Before I was Anything Else I was a Capitalist

I’ve wanted to be a lot of things when I grew up: an astronaut, a veterinarian, a quality control person for Mead. But my longest lived, and most attempted dream, was to be the next John D. Rockefeller. Little did I know, Jeff Bezos would get there first, and simultaneously paint my life’s dream a nightmare.

Humans are always going to need to interact with one another. We are always going to need to have ways to trade for goods and services. There will always be people that have more and people that have less. Capitalism is a phenomenal mechanism for guiding the flow of money. There are formulas and equations that account for everything, from quantitative variables like production costs and market demand to qualitative variables like employees shirking responsibilities and consumer perception.

I can absolutely prove mathematically that trickle down economics works, and that markets do in fact correct themselves. I’m not going to do that though because the last thing I need is to have my work taken out of context to advance some bullshit I don’t believe in. In economics (like most things), context is fucking key. Trickle down economics is based on the idea that giving money to people that are investing in the market means they will invest more in the market and drive economic gains for folks at all levels. This isn’t just a “good faith” argument. The rich didn’t simply say “hey, trust us, we know how to invest”. Under “perfect” conditions, which is to say “in a controlled mathematical formula”, all parties…