How we spent our time

R & I were having another heated conversation on privilege. R is really privilege. His father gave him 20G to play (learn how to invest) in the stock market. And there's more dough where that came from. This, afterall, is practice. I am, also, (to a lesser extent) quite privilege.

Anyhow we argued about what privilege was. Besides crooning to 80s and 90s tunes we debated. Privilege for me was the opportunity to realisticly succeed, i.e money, schooling, afterschool programs, networking, etc. To him it was success in the end. The hell?

Also it so happens that privilege comes at a cost. You have the possibility of becoming an asshole that nobody likes, take things for granted, have fake friends, think you will do better than you would eventually do. He is none of that. Except occasional asshole. It appears that he is holding the short end of the stick in life.

He does not understand how some people cannot get what they want. They just need to try harder. Which is to say privilege is up to the individual disregarding any flawed institutions which may factor in the decisions they will make in their lifetime. He loves to believe in merits.

Which is not to say his success now is due largely to his father. He has worked hard, however, he was able to work this hard because of his father's money. What he decides to do in the end is his accomplishment or failure. Others less fortunate than R will not have the same opportunity to choose between falling or flying in the end.

Later R catches himself using the venacular of "if" and "when". As in, "if person1 gets in they will do better" as oppose to "when when person2 gets in they might not want it as much".

Why am I arguing with R? It's because he's my best friend and we have nothing to do on our 30minute ride home from dinner and a bar with V. She just came back from Japan to visit.

In the car we laughed about him being in a fairytale with the music off. Other than that it was yelling. Many years later and we are still unrefined.