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“Cause it’s a bitter sweet symphony that’s life. Trying to make ends meet you’re a slave to money then you die.” Are the lines from The Verve song Bitter Sweet Symphony. The song would ultimately lead the breakup of the band and a court case with The Rolling Stones.
The Beatles on their second studio album would cover the song “Money (That’s What I Want)” whilst on their third studio album was “Can’t Buy Me Love.”
Money is the most amazing narrative that humans have created. Historian Yuval Noah Harari explained once if you gave it to a monkey he would not know what to do with it as you cannot eat it or use it for shelter. It’s just a piece of paper or these days a series of computer code. But thanks to the narrative humans have built around money it has become something we’ve killed for, lied for and some even died for.
It has lead to people coming up with wonderful ways of leveraging it forming more stories about what other pieces of paper are worth and that $1 becomes $20.
Money makes some people go and buy as much toilet paper as they can. They then put it on eBay to sell it at a profit to take advantage of people who can no longer buy it at a supermarket. The low measures we sink to, to get more money astound me at times.
I write this post as a middle class, white, Australian who thankfully has never had to worry about money or money troubles. I am truly thankful for this. But as I get older I have grown to see the fallacy that chasing money brings.
Every single day I talk or think about money. Whether at my job and how much something may cost the business. At home talking about family budgets with my wife or giving my daughter $4 a week in pocket money and teaching her to be responsible with it.
Money is here to stay the human race has created such a wonderful story around it that it’s place is with us forever. We don’t have a fair and sensible alternative. We should be responsible with it, and there is nothing wrong with striving to obtain it but, if this is our sole aim in life or if we think “I just need an extra $X” then we’re wrong.
With money we build ourselves wonderful cages. With more money we make the cages golden or bigger or we add things. But in the end it’s still a cage.
When we have money we take on debts or buy things or commit to obligations. This forms the bars of the cage. The bank owns most of my house I then pay the bank every month so that one day they won’t own it at all. In the process the bank makes a large amount of money, that makes their shareholders happy as they get some of the money and the wheel continues.
Once the house becomes mine then I will have more money of my own right? As I won’t have to pay the bank. So I could buy another house (well the bank could) and I will pay them again every month until I fully own that one. The bank gets money the shareholders get money, and I have a new cage but maybe this one is by the beach.
Maybe I just need a bit more money I don’t need another house but a bit more money would be nice wouldn’t it? I could use that to do nice things with the family? Or I could drive a Mercedes instead of a Subaru? That would be a pretty cage wouldn’t it.
This is why money is a trap as in western society we will never have “enough” someone will have a nicer house, a nicer TV, gold earrings, a better car, or a boat (that would be an aquarium not a cage :)). We get more, we want more, then we’re a slave to money then we die and as a Scotsman I worked for said regularly “There are no pockets in a shroud!”
In my last days I can’t imagine sitting being glad I managed to get a bit more money so I could afford new curtains.
Recently there have been two podcasts with people who I was extremely jealous of. One was a “dirtbagger” she lived in a van which she parked in carparks to sleep in. She would use McDonald’s carparks to get free WiFi. But she went to every national park in America whenever she wanted and scaled mountains and had amazing experiences.
The other was with a guy who rode his bike around the world (that is not a typo). He had experiences money cannot buy and his happiest times were in the places where the people had “nothing by western standards” but they were happy.
Many of the happiest people are some of the poorest they thrive on love and community.
So am I going to sell my house and buy a van? No. But I am jealous of the freedom. Yes. Am I going to try and free myself from the cages I’ve built? Absolutely as fast as possible.
I’ve done much life assessment recently and freedom is something I crave. Part of that is being free of money and the problems it brings.
Money is overrated, but it is necessary. It is something that can do much good, but also extreme evil. It is something we must be responsible with, and I think part of that responsibility is seeing it for what it is and that is that it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. But if we use every dollar wisely we free ourselves to be ourselves.