I often look around my flat, and all the STUFF in it, marveling at it all and feeling disgusted at the same time. By American standards, I am by no means wealthy, and actually have LESS stuff than the typical middle class American. But compared to most people in the world, it is a ridiculous amount of stuff. I will skip the obvious tirade about inequality etc. because I think that is already apparent; instead, I would simply like to wonder aloud about what this does to my (and others' in this situation) spiritual state.
Consider this. I've got more books and CD's than I can count. Same goes for clothes. I own books I've never even read, clothes I haven't worn in months, and CD's I haven't listened to in months. If I had much fewer of these things, wouldn't I value each thing more? Do I take it all for granted? Am I grateful enough? I know people who, in worse times, owned one dress they wore every single day, or had just a few books that they read, and re-read, for lack of anything else; but they savored every word precisely because words were so scarce.
Even in my own life... when I was 12 or 13 I had a lot less than it seems like kids that age do today. I loved music just as much then as I do now, but I only had a few tapes and records (no CD's yet then :) ). I listened to them over and over again. I listened to Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti so often that when I hear it now it sounds as familiar to me as my own voice. I could follow along with every song so closely that it feels like I know exactly what note comes next at every moment of the song... I can't say the same for anything I listen to now, because I listen to so much more. I LOVE all the variety, all the choices, but does it come at the cost of de-valuation?
I know that others are in the same situation, but I don't know if they ponder the ramifications. Some are even more extreme. There are people I know who buy items of clothing to wear ONCE and then throw away. That is actually going so far I couldn't imagine doing it myself!
But it just seems to be the American Way. The American Dream seems to be... the one who dies with the most stuff wins! There is so much already, but we are pressured to keep making more. Produce, produce, produce. Buy, buy, buy. I am always amazed when I read about illness, i.e. the flu, the thing that always gets lamented first is the "hours of lost productivity"! No, not how lousy it feels, not how the poor sod sick with the flu felt like crap and wanted to puke, but how many hours he didn't get to work (and produce!). As if that's what we all need - more stuff. Do we really need 45 brands of shampoo? A new wardrobe every season just because the style changed? 15 pairs of sneakers?
And just where is all this going to end up? We keep making more, buying more, throwing it away, buying more, throwing it away, etc. etc. The landfills keep growing, and growing, and growing. Has anyone even considered what will happen when we run out of space for all the landfills? The percentage of stuff that gets recycled is miniscule! Do they think we'll colonize the moon and Mars before we run out of space?! The earth's surface area is not infinite! Or are we just going to start shipping all our garbage to the moon? Our little corner of the solar system is going to look like the litter-strewn slum of the universe...



