Three reasons why money was the worst invention of all time
Who Invented Money? Ask any number of people and they won’t be able to tell you who invented the money or where the idea came from. History has given us some bad ideas, but money has to be the worst and these are my top three reasons.
- Something invented by man should not have power over him.
If I think hard and try to imagine a time without money, before it was invented and used on a daily basis, I tend to imagine that the world was a completely different place. Most likely, people had a barter-type society where goods and services were exchanged and that is how they survived. If I had a particular skill, let’s say hunting, and you were hungry, you could come get me food. The idea would be that if you could make a fire and I could provide the food, then we could trade our skills or abilities and everyone would get what was good for them. I assume, for the sake of argument, that if someone possessed absolutely no skills, that person was still allowed to eat. I can’t imagine that I would lend some meat to the defenseless soul, only if I could somehow return it. Before the defenseless soul could blink, he may owe me five dinners and then I have to send the collection agents to pay his debts. Money provides control, both positive and negative control. Although it is man-made, and is essentially just a piece of paper or a mixture of cheap metals, money has power and it is power. I imagine Mr. Alma being defenseless explaining to his wife that he cannot pay the hunter and that he does not know what to do. So Mr. Hunter decides to enslave Helpless Soul’s family until the debt is paid. It is incomprehensible to me that so many people in my country and in the world go hungry every day. Those who own the money have the power to deny the needs of those who do not have the means. Where have the humanitarians gone? I’ve seen a business owner kick out a hungry homeless person, and then half an hour later deal with a customer complaining while yelling that their food wasn’t hot enough. Money only has the power that we give it. If we choose to see it only as a means to an end, or just a silly piece of paper that we have been told to obey our entire lives, then one can focus on what really matters. I am not advocating not paying debts or shirking responsibilities. This is the world we live in, and the rules must be followed … until the laws change again to suit what politicians want on any particular whim of a day.
- Money shifts the focus from helping each other to the arbitrary “value” of simple things.
Why should you do something to help someone else, unless they can pay for it? If my whole focus in life is getting material things, then I should only be motivated by money, or getting it, to do anything. What is something really worth? Marketing companies have defined value for me since I was a kid, hitting it during GI Joe’s business breaks. What is the value of all the things you want compared to something that really matters? Imagine what it’s worth to spend one more hour with a loved one before they pass away and go away forever. The value of teaching your children that there is more to life than money and getting things. The courage to feed a homeless man and help him sleep at least one night where his stomach won’t keep him awake. The courage to reach out and help someone else in this world is worth more than the largest diamond, the heaviest gold, and the purest oil. Now, I am the biggest hypocrite on this subject, because I love things! It’s been programmed into me for so long, it’s hard to get rid of the desire to get things. Imagine a life where people help each other because it’s the right thing to do and not just because of what they might get in return. The argument is, well, things can’t just be free. You have to pay something to get something. How would the world work if everyone was giving away everything and everyone had everything they needed and no longer had to be a slave to credit card companies or a job they don’t like? How would we survive? My answer to those questions is, famous! I would be free to learn a trade that benefits others and could use that ability to support my family and help others. I have wanted to help by donating or giving all my life, but I never had the means. I’ve donated a bit of time here and there, and not as much as I should or would have liked, but at least it was something. But since I like things, and those things have cost me money, I have to continue in my work and repeat the same cycle that my father did.
- Money makes you wonder if people really care about you or just your money.
I try to envision the end of my life surrounded by those who have made my way with me, who love me and take care of me for the enrichment that I gave them through my friendship and dedication. In my later years, enjoying my days with my wife and talking to my older children and my grandchildren. I want to absorb every minute of my life between here and there. I want to feel, love and enjoy everything there is to offer. I have seen families destroyed, fighting for the money left over after the death of a loved one. Some of those grudges are kept for the rest of their lives. They lose a relationship and also a loved one, and the only thing they can think about is how much money they will receive. Chances are, Mr. Entitlement, as we’ll call him, doesn’t even miss the lost loved one. How many brilliant people never get a chance to succeed due to lack of means, and how many elites get free passes because their pile of papers is bigger than yours. Do those closest to you care about you or your money? Does the bride only love you for what you can buy her? Do your children only listen to you to get something they want? If you take your money, would they abandon you? What a great idea, this money.
My answer to all of this is that I don’t have an answer. My two year old daughter asked me about money and she loves putting money in her piggy bank. It made me start to consider all the reasons why I worry about money, fight for money, and read books about money. Nothing like the honesty of a child, to make you think.