Some of y’all haven’t become so disillusioned with your own reality that you spend years of your life daydreaming about entirely made up worlds and people and it shows
to be able to tip a thousand dollars to a stressed server at a restaurant
to give really good gifts for birthdays that arent just gift cards
to be able to actually afford my real sense of style
to pay my mom’s bills and debts
reasons i dont want to be rich
to hoard the entire fucking planet’s resources and kill off the world’s population slowly
Ugh but imagine. Just freaking imagine. Walking around. Finding someone on a corner with a cardboard sign asking for help. Sauntering up, reaching into your pocket and casually handing them a fistful of $100 dollar bills. Imagine.
Rich people could do that. They just…could. They have a literal superpower. They could make sure someone doesn’t sleep in the cold tonight. They could make sure someone gets the medical treatment that could save their life. They could wander into a collections agency and buy up the contracts and spend all day calling people and telling them their debt has been forgiven. They could wander into a hospital and pay off all the outstanding bills, or wander into a bank and pay off someone’s mortgage.
If they really wanted to, rich people could be superheroes.
But they don’t. They would rather watch a now so-big-it’s-meaningless number tic up in their offshore accounts while the world starves and dies around them because…winning?
That person who helps others simply because it should or must be done, and because it is the right thing to do, is indeed without a doubt, a real superhero. - Stan Lee Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)
Everything about this is so fucking funny. The song. The chubby dances. The way he just gets fucking KIDNAPPED. The presentation of the guy in the white shirt in the picture when he returns. This is my favorite post.
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