I am a people watcher. I notice a lot of things about people, and some of them are very subtle cues about their psyche given away by their body language. When I worked in fields such as corrections and law enforcement, it was very useful. When I was younger and lacked knowledge about the frequency of people having less than honorable intentions, it was what saved my silly butt when my brain failed to use what is called “common sense”. People watching is a lifelong habit.
As time as moved forward, the internet was not only born, but grew up and out, swallowing our world. It has given us access to the thoughts and comments from people from all over the world. In many cases, it has removed the economic barriers that had previously isolated certain sectors of society from each other.
So what does that mean?
It means that I have the ability to regularly observe the public behavior and comments of those people born into a life of privilege. You know the sort–their vacations cost more than my house’s total purchase price. They have never experienced actual hunger, been homeless, or been worried about whether their utilities were going to be shut off before they could scrape together the money to pay the bill. They have no idea what robbing Peter to pay Paul even means in terms of daily life. They can have personal trainers, multiple cars, multiple vacations each year, etc. They also have the ability to go “find” themselves and put their principles ahead of survival.
When they were graduating (or their children) from high school, their biggest worry was not trying to find a way to pay for college, but rather whether they would be accepted into their first choice college.
But that’s okay. It is nice that some people can enjoy a life of privilege, and if they inherited it from their grandparents or great-grandparents, well, lucky for them. It’s hard to not envy that financial state when you are struggling, but I really don’t bear them animosity. What does torque my psyche is that these people with a life of privilege feel that they not only have the right, but the obligation, to pass judgement on the rest of the world.
People usually do not choose to be poor or financially struggling. No one enjoys being hungry, homeless, sick, etc. Our natures encourage us to try to avoid those states. They, which in this case, includes me, may have made some poor choices or been the recipient of an unfortunate series of events that lead them to that state. From there, circumstances can snowball to other issues, with a wide range of observable results. These things can happen to people who are intelligent, moral, hard-working, and considerate of others. They may even have a very good education to go with it.
It’s sad but true, money talks in this country. Without money, if you are sick, you will die, the same as anyone who is poor and sick in a third world country. Some areas have better indigent health care than others. In Mississippi, if you do not have children at home, you are unlikely to receive any assistance with any medical needs, from medication to hospitalizations. The state does not consider keeping their population healthy to be financially feasible or a good investment, apparently. It means lower costs for the elderly too–Mississippians tend to die younger than most Americans, reducing the number of years that the elderly receive Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, SSI, SNAP, etc. Sounds great on paper, if you are one of the privileged category that can afford good housing, good nutrition, lifelong insurance and private elderly care. Poor people tend to believe that they are “lucky” to have minimal health care for their children. The new national health care plan is painted to be the tool of the devil himself, an affront to the very fabric of American society.
Why do these people of privilege believe that they are responsible for passing judgement on every overweight person they see, everyone who is struggling to make a life for themselves, everyone who asks for help, and everyone else that they may observe in the course of a day? Who gave them that right?
Somewhere along the way, the capitalism that we all treasure became a corporate based economy that has little to do with the concept of “free enterprise” and a whole lot to do with monopoly and control. It’s not really capitalism anymore, more like corporatism. Now we are told that corporations even enjoy many of the rights of a person.
Not until a corporation dies on the battlefield or in a hospital bed of a curable disease.
In most cases, those with a life of privilege have acquired it via the corporatism society we live in today, not due to extraordinary efforts or great inventions. The sad thing is that with the rise of corporatism, we’ve lost compassion. We illustrated it with the reality show industry featuring Donald Trump pointing his finger and stating “You are fired!”
There is no compassion from corporations. It’s nothing more than the cogs of a wheel that bring the downsizing from the board of directors to the employee being laid off, all pre-planned like a paint by number painting and never seasoned by compassion, to give the dreaded pink slip to someone who is going home to his or her family with the worst news imaginable.
Even the safety net of the extended family is gone, also courtesy of corporatism and its demise rushed by the corporatism that fuels Hollywood’s representation of society in films and television. We are now like a nation of three year olds grabbing everything they can reach and shouting “MINE!” at the top of their lungs.
Corporatism has convinced us that we need those “toys” and that he who dies with the most toys wins. Too many people are working too many hours to buy toys so that they look as though they are living the life of privilege, when instead they could be enjoying the luxury of a real life with enough. It’s made us a nation of people who trample over other people just to grab one more toy too.
Did you think Hunger Games was a depressing book? It’s not that much different than the corporate career many face. Most “die” early on, doomed to a life in the mail room, secretarial pool, or being fired. A few climb to the next level, if they are greedy enough and willing to stomp on enough other people to do so. At each level, more die and fewer rise to the next level. Then, finally, there is a handful of “winners” who get the prize.
I think we need a whole lot more compassion, respect, and consideration for others and to stop entertaining those in positions of privilege with our envy and efforts to rise to their positions. We need to learn what enough really means. We need to remove the concept of false shortages and monopoly from our economy and create an air of plenty and competence. We need to reward excellence and despise greed.
I can dream, right?
Sometimes, I wonder how Gene Roddenberry’s world came into being, what kinds of growing pains it experienced before money went away. What measure did they use to bargain with others then?