As it turns out, a lot of the things I’ve never owned are things I didn’t need in the first place. A credit card. A cell phone. An iPod, Game Boy, BlackBerry, or PlayStation 3. A snow machine, a personal water craft, or an ATV. A Ferrari. All kinds of stuff. But foremost among them the credit card, because ownership of that little item would have made it too easy to acquire all the other stuff. Truly, credit cards are the bane of the American middle class.
A wise man (or maybe it was a wise-ass) once cautioned that the amount of a person’s possessions always increases to fill all of the space available for storing them, in turn creating a positive feedback loop and endless cycles of acquisition and expansion.
But, hey, don’t take my word for it. Check out George Carlin as he talks about stuff; his stuff, your stuff, my stuff, our stuff, everyone’s stuff:
And Bill Hicks tells us who to blame:
Two late, great comedians who clearly understood what it means to be a debt slave.
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