Mile in my moccasins
I was on a weekly team meeting and my manager announced he was retiring. I was a little shocked because he is only a couple years older than me and I still have a couple years to go.
He then admitted that, over the years, he has made some good stock purchases. One was Nvidia at 47¢/share. A stock trading today at $136/share.
I was thinking on that and my life has, until very very recently, been one of constant struggle. I've even been homeless. I was so desperately poor that I just focused on survival and never considered other possibilities as realistic. I was never able to get out of my own head, a paralysing fear of never having enough money to pay for basic necessities, that I never would have considered investing.
That is the issue with being poor: that everything but the need to survive becomes irrelevant.
It also explains why so many hold onto that fantasy of being a millionaire or even a billionaire because the ideal, that fantasy, is the light in the darkness but like fantasy, that light is just a will-o-wisp, leading you deeper into the unforgiving swamp of despair.
I think its one of many things that keep people so poor. Being poor in America can leave you so desperate for hope that you will convince yourself of anything, even being a billionaire. Ironically, these fantasies can leave you paralyzed and stuck in the idea of being rich because you know that actually becoming rich isn't real.
This is what Republicans want. This is what the Mango Mussolini wants. They want you stuck in a fantasy of want and desire, while also fighting every day to just exist.
We cannot overcome him, more importantly , people like him, until we overcome ourselves. We have to see past the desperation. Past the fantasy. We have to see the reality in front of us and take the real steps needed to overcome our situation. Not to be billionaires. But to, at the very least, look past today and into a better tomorrow.
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