Starving the Beast Next Door

Starving the Beast Next Door

Competition is the poison we drink whilst toasting to our health. So I play a dark game. I starve my neighbour. I become a black hole of mediocrity so he levels up to nothing. I save my best for the ones who deserve it. The rest get the silence. I am accelerating our extinction by refusing to play.

Capitalism
• 2 min read
Money's Velvet Fist

Money's Velvet Fist

And so we come to money, the quiet god behind the curtain. It does not shout. It does not demand. It simply exists, and everything else bends around it. Money doesn’t knock down the door, it slides a key under it and waits. Patient. Clean. Silent.

Capitalism
• 3 min read
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