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Money is the root of all that's evil. I wouldn't say that's true. I maybe wouldn't say it's untrue, either. Money is just another one of those commodities, one of those dreaded things, which we feel tethered to. How could we not? Money's boundaries, its limits, those points when its reach ceases to exist - well, those stopped existing, too. Our society values money more than any other commodity. In the world.

It feeds us, clothes us, puts a roof over our heads. You know the drill. But what happens when we don't have enough of it? Or, in contrast, what becomes of us when we have too much? No example is needed here. Money - that damned currency, it changes everyone. It's very rare for someone to fall exactly in the realm of comfortable and stable, with no desire to earn more money. We are a pitiful species, with no regard for our own well-being. More is always desirable. What we have is never quite enough. We flaunt what we have in an effort to feel superior, wreaking havoc on our own and one another's psyches in the process.

And I haven't even touched the topic of inflation, nor do I want to. It sickens me. The cost of fucking everything these days is a direct result of the bullies in control of our economy and their moreMOREMORE attitude. And the very worst part? The more expensive things become - the more these assholes pad their wallets, the more we want it.