I don’t hate the rich because I’m envious, I hate the rich because they as a class exist alongside 3 billion people living on less than $2.50 a day, those people having their wealth stolen by capitalist governments and corporations enriching themselves. Billions of people, most working to literal death, have nothing to live on, while trillions of dollars, enough to end global poverty, circulate among a small minority of wealthy individuals that wouldn’t be so wealthy without a system that relies on forced and unnecessary class divisions. I hate the rich because I feel anger before sadness when witnessing such ridiculous and horrific injustice in the 21st century.
But it’s not so much the rich I hate, it’s capitalism, and the ideological principles it relies on, which encourage people to harm themselves and others for success. Capitalism tells all of us, not just rich people, that anyone suffering is suffering because of their own character flaws. It also tells us that hard work is always a path to wealth, and that human rights abuses to achieve this goal are excusable. It leaves people void of empathy and compassion for their fellow humans.
When you point out this injustice, you’re either painted as envious (when not rich) or a hypocrite (when you are rich). The conversation can’t be had, but I still believe we can create a better world, and that we are not as naturally evil as we think.