(cross-posted from Paxlupo.com)
A response to a friend’s championing of a recent article by Nicolas Kristof.
Please don’t put a price on my soul.
I’m not about to argue,
I’m not about to lose control.
Each of us at times
We might work too hard
Too heavy, too fast and too much.
But anyone can fill his life up with things
And you see that he just cannot touch.” ~Mr.Dylan, of course.
*A landlord is the owner of the factory, the house, and the land upon which we all pay rent or mortgage, and to whom all profits from Keynesian demand-side spending goes. In the 1930s, when very few households had refrigerators or cars or any of the consumer products that we have today, government stimulus of consumer demand for necessities made perfect sense.
This policy has worked spectacularly well in peacetime and in wartime to stimulate the capitalist economies and has produced an environment filled with the excess of the things we enjoy, and a few of the things that everyone needs. It has filled our lives up with things, and we are completely out of touch, even, or especially, with ourselves.
Perhaps we should envision an economy not driven by insatiable demand by consumers but one sustained by human satisfaction.
It is of course the American mindset not to be satisfied with anything. Our entire culture is based on dissatisfaction. So we are presented with a set of false alternatives; ‘more of the stuff we are dissatisfied with’ (Keynsianism) or ‘less of what you deserve’ (austerity).
I will not cheerlead for Keynsianism, nor acquiesce to the further robbery of the poor.
If you are offered a set of choices by this culture, all of them are probably poison.