The horrid greed-disease casts us into insanity.
It is the disease that corrupts us and compels us, like raging ghouls, to spend endless billions for weaponry to kill and maim other innocent human being, to render children legless, parentless, homeless and to destroy whole cultures for money and power.
We make choices.
We could choose to educate all of our children and provide health care for all of our citizens for less than the endless billions we spend on killing. We plunge ourselves into debt to kill, but whine that we do not have the funds to provide honest, hardworking citizens jobs, healthcare and an education.
Money is the disease that brings on this insanity. We abandon our own, whom we tax and exploit and lie to – our innocent citizens, now slaves – to build a meaningless war machine which is a money machine for the few. We frighten our citizens into silence. We are insane. And this insanity renders us mute.
I can remember my mother preaching: “Money is the root of all evil.” Her preaching was appropriate because we had little of either.
I am not one to downgrade money as a means of exchange – money for goods and money for services. But what happens when money becomes the meaning of life?
What happens to us when we dedicate our lives to its acquisition, that we judge our worth, our success, our power, our beauty, our intelligence and our right to dominate others depending upon how much money we have acquired?
What happens when we admire those who have much money, squeezed from the hides of helpless workers and we fail to recognize the mother, stricken with poverty, who, nevertheless, put her children though college. What about the father who dug ditches and cleaned latrines but set a role model of honest labor for his sons, while the corporate executive played money games on the stock market and wrested unearned bonuses from his shareholders?
This so-called down-turn in the economy is a danger to us. But as all dangers are likewise opportunities, these times give us an opportunity to rethink what is worthy of our admiration, both in ourselves and others.
As Sitting Bull said, “I have spoken.”