Are You Still In?

Are You Still In?
- by Stuart Goldsmith
(c) 2005 Stuart Goldsmith - Worldwide Rights Reserved

Still interested? Still want to make a few million?

Good. You're my kind of person. You're prepared to fight this injustice and win or go down trying.

Are you a docile factory farm animal to be milked by the government? No. The very thought makes you angry.

Are you prepared to settle for a life of third-rate mediocrity? No. The thought makes you sick. Do you wallow in the warm human soup of vapid companionship? Do you compete with others to see who can be the more ordinary? Do you crave to be liked by all, even strangers? No? I'm very pleased to hear it.

Wouldn't it be a shame if you died not having achieved something of note? Imagine a life just like billions of others before and after you - sleeping, eating, shopping, mowing the lawn, polishing the car; until one day...you clutch your hand to your chest and slump forward head-first into the supermarket trolley. Clang!

I might be unusual. Weird even. A quick poll around ten friends and family revealed a grand total of....zero people who felt anything similar. When questioned, none of them had life-plans which were grander than the possibility of a new patio by 2005. No ambitions. No drive. No enthusiasm. Nothing. Are your friends the same?

About ten billion humans in total have lived and died on this planet since the crust became cool enough to walk on without getting burnt toes. Interestingly, that's not much more than double the number of people who are living today. That's exponentials for you - the sneaky little devils...

How many of those ten billion did anything of note during their lives? A tenth of one percent? What about the rest?

Well, incredibly they were willing to squander their irreplaceable, limited, precious life-span in dull, repetitive, mind-numbing boredom. And in many cases, this was a choice - it was not an imposition.

These faceless, nameless millions left nothing behind them apart from a new generation of the same. They are all gone now; their names forgotten. They pushed humanity forward by not one millimeter. Instead, they contented themselves with enjoying the benefits created for them by others. They were born; they consumed; they died.

Look around you. Talk to people. Do they have any burning ambitions? Any creative energy? Do they wish to leave their mark? To push humanity forward in some small way? Or are you surrounded by a new generation of gray masses who live off the talents of others?

People who drive around in a machine invented by someone else - if they were to devote their entire lives to the task, they could not produce one tire for that vehicle, let alone the complete machine - and yet they complain about how often it needs servicing.

People who use telephones, TV sets, computers, videos and the like without even the vaguest of ideas about how they work, or what sweat, ingenuity and daring went into producing these miracles - all they can do is complain about Microsoft and opine that it should be stripped down to a shell and sold off for the benefit of 'the consumer.'

People who wear superb clothes when their own skills do not extend past a little crude hand-knitting, if that. People who load groaning trolleys full of top-class produce at the supermarket and moan about the 'rip-off' prices, when their own farming abilities don't run to more than a little mustard and cress and a few thin, strange-looking carrots.

People who use money and banking services, who cannot even balance their own statement and yet moan about "rip-off bank profits" and complain to their local politician if their bank charges them $30 for writing a letter.

Okay, not everyone has to know how to design a car or invent a new farming method, but are these people producing equivalent new creative goods and services themselves?

Are these people constantly amazed at the astounding array of new goods and services placed at their disposal by others? No they are not! Instead, they complain about the few percent of people who made all this possible for them - the rich, 'fat-cat' industrialists, distributors, marketers, etc. who dare to take recompense for their efforts.

Many people demand the 'right' to be allowed to consume the fruits of the industrialist's ingenuity, but they also want them broken and impoverished and their 'obscene' wealth divided up amongst the 'needy.'

I mention all of this because you will be on the receiving end of this when you make some decent money. This is the nature of our society.

We are ruled by third-raters on behalf of the mediocre. True ability is punished for daring to presume to be better than the lowest common denominator. The tools of punishment are draconian taxation (state theft backed by naked force) and press ridicule. Notice in the press how anyone who is not actually destitute is described as being a 'fat cat' and living in a mansion?

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