We trick ourselves into believing that we are better than the men and women who are in the leadership role, the men and women who are really running things in this country. We criticize them for the things they do, for the things they are able to buy.
Who needs an airplane? Who needs a big, fancy mansion? Those bastards are selfish! Only thinking of themselves. Why, if I had that kind of money, I wouldn’t waste in on myself! I’d help someone out. Someone less fortunate than me. I surely would.
More to the point, did you?
We’ve all struggled to make ends meet. How hard was that? In the early days of your life, when you hadn’t climbed the ladder of success? To pay the bills. To buy the groceries. Before that big break through came, before that big promotion, how hard was it to just muddle through? An electric bill that was fifty percent higher than it was last month was enough to have you eating rice and potatoes at every meal because that’s all you could afford.
Things got better, though. Didn’t they get better? You made more money. You didn’t have to worry so much about making the ends meet. When the bill was due, you didn’t have to dig the change from the sofa to help pay the bill. Instead of wondering how you were going to pay the bills, you started planning for the future. You started planning for your future.
The house you were going to build, when you finally had the money.
The car you were going to buy, when you finally had the money.
The trips you were going to take, when you finally had the money.
Little thought of what you could do for those less fortunate than you.
I would help if only I had the money to help.
Why do the super rich have their own jet airplanes? Because they can.
Why do people who do not have their own jet airplanes bitch about people who have their own jet airplanes? Call them selfish? Call them…make up the name?
Because they can’t.
If you won the lottery, the Powerball tomorrow, a few hundred million in your bank account, set for life, what would you do with it? How much of it would go to help those less fortunate and how much of it would go to indulge yourself?
I am not judging. I would fail humanity on every level.
I would have my own jet airplane, not because I needed one.
Because I wanted one.
Oh, yeah. I’d give a few dollars here and there to the local churches, the Salvation Army, and do missionary work just to make myself feel better.
I do not judge you, my readers, in this scathing review of the human psyche, I judge myself. If I had more money than I could possibly spend, then I would throw a few crumbs to those less fortunate than me. Repeat, just to make myself feel better.
The heroes of the world do all they can regardless of their monetary status. A great many of them are technically poor simply because of the work they do.
They might tell you a different story of what rich and poor means.
Me? I just want a jet airplane.