Now, take your average golden lunchbox millionaire earning around $ 400,000 annually. He or she gets that paycheck every week and glances at their gross weekly earnings of $ 7,692.30; they look quickly at their deductions and are outraged. But what they don't ever have to think about is "Oh, my god, how am I going to pay my bills!"

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by The Leftist Review

The French aristocracy was not executed during the blood terror simply for the crime of being rich; they were executed for ignoring the plight of the poor. In their defense, yes their defense, let me offer up the observations of a poor man. When you have nothing or very little, you share that environment with all those around you who also have little or nothing. Since that number in this American society is huge and growing, that lifestyle and those opinions, appear to be the opinions to us, of the population as a whole.

Now, take your average golden lunchbox millionaire earning around $ 400,000 annually. He or she gets that paycheck every week and glances at their gross weekly earnings of $ 7,692.30; they look quickly at their deductions and are outraged. But what they don't ever have to think about is "Oh, my god, how am I going to pay my bills!" With a monthly income of $33,000, what's a $5,000 a month house payment or a $ 900 per month car payment, or even two of each?

Very quickly, in a matter of a few years, they've run out of things to spend money on. You own all the houses and cars you can handle, you've got a Rolex or three and you've gone everywhere and done everything; well" almost everything. But that damn money keeps piling up by the door, another $33,000 every 30 days, so there's nothing left to do but to invest.

Let's suppose for the sake of argument that our golden lunchbox millionaire likes the wild life and spends heavily. Even after deducting any potential tax liability, our millionaire still has around $320,000 to try and live on. So let's suppose they spend $10,000 per month on a David Crosby size cocaine addiction, or a Bill Bennett sized gambling compulsion. Even after squandering 12 grand a year or even 50, they're left with only $ 270,000 to live on, with the point being, their lives have nothing to do with ours.

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Authors Bio:

I who am I? Born at the pinnacle of American prosperity to parents raised during the last great depression. I was the youngest child of the youngest children born almost between the generations and that in fact clouds and obscures who it is that I am really.

Given a front row seat for the generation of the 1960's I lived in Chicago in 1960. My father was a Democratic precinct captain, my mother an election judge. His father had been a Union organizer and had been beaten and jailed for his efforts. His first time in jail was for punching a Ku Klux Klansman during a parade in the 1930's. I never felt as if I was raised in a family of activists but seeing it print makes me think, yes. That is a part of who I am.

We find ourselves today living in a world treed by the hounds of madness, a complicit media covering contrite parties. Multilevel media, giving more access to communication yet stunting actual communication. More noise, less voice, more sound less music, more law less justice, more medicine less life.