A bit of stream of consciousness this morning…he says as though he is ever truly conscious…

Why do we allow corporations to breathe?  Who decided that larger corporations became living, breathing entities?

We could point the finger at the conservative movement…those that think the way to help the little guy is by the rich having all the money and, through the want for more money they create business and corporations that would pay the poorer folk…thus the trickle down.

We could point the finger at the liberal movement…those that think the way to help the little guy is by taxing the hell out of corporations in order to bring in money for social welfare.

We could point the finger at the average citizen…those that think they should shop at conglomerate stores in order to get the cheapest possible widget…but then complain when the corporations, in an effort to make the widget cheaper, export the manufacturing.

The biggest problem in all this is that indirectly all of these blame business…blame corporations.

I hate to be the one to bring this up, but corporations really do not exist.  Business is a man-made concept…not flesh and blood. 

As I sit at my computer, I must consider the following…without corporations:

  • My diet would be extremely limited, likely to berries, grass and snow.  I am certainly not skilled at hunting game.
  • My entertainment would be all self-imposed.  I’m a story-teller, so I actually can entertain myself with my imagination pretty well.  I expect, back in “the day”…whatever that means…I would have been something of a bard.
  • Clothing…don’t get me started.  I cannot sew.  As mentioned above, I cannot hunt.  I’d be like Chaucer walking naked down a road somewhere begging for clothing and shoes in exchange for patents of nobility.  With my physique, this would not be pretty.

Point being, we have gone and invented things we can no longer live without…that really are simply luxuries.  On the clothing and food point, forced to I could easily learn to clothe myself and make proper food for my kids and I.  Would not be easy at first, but could be done.

Scary thing is, thanks to the Point and Click Generation no one would have the patience to learn such skills anymore.  If the lights went out, we would not pull out the notebooks and desks to study at first…first would be the guns to go take what we need from those that have, rather than find ways to fill our own necessities.

The capitalist right has us so many convinced that status is in possession of things.

…the big screen television.

…the SUV.

…the alligator skin purse.

…the patent leather stiletto pumps.

…knowledge of celebrity trivia.

Things.  Things we need to pay for.  Things we need jobs to pay for.  Things we need jobs with corporations to pay for.

And don’t kid yourself, every one of us works for corporations.  Some claim to work for themselves, but some corporation is still paying them even if the person is not officially employed by them.

Then we have that sect that wants to fight “the man”.  Those we term as rebellious as they fight to get their possesions by scamming the system and corporations…finding loop holes that will get them what they want rather than following the working sheep.

I get the concept of those that do this for concepts such as human rights…but this all falls down as these rebels sit in front of their big screens watching pro football and sipping their beers…all provided by corporations.

…or those that preach fire and brimstone from the pulpit to those kneeling in front…well, you already know what I think of them, but they’re all run by corporations as well.

“Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man … living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer, and suffer, and burn, and scream, until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you. He loves you and he needs money!” – George Carlin

Even Carlin, much as I love his stuff, was paid by corporations.

Even my own writing…without corporations that run the website I use for this, I’d be lost.  Not like I would have a donkey and bad Shakespearian acting skills…never mind film references to pull this image, nor the Chaucer image, from…if it were not for business.  I am just as bad, if not worse, on this than anyone else.

So what do we do?  How do we correct this completely flawed system?  Capitalism may be the best economic system…but the entire system of economy is flawed in the first place…but what can we possibly do?

Learn something…learn something important…learn something useful.  We do not need to beat the system…we just need to remember that we invented the system, and can stop using it.

One comment

  1. Funny you should bring this up today. I was talking with a co-worker about this just yesterday. My grandparents used to farm, raise and kill game, milk the cows, get eggs from their chickens, and fish for their food. They made their own butter and cheese, brew their own spirits. They made their own boats and fishing nets. They would sheer the sheep and spin their own wool to use when making socks, slippers, mittens, sweaters. Very little was bought at a store. They had a television that had no reception, and a truck that rarely had gas enough to go anywhere. Oil lamps and candles often lit the night.
    I loved it. Running around the farm, eating carrots right out of the ground as a snack, spending evenings socializing, singing and dancing as entertainment.
    I also loved going back home to comfort, to cartoons and barbies and candy, to a hot shower and pretty smelling soap.
    They lived their lives based on that old adage, survival of the fittest. Manual labour was the way things were done. No easy way. No point and click. No debit cards. I can imagine my Grandfather rolling over in his grave seeing how lazy and entitled we’ve become. I wouldn’t last long if I had to live the same way they did today. I’m not the fittest. I don’t make anything tangible.

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