Disclaimer: On and off homeless, I’m not on welfare of any sort and am in the bottom most percentile in the US for anything.
I’m getting really, really sick and tired of the old Commie layovers of this fear the rich, 1% owns 99% of the wealth bullshit.
Why I don’t care:
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The vast majority of that wealth is tied to ownership of potential liquidity of all assets… if you own a company, it means your worth is the worth of that whole company, if you had a buyer, according to calculations done by the tax people who hunt all your assets down. The average rich person can’t do much with the bulk of their wealth without going out of business. If all the rich people got out of business, and horded their money in “The Bank of the One Percent”, civilization would collapse. That Bank would go bust cause it wouldn’t have anything of value in it. Diamonds, gold, silver… no nutritional value. Paper currency… maybe some currencies can be made into a stew. Every factory on planet earth would rot.
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Despite this, they do have considerably more take home pay than you or I. Its no where near this 1% calculation in regards to their readily disposable wealth, but it’s higher than my paycheck of less than $200 a week. Does it make me glum? Somewhat, not really. Why? Short of getting the better babe, and general ease of transactions and worry (which is admittedly nice), they have limited categories of stuff to buy. I have one body, in one given place at any given time. Smart phones, outside of being Apple or Android base, aren’t really too different… you buy the high or low version, your getting more or less the same stupid product, largely the same internet… just they can plow through some paywalls easier.
Your a woman wanting a new outfit… you can buy a affordable knockoff if most anything… video game systems are affordable, you can own a car usually… yes, rich can own $500 cars like Batman or Jay Leno, but so what? They can only drive one at a time, and they are for getting you to places. When your asleep, doesn’t matter if your in a mansion or a sleeping bagexperience in the rain, I’ve done both, similar experience… if you have a family, you want shelter for them, but it doesn’t need to be too extreme. A house or a palace operates off of similar principles. You can fix it up with scraps, decorate it with ingenuity. In Iraq, I saw some people scavenge descent set ups, others lived in filth, both surrounded by ruins… just one guy decided his digs we’re going to be respectable… both equally impoverished. Choice is yours in the long run, how you adapt.
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I just don’t give a fuck about them. Like… seriously, I’ve done security for them… their parties suck. Their conversations suck… it’s not refinement, it’s just faux accultured hubris. I can’t begin to give a flying fuck about them. I like a pretty woman in a nice dress, and they are almost universally gold digging, so that’s my main qualm. But you know what, the poor can still bang the rich’s wives once they’ve become landed, so not all hope is lost for the poor man. Not advocating, just saying. You might think your higher class, but we share the same streets and glances… nothing totally insulates.
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There is no alternative… seriously, the main objective is a bunch of Communists with no background in politics or economics becoming the new 1%… fuck that. The current 1% doesn’t make me salute political commissars, or go on long marches, or build dams under impossible conditions through mass labor, or make everyone March in step, or memorize Communist works, make me listen to a constant stream of propaganda that I can’t turn off, have struggle sessions at work, talk about the master race or ordered or riled into excitement to launch pogroms against minorities or class enemies… I’m never going to get a better deal through communism. What, if the Communist take over I get to snatch the Mayor’s fancy antique pens and get put on mandatory food stamps, told to live in a bungalow outside uniontown with another philosopher, informed I have to philosophize in a certain manner for the people (in other words, nitwits in the party)… that sucks balls, and that’s my best case scenario.
Any new idea I come up with, stagnates and dies, or worst, gets it’s own inefficient factory mass producing my idea into overkill regardless of market forces nobody can see anymore… no fuck that.
Or worst, I’d be hunted on the underground, writing philosophical pamphlets as some KGB Gestapo entity hunts me cause I’m not nearly patriotic enough. Yeah, a few poems by me threatens a massive totalitarian state.
Fuck no, I’m not having shit to do with that. Until we have Star Trek replicates that can E = MC2 stuff from thin air, breaking down wealth 50-50 equally for all is a incredibly bad idea, we go instantly back to the stone age. It doesn’t matter if the state owns all businesses and let the managers run them, or if the rich own them… either case, 99% really don’t own it, no matter the rhetoric of a people’s republic that you do… cause you really fucking don’t stupid. Walk into a random factory in a socialist paradise, give orders, and see what happens. You’ll have your ass tossed out.
Literally, you need a futuristic matter replicator, or need to shut up about the 1%. As long as the rich are too distracted with their 5 homes, they aren’t going to worry too much about your 1 house. Does it have a roof? Locking door? Water? Heat? If so, your rich, shut up. Honestly, just shut up. Most people don’t have that, and I don’t remember the Soviets or China rushing out IKEA products to the impoverished third world… that shit doesn’t work any better than what we do now, worst infact in most cases.