I’m lucky enough to be middle class, ever since landing a somewhat boring job that pays, like, 75% more than my old one, all in web development. I still can’t afford luxuries like a car or a house, but hey, I have a nice electric bike! And I can pay someone to clean my apartment every two weeks. It costs, like, 7% of my income, but I know I wouldn’t be able to keep it clean otherwise. Health issues suck.
I have poor friends who don’t earn much more than the minimum wage. They often complain about the price of groceries, and say things like “I’ve wanted this game so bad for so long but I don’t have any money left this month”. Each time I’m reminded of how thankful I am that I don’t really worry about prices anymore at the grocery store. And it makes me sad that we hadn’t such bad financial priorities that we have people WITH jobs who have trouble paying for food. Imagine those who can’t find a job!
There’s also my dad, as well as a friend couple of mine, who are rich. The friends, it’s crazy. They each have a car, PLUS a special summer car, they buy Dungeons and Dragons books on a monthly basis, they go on international trips yearly, they go camping in an RV, they’re always doing activities that cost a lot of money, they go to the restaurant a lot, etc. My dad is also on an airplane on a yearly basis.
It makes my head spin to just think about the sheer money. But none of these people are evil my rich friend is definitely more left-wing than anything else, and he’s a very smart person. They were just both blessed with luck, energy and talent, I guess. My dad is just a normal near-boomer. Neither better nor worse than the rest of them. He just got a high-paying factory job and had the energy to keep going.
I’m reminded of those people whenever I’m tempted to put all rich people in the same basket.
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