A Wager

It's fun to be part of something organized and powerful; a team, a company, a movement. It is a relief to fight for a cause, actions reinforced by conscience along with others engaged in the same fight. Maybe it's all for better software or medicine. Maybe it's for tastier booze or for powered paragliders. Maybe it's for children on another continent or the local homeless. Whatever it's for, we give our time and labor for it. What a nice fuzzy feeling it is to be part of something great.

And when my day is done more products fly out of the shipping dock making life easier for someone else. My work allows another to finish his job faster so he can make another's life easier. And then, that customer is pleased, finishing his job faster. The everlasting chain flows through every one of us, all fighting to make the lives of our customers more pleasant. And when I receive a compliment or a thank you I feel as though my work has vindication of some sort, an illusion our masters rely upon. This delusion of benevolence is the mode by which us slaves persist in the endless struggle to find happiness, all while watching happiness itself unfurl before our eyes from the second hand, the minute, the hour, sucked down into the bottomless crevasse that is the "economy," desperate to squeeze us for every moment of labor on behalf of the interests of...

of...

us.

And we believe it.

Because they have mortgaged away the fortunes of our grandchildren rather than our own.

For political approval.

And for the benefit of...

themselves.

I cannot blame them, the congressmen, CEOs, lobbyists. I would likely have done the same thing in their shoes, not having the expertise or time required to act in the best interests of my constituency; turning a blind eye to the consequences of my actions. How could our representatives compete with the most brilliant psychopaths in the financial sector? How can you expect a brilliant psychopath to not exploit a loophole? The cycle will continue. Our current battle was won before it began as Wall Street bet on a cocktail of incompetence, pride, and hubris of our elected officials...that the law would continue to be ignored. As such, the people's creation was turned against us, the law hijacked by the desperate and interested clinging to mountains of cash at our expense. And, our representatives will never see their error, following the same path as all former failed nations under the guise of liberty for all. Socialism is always in the best interest of the sedentary, rich, and well-connected at everyone else's expense. Just watch its Marxist-bent emotional extortion indoctrinate every child and seduce every adult until every one of us begs each other to just do something about it in a continued hysterical frenzy of entitlement and laziness. This, we, as well as the rich, can safely bet on.

If we are not part of the solution, an old friend told me, we are part of the problem. But, the truth is, were law has been usurped by kleptocracy, you are either robbing, or being robbed from. Those of us being robbed from (the entire middle class) must choose whether to restore the law or start robbing, and robbing is so much easier. I'm still thinking about it myself.