Before I continue on with my story at the point of leaving the ghetto forever, I'd like to share a few things I gathered there on the huge injustice of wealth inequality

For any of you who've read my other posts, like the last one, you'll see that I'm bothered by the matter of wealth and its very unequal distribution in the world, some people slowly starving to death each continuing day and others able to improve the lives of tens of thousands with the proceeds of one of the mansions, or jets, or yachts they hardly ever use. But they don't.

I'm sure you've also noticed that I am what society terms a 'radical', someone who lives and thinks 'outside the box' of conformity. I have shown you how this came in my case from wider reading and from wanting to experience the world in all sorts of places, not visiting, as in some two-week cruise to an enclosed, luxury hotel compound in Cancun (and coming home and telling all my middle-class neighbors that I've visited Mexico) but by moving into slums with no money and ragged clothes and living there for months.

Some wealth inequality doesn't bother me at all. To be blunt, some people are morons and others quite intelligent, though they both have access to the same educational systems. And the wise should prosper more than the fool. Nature is very unequal in its distribution of assets. Compare the Mongolian dessert to the wheat fields of Ohio, the treeless wastes of Patagonia to the apple and cherry orchards of New York State.

People's minds show an even greater disparity of assets. Call it their 'portfolio', their fate, their human condition, sad but true.

But here's where I step over the line of 'freethinker' or 'radical' and enter society's DMZ, where few venture to tread because they are labelled "troublemakers" and "revolutionaries", proposing dramatic changes to the way things are, in other words, an enemy to the state.

What irks me is the fact that all societies, to a greater or lesser degree, abuse this natural inborn and inbred inequality and use it to their advantage, to make the uneducated, servile masses the tools, the forge, of the unshared, flagrant prosperity of those few in control, throwing a few morsels of opportunity like breadcrumbs to those under them, (the shrinking middle class) and pretty much disenfranchising the rest, giving them a bowl of rice for the strength needed drudge on, to till the fields or man the slaughterhouses or factory machines or sweatshops that build their computers and mansions.

This used to be done by a mean and grim perfunctory with a whip in his hand. Those were the times of 'slavery'.

Now it's done in a much more subtle way by an invisible whip called 'debt'. And the 'perfunctory' is our banking system, or 'Wall Street'.

It's the big corporations ruling the world and our so-called politician representatives, puppets in their pockets.

I know I'm addressing a group of Cryptocurrency enthusiasts and you are the bane, the silver bullet to the vampire called our banking system.

I'd like to see it brought down, annihilated, and the common people in control of the of the wealth their honest sweat and labor deserve, on a simple, daily basis, not indentured (indebted) servitude.

Debt and the interest on debt, which fat invisible moguls fabricate at the touch of their wand, imprison most of mankind to endless drudgery, even our offspring, into a limitless future, until the revolution occurs where the skyscrapers collapse.

I have no road map for such a salutary change, but I often imagine the bloodiest days of the French revolution repeating itself in a new format.

As I read Carlyle's vivid, but terse and hard to read account, (he must have had some brain disorder) I liked the simplicity of the natural justice, the fairness. If you were rich your head was cut off, no questions asked, after a wagon ride to the guillotine, all the people of Paris cheering along the way, as if in some Roman triumph, from eighteen year old beauties born into wealth to their fathers who deserved it.

The insanely wealthy deserve just this though they control the laws to protect this insanity.  I know it was a brutal and bloody revolution.  But in a way it was just, as those downtrodden for centuries finally rose up and revenged their miseries, washed their hands in the blood of the rich, as they could never afford a bar of soap, no matter how much they labored.

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