I'm in a position to offer some rather unique perspectives on all this.First, I'll try to tackle the "nobility of poverty" My mom grew poor in a way most people in the U.S. can't really imagine today-though she'd deny (and I'd debate) that they were at or below the poverty level. Her father was a coal miner, they lived in a company town in Wyoming, and sometimes grandpa had to poach deer and antelope to put food on the table. My father, on the other hand, was a child of privilege, and grew up what most people would call "rich," though his family lived rather modestly for their means, as most Cuffees have....more on that later. I think my mom, though, was quite surprised to find that "people of color" lived the way my grandparents and my dad did, and I think she thought, on some level, that my dad was "spoiled."
She and my grandmother did their level best to make sure my siblings and I were not "spoiled." This sometimes meant having pancakes or fritters for dinner-not because we did not have meat, but so that we knew that others didn't, and what it was like for them. It meant constant admonishments like,
Do you know how lucky you are to have your own bicycle/room/radio/books/fill in the blank? We had one bicycle for six brothers and sisters. or
Aren't you going to share that? You can't have that and not share with your brother and sisters.... And the inevitable stories about walking to school through hip-deep snow.....uphill.....both ways....:lol:
Somehow, people like my mom-no matter what socioeconomic status or education level they achieve, think more of people who have lived at a subsistence level-it's true for a lot of people who grew up during the depression. Likewise, I regularly encounter people who think that someone who works as a laborer or craftsman is the one doing "real" work, and that it's a crime that I get paid so much more than they do.Which is BS-I have to put up with it regularly from some of my artist friends, or the people I pray with (some of whom are my artist friends...:lol: )
When I first started keeping fire for Anthony, and we started making trips onto the reservations, he had me go out and buy a car that didn't really cost very much. I got a Tercel 4WD, in part because of the roads most places we were going, but, for the most part, that it didn't cost three or four times what my potential hosts might make in a year, or, in some cases, a lifetime. While he
loved the Porsche (someday I'll tell the story of going to the peyote farms in Texas in the Porsche) he thought-rightly-that showing up in such a car would be rude, or seen as rude.
On the other hand, some of the poorest people I've ever been around have
never hesitated to share what little they had-if I show up at my (distant) cousins on the
Wind River Reservation, they'll
always kill a puppy or a chicken for dinner. Likewise, when I've hung nout with the Huichols or Tarahumara in Mexico, they have been renarkably generous hosts, in spite of their relative poverty-not likely I'll be seeing any of them in the near future, with the drug troubles in their areas. And I'll never forget how this woman who had seen her sons and husband executed, her home burned down, and been raped repeatedly herself, insisted on making tea for us-
in cracked china she'd rescued from the ruins of her home- when I was in Bosnia back. How much more poverty can their be to have truly lost
everything? And yet she
insisted on sharing. This is one
true nobility of poverty. The other, of course, is knowing that you have enough.(I'll add here-as a bit of an aside, so that you know where
I'm coming from, that I pray for all these people, every day. I'd send money, but most of them would be insulted.)
I'll enjoy a buffet, from time to time, but I don't enjoy watching other people at the damn things
iling food onto their plate till it's four inches thick, making return trips-eating a boatload of food
just because it's there. Understandable behavior in a child or growing boy, but adults should know the meaning of "all you can eat." Because that's what I'll have when I go to the buffet:
all I can eat, and no more than that. I've known people that live on the road, or on boats, or in the woods-my friend Aldred's grandmother lives in a hogan waaaay out on the Navajo reservation-had to pull water up from a well, had-until fairly recently-no electricity or running water, and still uses an outhouse that you have to rattle with a stick to chase off spiders and rattlesnakes. She keeps a small herd of sheep, lives each day pretty simply, and feels blessed that she has.....
enough, just as those people I've known on the road, or in boats, or in the woods did. In fact, I think many of them-Aldred's grandmother, the Huichols and Tarahumara, the cruisers on their sailboats-would laugh at the idea that they were in poverty, though most of them will never see $10,000 a year, let a lone $40,000.Because they have enough.
So, is poverty noble? Not so much-I'm rather glad I don't have to worry too much about living at that economic level. There is something, though, to the idea of knowing when you have "enough," and there is something noble in how so many of the poor share what they have, when they have so little.
Can "Wealth" be evil? Money itself, of course, is completely amoral-it is neither evil, nor good. What a person does with it can be, as well as they accquire it.
I've posted elsewhere about how many of the founders of our nation felt that inherited wealth was a great evil-they saw it as a potential instrument of oppression: that's what their experience with it in and from England, Ireland and Scotland had been. Many wealthy men and families will put controls on their legacy, so that their children won't inherit too much, or their wealth can go on doing good work without their children's control. This is what Warren Buffet and Bill Gates have publicly stated that they intend to do.
My family made their initial fortune in whaling and shipping. Neither my father, nor my grandfather-who did no whaling-thought that whaling was evil. Not many people of their generation did.
I do. It was an evil thing, and, for the most part, still is-an evil way to accquire wealth-though one could argue that they knew no better, and so my great grandfather and all the Cuffee men back to 1795 were not "evil" men, merely ignorant. On the other hand, one can argue that the decisions made that led to the BP Gulf oil spill, or the pursuit of natural gas with fracking(if it does, in fact, contaminate groundwater and the people who do it are aware that it does) could be seen as evil. And, I'm not even going to get into the whole drug lord thing-clearly, one can accquire wealth in evil ways.
My family's wealth is controlled by a trust-I'm the chief trustee
and executor, for as long as I'm alive-my mother is a coexecutor for as long as I have her. There are pretty strict controls set in place as to how and when I can access the fund, and some
interesting traditions and obligations. For about a hundred years now, though, it's been a rule that during economic times such as we're experiencing now, part of the fund should be used for the accquisition of real estate. Thus it was that my grandfather bought property in Fairlfield, Conn., and my father grew up next door to a mansion, and the house that was built for the chauffeur of the owner of that mansion-she was land rich, but cash poor, and my grandfather-who appeared rather Asian to most-was able to buy land from her, in 1930, as well as our summer home in Sag Harbor, NY-the port Cuffees sailed from. He bought that house in foreclosure, or for back taxes-it had owned to some antique dealers who were sisters. Since 2008, I've bought a few properties-an apartment complex that was foreclosed on in the last stage of construction, a smaller complex, and a few houses-
all the produce of someone else's misfortune. Is that evil? I don't think so, but I also don't always feel good about it.
Corporate wealth, though? Large banks? I'm not talking about what their CEOs make here, but the entities themselves? If corporations are "persons," they're generally evil persons, because that's what an
amoral person is. While those protesters can rail against the faces and real flesh and blood people that make up that corporation-and, I think, wrongly-and against how much they make (again, wrongly) they are quite right to protest against the corporations themselves as the very engines of the economic crisis that so many are now burdened with, and the evil of their engineering a bailout, and placing the burden for it squarely upon the shoulders of all of us, and our children, and our children's children (though, in some cases, those bailouts have been paid back well enough) that fits the very definition of evil.
BTW-in spite of sharing some of the details of my relative fortune, I should say that I'm probably smack dab in the middle of the 90th percentile of that 99% they're talking about.