Money is the god of the twenty-first-century man. Without it, he
is nothing, incapable of doing anything. He bows before its fearful might, and
in his deepest, darkest moments, it asks him, ‘Would you die for me?’ All hail
money, the God of Gods. All hail money, freedom for slaves. All hail money,
bondage for the free. All hail money, humanity’s God. Who needs heaven when
you’ve got money? Money gives you heaven on earth. Who needs Jesus when you’ve
got money? Money brings you salvation. Everything we are or choose to be is
motivated by money. Who dares to speak when money speaks? Who stands when money
sits? Money buys humility, for no one without money can afford to be humble.
Oh, my God, what have I done? Why have you forsaken me so? I have been lost without
your touch, hungry without your power. Oh, God! My God! Come unto me now! Let
me feel you! Let me smell you! Fill my wallets and give me confidence; let me
use you, oh God! Every single day of my existence is meaningful because you
made me worthy. Oh money, God of Gods, hark unto my prayers.
Will your life still have meaning without money? Of course not!
They will not tell you this, but money determines the path you take in this
journey of life. It dictates the friends you choose, and most importantly, who
chooses you as their friend. Two friends of unequal standing cannot remain
friends for long unless the fortunate one elevates his friend to his standing.
Only then would they remain friends. If not, the one with money ultimately
leaves his poor friend and seeks friends of equal standing. Is it a surprise
that the rich detest their children making friends with the poor?
Why do they prefer their children to attend private schools that
are more expensive and exclusive? The more exclusive and expensive, the better.
The fear of poverty isn’t the beginning of wisdom; it is the beginning of
crime. A poor man is one who has been denied the freedom of choice. Instead, he
has been given an ultimatum: serve or die hungry.
Ah, democracy, the illusion of choice. It is the elite’s most
potent tool for dividing the poor and defenseless. Tell me, what is democracy
to the wealthy? Of what use is democracy to the high and mighty when they are
all in the business of doing favors for one another? Democracy is the tool to
keep the poor in check; the other tool is religion and the promise of paradise
– a life without suffering. Every religious teacher and politician makes
promises they will never fulfill to the poor. They fill their hearts and minds
with the hope of heaven and a life free from suffering. Every election season,
the politician remembers the village in the remotest part of his state, pays
the people a visit, dressed in the simplest of attires and accompanied by a
long line of party faithfuls and photographers who dole out a few currencies
and capture the moment, then leave until the next election season to begin
their poverty tours. The people, robbed of their dignity and freedom, will only
look on as the politician makes his usual promises. They would sing his praises,
of course. Not because they like him, far from that, but because they hope he
might spare a few currencies. This is the fate of the poor, and many of them
will die in poverty as they perpetually wait for things to get better.
Every Sunday, the preacher brings up a verse that favors him and
preaches it to the poor. The goal of the preacher is akin to the politician. To
make a people willing and obedient, you need to promise them something you will
never fulfill. In the case of the politician, it is the promise of better
living conditions. For the preacher, it is the promise of heaven and an end to
sufferings. Both of which the poor have to die for it to come to pass, for the
politician and the religious leaders function like Siamese twins, bound together
in their treachery and deceit towards the poor.
Of what use is religion to the high and mighty? Of what use is the
promise of Paradise, a land devoid of suffering, to the elite? Of what use is
democracy to the elite? Of what use is the rule of law and justice? I daresay,
none at all. For these are but tools used to keep the poor in check and give
them a feeling of being in control. The elite have no concern as to who is
elected into office because it is always one of theirs. Every four years they
select among themselves a person who would better represent their interests and
then present the person to the poor masses to vote on. A typical case of
different assholes, same shit. Money rules; democracy and religion are lesser
gods. All in all, these are the Gods of poor men.
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