We live in a capitalist society, for most of us, it is all we have ever known. As a result, the saying, money makes the world go round becomes terrifyingly accurate as we leave childhood behind and enter into adulthood. It’s no secret that most of us twenty somethings have graduated into one of the worst economies the country has ever seen, and I have frequent conversations with other creatives about how difficult it is to see others, by others I mean those who have chosen more traditional paths of occupation, transition into adulthood, by having kids, buying houses and cars, as we live paycheck to paycheck trying to get our next film made or buying brushes for a painting we hope we can sell, you get the gist. I swear this won’t be another “woe is me” millenial article. However, I just read an article on Salon.com called Too Poor For Pop Culture (see below for the link), which I think everyone should read. It follows a man, a young adjunct professor, with three degrees, and his friends, all poor, some who have struggled with addiction, or the prison industrial complex, on a regular night of card playing. Its not so much what happens during the course of the night that gets you, its the backstories of these people that is truly eye opening.
It seems that the system has closed its doors, or perhaps the door was never opened in the first place. If you need any further proof that the system is fucked, I direct you to that article. It’s also telling how far removed they are from pop culture, I won’t ruin it for you, but in a world where people are struggling to survive, the everyday catchphrases society has grown to love/hate are meaningless. I’m a young woman who grew up with a very large safety net. Albeit I do complain, I know I can go off and chase my dreams (as I am currently doing) because I have family to fall back on. I am lucky and I am grateful. And after reading this article I, like many in my generation are reminded that often times an education and good intentions can not save you. As my man Capital Steez would say,
This is America. Not a miracle.
What will happen when the masses get tired of eating cake? I don’t know if we will ever see the day. After all this is the U.S. of A., and we have a penchant for sweets.
With love and light,