Comment of the Day

Popularity did serve a purpose when I was young. I enjoyed being popular in school and for many years as a bartender. But, I think as a bartender I learned too much about people and realized that life wasn’t quite what I thought it was. The only thing I was dependent on others for was sex and bartending kept me well equipped.

My Lotto fantasy has always been to get a brand new penthouse, painted flat black (ceiling and walls), starkly furnished with just what I need and I would probably be even more of a recluse than I already am. I am close with most of my family, but I won’t travel and keep only a couple friends at a time. Using money to create the illusion of popularity to get one’s own way seems like an empty endeavor. Deep down inside, you would know.

The experiment is interesting…you are excluded from a game, get to count some money and put your hand in hot water. Was it a paid study? That would certainly explain less pain for some if they knew they got to keep the money they just counted.

But, it is pretty funny no matter how you look at it as we are conditioned to seek popularity (and money). I prefer solitude. I’d take that over popularity and money any day of the week.

— mrsandyclark

On: Money as Social Anesthetic