Whenever someone says “There will always be poverty,” they are really just saying, “I am unwilling to think critically about how capitalism exploits and dehumanizes individuals, and considering anything that might challenge my worldview is abhorrent to me, so I would rather just not think about things that make me uncomfortable.”
So long as I confine my activities to social service and the blind, they compliment me extravagantly, calling me ‘arch priestess of the sightless,’ ‘wonder woman,’ and a ‘modern miracle.’ But when it comes to a discussion of poverty, and I maintain that it is the result of wrong economics—that the industrial system under which we live is at the root of much of the physical deafness and blindness in the world—that is a different matter! It is laudable to give aid to the handicapped. Superficial charities make smooth the way of the prosperous; but to advocate that all human beings should have leisure and comfort, the decencies and refinements of life, is a Utopian dream, and one who seriously contemplates its realization indeed must be deaf, dumb, and blind.
You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via quotethat)
“Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy - one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.” | Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald