Enough.

There's never enough.

Everyone strives for something.

Money, power, women, those are the top three.

But when someone has it all,

They still want more.

They keep going and going and going and going until they die.

And what's left?

A huge stack of cash, or real estate, or a veritable Playboy's Mansion worth of women passed on to someone who did nothing to earn it.

That's what I don't get.

If someone knows they're about to die, if they're old or have been diagnosed with some uncurable cancer or what have you,

They keep the stuff.

No less, they strive for more stuff, to feel accomplished.

Congratulations, sir. You now have 7.3 Trillion dollars.

But you're too dead to spend it.

Sad for you.

How about we give it to your lazy-ass son who did absolutely nothing his entire life?

He deserves it more than the working man, right?

At least have the decency to spend it on something worthwhile.

Like, if you're about to die.

Spend your money on stuff.

Charities, or even personal items.

I don't care, fat stacks of cash do absolutely nothing to help people along.

Yet personal items do... somehow...

BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

I don't understand why people do this.

Sure, it's to make life more comfortable, and whatnot.

But how do people get this power?

Simple.

Born into families that did nothing to deserve it either.

Take the Rockefellers.

They invested their money into stocks during the great depression.

How retarded can you get, right?

Wrong.

The stocks bounce back up, they sell it and become billionares.

What did they do to deserve this money?

Nothing, they just decided that "DUR HUR I'LL PUT MY MONEY INTO A FAILING COMPANY!"

And they got power and wealth out of it.

Their descendants get a portion of this power and stuff,

Just for being bloodrelated.

Fair?

Nuh uh.

What about the people that work their asses off every fucking day of the year for minimal pay?

What do they get?

Hopes of a turkey dinner at Thanksgiving.

Thoughts of a Christmas that may or may not be coming.

Wondering if they'll have enough heat to survive the winter.

I say:

If people are so crazy about power and stuff,

Then spread it.

Overall, it can't do much bad.

If there's more worker morale-

If the worker that makes... let's say... carpets.

If they feel better because they have a comfier bed, or a warmer house,

Then they'll put more work into making their carpets.

There'll be an increase in carpet quality, so sales might go up-

If there's more worker morale, there's better quality stuff.

Which makes the bigwigs happier.

So, if there was more power to the working man, or at least more comfort,

Wouldn't the world be happier?

There would also be less poverty and dying people.

Because now they have money, and the necessities of life.

Doesn't that seem good enough?