That last bit is the truth. I grew up in a wealthy family and saw it from the inside before becoming the radical leftist I am today. Rich people don’t hate you—they literally don’t think about you at all. You are so far removed from their reality that when your complaints occasionally reach their ears, they assume you must be lying. They fundamentally can’t accept that their lifestyle and the way they wield power has consequences for other people.
That’s why people say “why is this happening” on the way to the guillotine.
I only say that to provide context to say THANK YOU, sincerely, for doing what maybe one in a thousand born into your situation do. Reflect on your situation earnestly, recognizing the atrocity of it, rejecting the siren’s call of ignoring that reality for the sake of blissfully ignorant greed and glut and decadence, and ultimately rejecting accepting complicity in and propagation of it.
To summarize my life, I say that I went to the White House, a crack house, and a nudist tree house in my first 21 years. I’ve had 3 near death experiences, the first in a private jet, the second with a gun to my head, and the third from taking bad ecstasy. I do my best to use that perspective for good, even though it can be really hard to reconcile such diverse experiences into a working personality.
No need to thank me, once I saw what reality was, the choice was easy. I always know what side of the line I will stand on.
That last bit is the truth. I grew up in a wealthy family and saw it from the inside before becoming the radical leftist I am today. Rich people don’t hate you—they literally don’t think about you at all. You are so far removed from their reality that when your complaints occasionally reach their ears, they assume you must be lying. They fundamentally can’t accept that their lifestyle and the way they wield power has consequences for other people.
That’s why people say “why is this happening” on the way to the guillotine.
I grew up in a trailer under a freeway.
I only say that to provide context to say THANK YOU, sincerely, for doing what maybe one in a thousand born into your situation do. Reflect on your situation earnestly, recognizing the atrocity of it, rejecting the siren’s call of ignoring that reality for the sake of blissfully ignorant greed and glut and decadence, and ultimately rejecting accepting complicity in and propagation of it.
That is no small feat.
To summarize my life, I say that I went to the White House, a crack house, and a nudist tree house in my first 21 years. I’ve had 3 near death experiences, the first in a private jet, the second with a gun to my head, and the third from taking bad ecstasy. I do my best to use that perspective for good, even though it can be really hard to reconcile such diverse experiences into a working personality.
No need to thank me, once I saw what reality was, the choice was easy. I always know what side of the line I will stand on.