What are my influences? What makes me who I am? What makes me believe what I believe?
I fear water thanks to a movie I watched when I was eight. I lack trust in relationships because of a few gone wrong. I believe the creation of something that cannot naturally be uncreated is fundamentally immoral. Why?
Why is it that I can’t cry?
Why is it that I fear armed robbery?
We look to Thomas Edison as if he were the one who lit the first light and then look for what it were that would influence such a mind. If we can reflect on his brilliance, it should only be that we admire his grasp on the times. The creation of light came well before the patent. He fashioned modern methodology into a convenient version. It’s like celebrating the Edmund Hillarys of the world without a recognition of the Tenzing Norgay.
We strive for an individualism in the face of an overwhelming manifestation of the collective thought. I’m humbled to think I am but a slight murmur in the orchestra of sound emanating from the edges of a galaxy.
“It has been a long road…From a mountain coolie, a bearer of loads, to a wearer of a coat with rows of medals who is carried about in planes and worries about income tax.”—Tenzing Norgay

I owe nothing. Sure, bills will come, but, as of this Thursday, the thousands of dollars I acrued in student loans were paid in full, with interest.
With that done, I’d like to suggest an improvement in the system and possibly an improvement on humanity. Let’s call it the Loan Payer’s Manifesto.
We preach of a land where all men are created equal. If by this our fore fathers meant we all are pumping blood through similar vein structures then I must agree. But having just paid off these loans and knowing others my age who are $40,000+ in school loan debt, I must say I feel as though I’m just now stepping up to the starting line of financial freedom with wrinkles forming, while I watch others hitting puberty and charging expenses to a parental credit line.
Our economy will in time be fueled by creativity, this I believe. Essentially we must move beyond our foundation of exploitation and move towards innovation. We’ve moved beyond the manufacturing base of the industrial revolution and now must be innovative, not in our dealings with machines, but in our dealings with each other. The nine-to-five desk job days are over. Face it. If they’re not over, they will be as soon as the world realizes that half those 8 hours are spent playing FarmVille on Facebook and gossiping about coworkers. There are exceptions.
Creativity takes risk, exploration and is anti-routine by nature. It can not flourish in a society that uses usury as a way of educating, and preparing, its populace. It’s a form of indentured servitude for those unable to buy out of the system.
I can’t recall how many times a friend has come to me and talked about their life’s financial predicament. They have thousands of dollars in “financial aid”, or loans. These loans have an interest rate similar to a mortgage, 6.8%. They have graduated. They are now expected to enter the uncertain world economy, be creative, and pay off their loans.
What happens is they take the most secure route they can find. They hold onto that for the next ten years so they can work down their debt. By then they’re 40 and have kids. Time to be creative and innovative is put off another year, and then another year…
What must happen is education should become less of a business model and more of a Socratic model focused on paideia, and most importantly not the shallow goals of becoming the perfect consumer.
The economic ideas of incentive are fraught with the unintended consequences we are seeing currently in a country unequipped to feed, shelter, educate and rule itself properly.