Putting Your Money, Where Your Mouth Is
This has got to be one of the hardest things to do. Today, I was informed of a book launch by the Communist Party of Kenya. I want to go, I just lack the resources to do so. This is not to say that I don't have the money or the time. But because I had not planned to attend the event, I had not allocated my finite resources to it. Even though, I have planned to use those same resources to engage in frivolities like seeing the next MCU movie, catching up with new and old friends, and buying the things I need to keep myself sane. The book launch was not a priority, and I feel guilty about that. I feel guilty that I do not want to allocate resources to support a cause I believe in. I feel guilty that I would rather give Daddy Disney more of my time, money and mental energy, that the Communist Party of Kenya. I feel guilty that my belief in socialism is only skin-deep; easily undermined by self-interest and social anxieties. That, when push came to shove, I could not put my money where...