A Personal Exhortation To My Fellow Human Beings
Realities exist even when we don’t have words for them. So when I discovered a word that encapsulated what I, somehow, yet vaguely, innately understood as a truth, I also knew that its finding would solidify my perception of a culture that thrives on false dichotomies. That false dichotomy is the exhausting rat race which men, who think they are free, work as cogs in a machine that values man as only a unit of capital.
I, Tarzan, was raised by wealthy apes. They provided for me, but I learned very little from them. Little is learned by people who would tour poor neighborhoods as weekend entertainment–other than the ingrained instruction that capitalism is economic gospel. Capitalism, as a word and especially as an economic theory, was a word and meaning that I simply rounded my romantic preference to, because the opposing economic theory, socialism, was apparently the only other means of understanding how the world worked. Capitalism, the conservative’s liberation theology, works for those who claim to carry the world… and few people question the sacred cow that lays the golden calves. Continue reading
