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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The Root of All Evil

Is, as is typical, seen to be money by the wide majority; and all I can honestly say in response to such an allegation is: no, it's not. People like you and I are.
It's a strange statement to make, when one decides that it was instead the fault of money that forced them to steal from others retirement funds, or that it is the fault of money that they were forced to rob a corner store to feed their family, taking the life of a counter-clerk in the process.
No, it's not the fault of money by any means; it's the fault of the thief, for deciding to recognize that money has a value; and it is the fault of society at large for forcing this thief into accepting such symbolism, and thus, as a member of that larger society, it is the fault of both you and I that this man robbed this particular corner store, and it is the fault of you and I that this counter-clerks family will never again have the ability to interact with their deceased kin.
How is it my fault? How is it yours? Because, just like you, I have also bought into the popular belief that this paper has a value. Not necessarily because I would like it to have a value, but because the foundations for such symbolism were laid long before I was born, and as such, had time to sink into the greater human consciousness long before you or I were able to mutter a word of opposition, let alone do anything else on this planet of ours.

No, I'm not a radical here to endorse radical action on your part regarding the use of human currency; I'm instead a 16 year old boy who didn't even try to pass his Spanish class in the previous semester, and did little in regards to trying when it came to mathematics, and in all likelihood barely scraped by. Why did I tell you this? Because, if your one to judge a person based on academic accomplishment, I'm giving you the chance to leave now.
I'm instead a 16 year old boy, who would like to instill within you, thoughts on the subject at hand, and I would like to ask you: why do you decide to place value in money? Is it because the majority, to whom you see as impossible to change, accept money's value, and as such, you perceive that if you are going to survive in the world of today, you need to accept this symbolism as truth? Or is it because you believe in the fundamentals of global economics in which labor is rewarded?
I, personally, accept the idea of currency due to the latter question, not the former, because if the choice was all mine to make and their was no serious ramification of any sort as such, I would choose to abolish money, as it is the destination of dead morals, personal gain, and, above all else, evil. But it's not as simple as I would like it to be, which forces me to come to the obvious conclusion, that in it's raw state under raw intentions, money is a social requirement; but like many other features of today's society, it is something that has been taken advantage of, and something that is in dire need of serious change.

Also consider the fact that, regardless of social necessity, money is slave labor, as what is made is always spent at some point or another, leading me to ask the question: is society not a circle of slave-labor? A denial of freedom?

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