It was an epiphany that changed my life, when I realized that society was far more than merely an economy. I appreciate noting others like yourself have also come to this realization, and sadly far too many have not.

It may be worth considering that the boogeyman of the enemedia is the Nazi. Nazi was the short endearing term for the National Socialist party, and is ascribed all manner of evil and ills. One that may best exemplify evil is the words over the entrance to Auschwitz: Arbeit Macht Frei - Work will set you free.

I am not a wallet, and I have purpose other than simply being stuffed with money. A man leaves a legacy, and with a hammer I have left good affects that will long survive me in the lives of people I may never meet in this world.

Is the point of life to die with the most bags of colored paper (or the longest string of digits in a DLT)? If not - and it is not - what is important?

Live well, and though you live a thousand times, you will not regret doing what is good for your family, friends, and neighbors.

Thanks!