I Don't Really Wanna Do the Work Today (Redux)

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As I reflect on my never-ending to-do list, it occurs to me that the reason I want to be wealthy is so that I can have someone else do it for me, while I reap the rewards. I know. I know. It's very off-brand for me as a person who has, frequently, decried the expropriation of profit from the working class. 

But my point of contention was never of this flow of resources. Because I recognise that I will always benefit from the labour of others. There are things I, simply, cannot do. I cannot grow my own food, or fetch my own water. I cannot make the phone I use to connect with the world, or the laptop I use to access this platform. I cannot sew the clothes that express who I am and who I wish to be. Nor can others do the things I am particularly good at. The problem is not that I benefit from the labour of others, and that others benefit from my labour. The problem is that, sometimes, neither of us are adequately compensated for our efforts. And because I cannot afford to adequately, and fairly, compensate others, I am kind of stuck doing everything myself. Or benefit from the poorly compensated labour of others. 

Ultimately, I want to be wealthy so that I spend my time doing the things I enjoy, and not the things I have to. And it's weird that this is considered a privilege in our society. 

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