Keystoner,
I listened to an interesting story this morning on public radio as my wife and I drove in to work. The woman who wrote and was reporting the story remembered, as a child, watching Mr. Rogers on the TV. One of her favorite things that he would do on his show was when he visited different manufacturer's so the kids could see how, an upright bass was made, their crayons, a trumpet, and rubber balls, etc. It was the precursor to "How Things are Made" that's on TV now. :)
She decided it would be fun to re-visit the same places that Mr. Rogers had visited when she was a kid to see how they are doing these days. She went to the place where they made rubber balls and spoke with the owner of the company. He was saying that folks now-a-days want to pay, will only pay, 99 cents for that ball...This 99 cents, he said, is actually cheaper than that same ball was selling for in 1967. His balls are now made in China and the factory that Mr. Rogers visited here is closed...
I'm not sure why you are having "financial concerns", but...I'm just saying...The owner said he could no longer afford to pay the higher wages and benefits of his employees here State side...
I know now it was due to WWII and the racism that grew from the war etc, but as a child in the late 50's/early 60's we would consider anything made in Japan as junk...Made in Japan equalled junk to our young kid's mind. China/Vietnam are the new junk makers...We just can't get enough of it.
After the early days of capitalism/industrial revolution here in our country we discovered that we had wasted our eastern trout streams, stunk up the air so bad we had to create a "Clean Air Act", gave our workers a fair wage, health benefits, and didn't chain them to a machine (literally) and gave them a reasonable work shift etc...Civilization costs.
It somehow doesn't seem to matter to us here that all the things we learned had to be changed are taking place somewhere else out of our eye-sight and therefore, "out-of-sight-out-of-mind". No labor laws, no environmental restrictions, you want to use lead paint, no problem...All so we only have to pay 99 cents for a rubber ball that if my child were to swallow a paint chip from it...Well you get the picture.
It's uneccesary, and quite frankly, it excludes people based on their net worth.
Not sure where you are going with this exactly...It reminded me of a novel by Kurt Vonnegut called, "The Sirens of Titan"...There is an allegory/spoof in that book about a made up society where they were extremely concerned with equality...If you were a faster runner than most, for example, they would load you down with weights (like they do with race horses) to make the race "fair"...If one person was better looking than another the powers-that-be would suggest doing things to basically ugly yourself up...
I'm not too sure what's going on here these days...We no longer aspire for things, like quality or craftsmanship or something we can't own today...We prefer the lowest common denominator and that is basically what we are going to end up with.
If I desire to own one day a Paul Summers cane rod that may run in the neighborhood of $3,000...I'm no longer "righteous"? I'm an elitist snob, and this is up to you to decide? I don't own said rod, but I'm a bit old-school and I'm "saving up" for it...When I finally can swing it I will appreciate it even more and will know its worth.
I really have no problem with you fishing with any damn rod you please or can afford. I mean this. I'm just worried that if I want something better one day it may no longer exist and I'll have to be happy with my made in Vietnam sold at Wal-mart ugly-stick...
Spence
I'm gonna make a chicken gumbo
Toss some sausage in the pot
I'm gonna flavor it with okra
CAYENNE pepper to make it hot
You know life is what we make of it
So beautiful or so what
I'm gonna tell my kids a bedtime story
A play without a plot
Will it have a happy ending?
Maybe yeah, Maybe not
I tell them life is what you make of it
So beautiful or so what
So beautiful, so beautiful
So what
I'm just a raindrop in a bucket
A coin DROPPED in a slot
I am an empty house on Weed Street
Across the road from a vacant lot
You know life is what you make of it
So beautiful or so what
Aint it strange the way we're ignorant
How we seek out bad advice
How we jigger it and figure it
Mistaking value for the price
And play a game with time and Love
Like a pair of rolling dice
So beautiful, so beautiful
So what
Paul Simon, "So Beautiful or So What"