A boy is born. He is nurtured. He is loved and provided for. He is schooled and taught to participate within the best society the world has ever created. He participates with utter exuberance and vivacity. His education continues within the confines of Academia, and with time the shiny surface of this "grand" society begins to tarnish before his eyes. The patina spreads across the entire length and width of the two-dimensional system. His society is flat and as rigid as steel, its' procedures upheld even in the face of human strife. The boy is now a man and continues onward with education, for at least the pursuit of knowledge above that of wealth gives him the comfort of sleep at night. Though, no longer can he participate whole-heartedly within the two-dimensions provided by the mass governance of his world, for the pursuit of knowledge has made him a multi-dimensional man. He longs for the freedom to reject this system, yet to do so is a guarantee of homelessness and poverty. On a night like any other in America, he witnesses two men upon an average city street. One man steps out of an expensive car with bluetooth in ear talking of bids with gluttony and greed dripping from his mouth, the other sits upon the wet concrete sidewalk with a sign in hand that reads " I have an able body and mind. I do not drink or use drugs. I have a bachelors degree. I will work for anything." The mens' eyes do not meet , for they must both know they have no use for the other. We say these men are equal though clearly they are not. One was lucky or intelligent or greedy enough to acquire many sheets of green paper and the other was not. Simple. The boy who became a man has no desire to fight and struggle for paper, yet no desire to be forgotten or wet or lonely upon the bitter streets of this bitter world. Though, he has no desire to live in a palace while others have nothing either. This is the dilemma of critical thought and that is why we accept this system. For critical thought has been abandoned by most, and upheld by a few labeled radicals.
It seems to the boy who became a man that we have the right to life and liberty only if we first pursue money.
What is your idea of the pursuit of happiness, is it even possible without money? If not, is our economy even constitutional?
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