My friend Tom (aka., “The Blogfodder”) has been at it again.
Today he sent me a treasure trove of great reads—including some good advice, should I decide to become a busker: “If you can’t be original, be good.” (I couldn’t help but think of my pal Rudy McLeod, who is both original and good.)
But the Utne Reader piece about rich people made me stop and really think.
I live in a culture that idolizes wealth. And when you’re surrounded by the myth that money can buy anything, it’s easy to confuse prosperity with happiness.
So I was intrigued today to read that wealthy people aren’t any happier than the rest of us. In fact, they may actually be less happy. Why? Because they lack “… the delusion that next year’s raise or winning lottery ticket just might buy [them] greater joy.”
Delusional or not, hope—for a brighter future, greater joy, the possibility that life may just get better—is critical to the human psyche.
Thanks to Paul Schervish and his Study on Wealth and Philanthropy, perhaps we’re beginning to glimpse that wealth can buy things—but that it can also impoverish.