Lief - The Ultimate Capitalist

I just recently watched the documentary "The Corporation" (which I demand that everyone must see)and came to a realization. The people who are locked into our current corporate economic system have a sound logic to their behavior. Behind all the over-consumption, greed, and shitting upon the Earth, the extreme capitalists have reasonable motivations. Realizing this, I see that the greatest sacrifice I could make for my beliefs would be to become one of them. I could cut my hair, get a few nice suits, and change my major to economics, marry some mindless gold-digger, have a huge palacial house that looks like all the other huge palacial houses around it and fill it with apathetic, yuppy kids. Now that I fully understand their logic, I could learn how to think and act like all the assholes I formerly wanted to oppose. I could climb my way to the top of that egocentric dung pile that is America's CEOs and then deal the most devastating blow for saving humanity from itself when they least expect it. (this isn't to say that everyone involved in business is an evil asshole, just a whole lot of them).

This is not an original idea, its just a more extreme example of the cliche "changing the system from within." I don't plan on changing the system within the way it usually works though, I want to become the worst part of the system, be sucked all the way in till I'm write near the heart of it and then explode. The mass mind fuck alone would make it well worth the trip. (As you read this, you should imagine me laughing maniacally with clenched fists in the air). I would just come out one day spouting all the bullshit that I do right now and mass a whole new campaign to make the world the place it could and should be.

The biggest donwside to this would be the social reprocussions. All the people that I love and find interesting now would hate me and wouldn't dare consort with me. Also, I wouldn't be able to be seen with them since my kind wouldn't socialize with a bunch of hippies, punks, tree-huggers, pathetic leftists, worthless artists, or drug addicts (although, some of the business types might not mind the drug thing, as long as its really expensive coke). So remember, if you see me some day on the street in my three piece suit, discussing on a cell phone how my company could bulldoze some sand dunes to put up condos and use the sand to fill wetlands to build oil refineries, be sure to give me a shitty look or call me a bastard and walk away knowing that I'm planning one hell of a fuck-you.