“If the Golden Rule were generally observed among us, the economy would not last a week. We have made our false economy a false god, and it has made blasphemy of the truth. So I have met the economy in the road, and am expected to yield it right of way. But I will not get over. My reason is that I am a man, and have a better right to the ground than the economy. The economy is no god for me, for I have had too close a look at its wheels. I have seen it at work in the strip mines and coal camps of Kentucky, and I know that it has no moral limits. It has emptied the country of the independent and the proud, and has crowded the cities with the dependent and the abject. It has always sacrificed the small to the large, the personal to the impersonal, the good to the cheap. It has ridden questionable triumphs over the bodies of small farmers and tradesmen and craftsmen. I see it, still, driving my neighbors off their farms into the factories. I see it teaching my students to give themselves a price before they can give themselves a value. Its principle is to waste and destroy the living substance of the world and the birthright of posterity for a monetary profit that is the most flimsy and useless of human artifacts.”
My friend Kent posted this on Facebook and it blew me away with the insight. When I watch the multitudes in traffic jams, unhappy looks on their face (I’ll include mine in that when I have to sit through 4 green lights because the traffic is so backed up,) fighting their way to sit in cubicles for 8-10 hours, I think about this sort of stuff.
I think about this stuff when I watched parents pull up in their financed SUV’s to the local ball field while their uniformed 3-year-olds pile out to play organized sports.
And I think about this as I watch out culture honor dishonor, truth is relative, (“I did not have s*x with that woman”) and the quest for an independent/ self reliant life is regarded as an aberrant behavior.
Mr. Berry says it much better than I. And I’m comforted to know that others share these sentiments.
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