We celebrate wealth and opulence.
We belittle humility and stability.
Flying to and fro,
buying more and more.
Never noticing that the workers serving this decadence are organizing into the oldest of unions.

Delivery drivers case homes and neighborhoods, bank tellers and doctor receptionists sharing information, computer wizzes hack and deceive, and the frogmen, those late night gang bangers, make it all worthwhile.

All working together to bring a little sense of wealth to their own lives. A secret little illusion of dominance and control. Not unlike the executive paying to experience the humiliation of a dominatrix,.. but only in a way he can control.

This arrogance, this blind dedication to the appearance of success and happiness has created the vehicle of our end. An unstoppable tidal wave of crime bringing western civilization to its knees.

Not to satisfy any physical need. Not to feed the poor or clothe the decrepit, but to simply feel the reigns of power, if only for a brief moment… in a fading dream.