The amount of kids I’ve seen grieving Michael Jackson’s death is wild. That man is literally immortal. He is a living testament of “you can kill my body, but not my soul.”
“You hate billionaires, but you want to be rich.”
No. I want enough wealth to live a modest life and be generous with people around me. Not wealth built on exploitation, hoarding, or treating the planet like it is disposable.
I hate that it took people having to choose between feeding their families or being able to get to their jobs the next day for this to happen, but hey…experience is the best teacher.