforementioned family? Rich people sit on their money, and why wouldn’t you? I don’t blame you, and I’m not telling you how to spend your money.
However, did you realize if we instituted a 10% wealth tax on JUST the 19 richest people in California, it would save money then every single proposed budget cut? Yes, fewer than 20 people could save more money then all the buzzwords used by our politically ambitious newcomers. (Source: Time Magazine.)
And that’s just California!!
So let me get this straight, we’re against raising taxes on the richest percentile of the country because its
- Class Warfare
- Bad For Business
- Like Totally Unfair
These are the types of arguments we hear. But whom do we hear them from? Do you ever see the richest people in the world on TV begging us not to raise their taxes? Of course not, they have minions to do their labor, they have mouthpieces to speak their lies and they have pawns to shed their blood.
You’re telling me we can’t raise taxes on the rich because it will upset 19 people in California? Am I the only one disgusted by the fact that we could produce over $130 billion in revenue by taxing a single room full of people who eat caviar out of a virgin’s twat?
Look, I get that it’s not fair to give certain advantages to specific portions of the population. I get that it’s not fair to hinder small, and/or private business by increasing taxes. I get that it’s not fair to “punish” people for making more money.
But guess what? LIFE’S NOT FUCKING FAIR!
The fact that anybody who is making millions, let alone billions of dollars of year has the audacity to claim anything is “unfair” boggles my mind. Single mothers who have to pay for day care while working two jobs to feed their three children is unfair. Children born into broken homes that have been devastated by alcohol or drugs is unfair. Watching your father taken away in handcuffs before you’re even old enough to comprehend the magnitude of the situation is unfair.
When thinking about the problems facing our society, in what perspective is a slight tax increase on someone who lives in a house with 15 bathrooms, unfair? Why is increasing taxes on people who have enough money for 3 lifetimes so others can survive considered unfair? Sure, to some people it might actually be unfair, but think of how many people achieve insurmountable wealth based solely on gene pool bingo. Let’s have one of the kids who inherited a portion of the Wal-Mart fortune explain to an elementary school teacher why it’s unfair that he pay higher taxes.
America, like no other society before it, has an access to excess. No other country is provided the luxuries or amenities that are readily available to us in this country. While countless people starve throughout the world, we’ll throw away an entire piece of fish or beef just because it was on somebody’s plate. It hasn’t been in their mouth, there’s a good chance it never even touched their utensil, but leave it on your plate and the bus boy is tossing that salmon in to the trash. You think that’s happening around the world in impoverished countries? I mean for Christ sake, in Zambia they’ll gladly reach down and pull lunch right out of your throat. Please, go to South America and try to explain to them what a “Tanning Salon” is and see how long it takes before they burst into tears. Shit, most places around the world wouldn’t even understand the concept of a diet and we have people who have garnered extensive wealth because they convinced stupid, fat, retarded Americans to purchase their book with nutritional information readily available to anybody.
Finally, I’d like my scattered thoughts to culminate into this idea: Realize your dreams by aspiring for success, but don’t abandon your contributions to the prosperity of our society by submitting to the allure of excess. Money can’t buy YOU happiness, but it might change another human beings life forever.