Like, since being converted to communism, and even before, when I read the banksy quote about how advertising has no right to be there in the first place. It's astounding just how often money is tied into the human experience. We bring it up all the damn time, about what's a smart way to spend money, what's a not-smart way, "a fool and his money are soon parted," there's sayings about it. It's just kinda depressing. Like, before I got converted, I remember, I would dream about all the cars I would buy if I won the lottery. How I wouldn't be "dumb" like those other lottery winners and "waste it" on stupid stuff. I don't know. Just stream-of-consciousness writing at this point.
Life keeps moving along. I’m still very privileged and I appreciate everything I have. More of an example of how capitalism corrupts what’s important and what people value.