The idiocy of that statement.
As I read “The Moth” borrowed from Pittwater library in an area I was born and raised in. An area that now exists as yet another area of the world feeding a system where privilege begets privilege and power abuses. The disparity of wealth classes sees the following statement continued intergenerationally, as it has echoed throughout the ages:
“don’t you know how much I am worth, don’t you know who I know, don’t you see how much monetary value I add to the community”
GET FUCKED.
We the people are the value.
Yet it is so easy for those in positons of power either through networks of wealth that started with their childhood access to private, high cost education. To seperate themselves from humanism to learn to endlessly charge for their time and network accordingly from childhood for their liberties to be maintained.
Yet those same networks are always complacent with tarnishing the two most valuable things between birth and death.
Love and trust.
Impacting the health of a populous and feeding classism in the process.
House of cards powerplays that act out in every wealthy nation.
When those who are all about “order at all costs” are also creating more societal risk than criminal networks.
While the majority of inherited wealth networks in Sydney exist due to the fact those people have intergenerationally not secured the city at times of risk.
Promoted money flow as the only solution to stability. While forgoing public health.
Yet we also see after the last epoch of covid, how that statement was abused. With the lockdowns creating bubbles of financial interaction due to a virus.
A statement abused to protect abusers it seems.
“We have all the data we need on the civilians, keep them where we want them and we can monitor them, shape them into sims that way!”
While aiming to ostracise those that see, catering to humans with inherent power and a thirst for too much liberty.
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