Reality is relative. Rich can not be, unless poor also exist. One relates to the other.
Thus if you are a kind caring person, then you see others as equals, and you help them. But if you are a selfish bastarrd, then you could not care less about others, and you benefit at their expense.
How much bloody longer must this go on?
What is it that allows this to go on?
People say that it is bad to give money to street people, and then instead they give money to greedy rich people by paying prices for items that are bloody ridiculous. Thus they spit into the face of the poor, and then turn around and kiss the asses of the rich.
What the hell does it take to turn things around?
1% of the population now owns 50% of the nations wealth!
Right now I declare that those 1% wealthy folks stop immediately their actions and instead, every single one of them must donate 50% of their wealth to me or face me in a bad mood for a day.
What does it take to turn things around? For real turn things around?
Well, blood. It won’t change any other way. It’s unfortunate really.
One does not take the other to exist at all or in the least. One would still exist without the other, would we understand it though? Probably not to be honest.
I just came from the dark overlords mcnugget hut and was thinking how crazy this place really is. You should just never have to say that these evil dudes are ruling the world with chicken mcnuggets. In what reality would anyone ever have to say that?
But back to the question. What will it take to change it? Blood, if it is going to change it will take blood spilt, simple. Any volunteers?
Yes, those two got together and started a foundation to get every billionaire on the planet to donate half their fortune to solve the planets biggest problems. They have succeeded somewhat.
On disability, I survive on just over $9,000 a year. Yet time and time again I have donated over $300 to Worldvision to save a child.
Across from where I live, a poor man sat on a bench, he was thin, he had long hair and was looking sooo sad. My heart spoke to him. I could see that he was all alone, and so I walked over to him and gave him someone to talk to. He told me that his business went out of business, and in the end he ended up living on
the streets.
I gave him some money in hope that he would get some clothes from the nearby Goodwill, and maybe get a a pair of scissors such that he could cut his hair.
Days later, I saw him again.
He had cut his hair, and he looked so happy. He then opened a bag and showed me clothes that he had bought from Goodwill along with the scissors that he had used to cut his hair.
I then gave him more money along with bus tickets such that he would not be confined to just one area.
That was the last I saw of him. But others told me the he had made contact with family members and the they took him in. They sent him to live with family members in Jamaica.
Wow, what you did for that guy was really kindhearted of you. You should have felt really good about yourself for awhile. It makes me want to go out and help someone.