$10 M, Where Are You?

As of late, I’m noticing that rich people are on the receiving end of a whole lot of guff.  It’s intriguing how everyone on the face of this planet would like to be rich, but at the same time, they just can’t stand rich people.  As Americans, we have a mean girl mentality.  I read an article not too long ago that had “research” proving that wealthy people are much less empathetic than poor people while almost always attributing their success to themselves as individuals instead of congratulating the government for doing such an amazing job.  They also think that their work ethic is responsible for their success. How stupid are they, right?! 

If you’re interested, here’s that article:  The rich are different — and not in a good way, studies suggest.

 I often wonder why I can’t be one of these disgusting rich people.  I want $10 million, but where-oh-WHERE is my $10 million? I’m almost positive that I know why I don’t have it, and here are some reasons:

-I wasn’t born with $10 million.  I didn’t pop out of the womb with jewel-encrusted booties or golden toenails. My parents aren’t rich.  They gave me food, clothing, shelter, some love, and an education.  No trust fund with $10 million anywhere in the deal.  Inconceivable!

-I didn’t marry and divorce a man worth $20 million.

-I earned a degree in Liberal Arts.  Enough said.

-I have yet to find a use for my Liberal Arts degree because I still haven’t decided what I’m going to do when I grow up.

-Besides being incredibly witty and capable of typing up to 140 wpm, I have nothing substantial to offer the vast population at this moment.  I can’t play music.  I’m not a good actress.  I haven’t discovered a cure for any life-threatening ailments, and I didn’t create Facebook.  I’m not saving lives or subjecting every waking moment of my life to the public. This is not to say that I’ve grown complacent with being average.  There’s always room for improvement.

So, those are the reasons why I’m not rich.  I can’t say that I’ve ever met billionaires, but I’ve met a few millionaires.  Why are they millionaires?

-They were born millionaires.

-OR-

-They have a successful business that they’ve invested time, money, sweat, and tears into. 

-They don’t exhaust their wealth on bad decisions.

-They’ve made smart investments.

-They’re not just average.  While they may not always have superior intelligence, there’s some quality that they have that the majority of the population does not, whatever it may be. Usually, they’re so nice and down to earth that you can’t tell that they’re even wealthy.

-THEY HAVE GOOD WORK ETHIC.

I have a hard time believing that rich people get rich by being lazy sacks of manure UNLESS they’re spoiled brats endowed with lots of cash from birth.  People who are meant to be successful and wealthy know what they have to do to be successful and wealthy.  People who are meant to be poor just don’t know how to be successful and wealthy.  You can give a homeless person a house and $1 million, and odds are, he’ll end up homeless again.

Not everyone is worthy of monetary wealth.  I know that, as of right now, I don’t deserve to be filthy rich, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel successful.  I work hard, my husband works hard, we have a house and possessions that we take pride in and a cat that owns us.  Our quality of life is way better than the lives of people that live in third world countries and even that of royalty from just a couple hundred years ago.  We’re lucky enough to be citizens of the greatest country in the world.

The bottom line is that some people are greedy, and the greedy ones aren’t always the rich ones.  People need to get their panties out of a bunch and take some responsibility for themselves.  It’s not like Lady Fortuna is spinning her wheel, and you get what she gives you.  We’re all captains of our own ships.  The most frustrating thing in the world is when people constantly moan about their position in life, but the only thing they do to change it is badger the people who aren’t as miserable.

Rant ended… ::sigh::