Fuck You Money doesn’t exist.
You can’t buy your way out of the system.
The devil’s bargain of the American Dream was this: be a good citizen, pay your taxes, and one day you’ll retire to enjoy the good life. You paid for your kid’s college so they’ll have a better shot at the good life. You’ll die in your own bed in a paid-for house your kids will inherit.
The lie is embedded in everything I just wrote. Everything in that definition of “dream” is about economic freedom. The primary thing Westerners think of when we think of freedom is rooted in incorrect beliefs about money.
I don’t need to waste any time explaining how different what we were sold is versus what’s now on offer. The reality is that the American Nightmare has pervaded much of the world and largely corrupted the land-based wisdom of those cultures. We are now in the Sixth Extinction as a result of this lie.
Freedom isn’t money.
Money isn’t freedom.
Look at Jeff Bezos. He’s so caught in this lie that he was willing to dismantle a rare historic bridge in Rotterdam that survived WWII to get his half-a-billion-dollar 417-foot superpenis yacht out of the shipyard.
Is this the choice a genuinely confident gentleman would make? Or did he watch too many Bond movies and think himself a superhero who needs the finest accouterments to prove his supremacy?
Is he free? Sure, he is powerful in the way that savant lunatics are sometimes powerful, but is he free?
Authentic power can’t be bought.
There’s no amount of money that makes your fears go away.
If Fuck You Money existed, lord knows Bezos would have it. If you could buy freedom, he would be free. He’s more trapped by the Matrix than you are, dear reader. His entire sense of self and self-worth is propped up by his bank account and what he can buy with it. He’s entirely bought in.
Be careful idolizing such counterfeits.
Do we even need to talk about the other wounded alpha male projections like Elon and Sam Altman? Please… I am not impressed with these man-children who do enormous harm and take no measure of their actions. (Please click on those links if you are unaware of their latest misdeeds. I will warn you the latter is particularly horrifying. If you use ChatGPT, you might wanna know what he did to get the first mover advantage.)
If you could trade places with them, would you? I wouldn’t.
But first some clarification of common misconceptions:
1. I’m not saying everyone can retire right now. If you think I’m proposing that ridiculous hippie utopian BS, you’re still captured in the Biggest Fattest Lie capitalism tells.
2. No, I don’t believe only privileged white people can be free. If the universe has any justice (and I do know in my bones that it does) we all can be free. The essence of freedom is accessible by a man in solitary confinement who owns nothing and cannot even see the sun.
Freedom is our birthright.
Freedom is our fundamental reality.
It lies underneath all the bullshit we’ve swallowed as truth.
The Matrix is made of two things: wet toilet paper and fear.
I am proposing this: you have a sacred calling. To do it, you will be required to confront your fears.
This is the real deal – an agreement that isn’t a devil’s bargain: The work you’ll have to do to get free will be hard, but it will be worth it.
The more that you do your sacred calling the more you will see that your fears are not real, and the more you will exit the matrix. It’s the only way I know of to get out.
The old you will have to die, but the old you was a slave. The old you wasn’t really you at all. It was a cardboard cutout of who you thought you had to be.
More soon.
Ta for now,
Cris
In case you missed it, here’s part 1 in Escaping the Matrix: