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i hate people who have wealth and use this to their distinct advantage by outdoing their lesser friends in terms of everything that money can buy, from clothes to places on top schools and the like. the old adage money cant but happiness? its an utter load of bull. no matter what, money always adds to ones utility, even though the absolute value of this diminishes somewhat the more the money. which is why some people choose to claim that the utility derived by the wealthy on money is far less than the utility derived by the poor on the same thing. even then, the utter lack of many can be quite an interesting situation; there are many poor people whose quality of life, or more significantly, perceived quality of life is as high as their counterparts in richer nations with more disposable income. learning geography has been an eyeopener for me in this sense for i remember quite distinctly that the happiest people in the world, came from the poorer nations who were satisfied with the way things were with their lives and were more than happy to exist within their limitations.
this is not the case for many of the urban middle-class and poor who are faced with brash statements of wealth everywhere they turn be it the bmw 7 series turning into the driveway in school or the sony psp. in both colours. i say that i hate rich people because i am deeply envious of them. as one who has had to face an enduring family history of bad financial decisions, i feel frustrated that i cannot truly belong anywhere, languishing instead in the limbo that is the middle-class. my parents earn too much to apply for financial assistance and yet they earn too little for me to lead a decadent lifestyle.
of course im very well aware of the fact that i should not desire to lead such lifestyles and i agree with that to some extent. while i should be held responsible for such desires, i argue that i should have diminished responsibility because it is so hard not to want what others have. this type of desire has to be further dichotomised because i dont feel that there has been any wrong done if ive not worked for something and i dont get it. however, when i do not possess something out of no fault of my own, its definitely something that i cannot deal with easily.
i hate being broke, but its a stark reality oftentimes. i feel as though i dont ever have enough money anymore and it makes me sad, but it also makes me sad to think why this is so. i try to recall if ive made a big purchase previously, and i realise that ive not shopped for anything for myself in months so everything has gone to day to day living expenses. staying in school till unearthly hours has that effect; i just cant go without food for too long and it means having to sustain myself on 50 bucks a week just eating and surviving. which is an obscene amount. its terrible.
i wish i had more money, i really do. i confess that i am deeply resentful that my parents cannot provide for the life that i want to be leading. i will never have kids if i cannot provide them with the best; not only saying that i will, but doing it.
god spoke 12:25 AM
this is not the case for many of the urban middle-class and poor who are faced with brash statements of wealth everywhere they turn be it the bmw 7 series turning into the driveway in school or the sony psp. in both colours. i say that i hate rich people because i am deeply envious of them. as one who has had to face an enduring family history of bad financial decisions, i feel frustrated that i cannot truly belong anywhere, languishing instead in the limbo that is the middle-class. my parents earn too much to apply for financial assistance and yet they earn too little for me to lead a decadent lifestyle.
of course im very well aware of the fact that i should not desire to lead such lifestyles and i agree with that to some extent. while i should be held responsible for such desires, i argue that i should have diminished responsibility because it is so hard not to want what others have. this type of desire has to be further dichotomised because i dont feel that there has been any wrong done if ive not worked for something and i dont get it. however, when i do not possess something out of no fault of my own, its definitely something that i cannot deal with easily.
i hate being broke, but its a stark reality oftentimes. i feel as though i dont ever have enough money anymore and it makes me sad, but it also makes me sad to think why this is so. i try to recall if ive made a big purchase previously, and i realise that ive not shopped for anything for myself in months so everything has gone to day to day living expenses. staying in school till unearthly hours has that effect; i just cant go without food for too long and it means having to sustain myself on 50 bucks a week just eating and surviving. which is an obscene amount. its terrible.
i wish i had more money, i really do. i confess that i am deeply resentful that my parents cannot provide for the life that i want to be leading. i will never have kids if i cannot provide them with the best; not only saying that i will, but doing it.
god spoke 12:25 AM
