another one down

Just got curious, too curious, and checked the going price on 2007 Avalanche's. They start at $33,035 MSRP. Damn. Another dream smashed into the rocks. I guess I'm back to the drawing board to try to figure out how the hell other people on the planet afford this crap. Oh well, better schedule another trip to Vegas soon I guess.

Dunno if it's a good thing or not, but I'm starting to gain some understanding into why otherwise sane people can spend a lot of money chasing an all-but-impossible goal. I guess gambling is to adults what sports is to high school jocks. Even though you know in the back of your mind the thrill will wear off eventually and you'll have little to show for your efforts except lost time, it's nice to think you'll be one of the few to reach the lofty heights everyone always dreams about. And the quest is fun until the end. For a lot of people, gambling their money away is about the most excitement they see, and since humans (especially men) crave that, it goes without saying that anything that can offer such adventure in a world otherwise devoid of it is going to be a huge industry. Enter prostitution, pornography, and so much other trash out there. There's of course a lot more to say here but I'll stop now while it's still Sunday night and not Monday morning.

Well, not quite so fast. I guess this all wraps back to the same thing in the end that keeps coming to mind these days. The more we have, the more we think we can get along without God, and so money/stuff/whatever just leads us to delude ourselves. The logical conclusion is that one should want less so that he'll rely on God for more, but the leap between knowing and doing is just too big there. That's one significant difference between me and folks like missionaries, "follow your own path" types, or others I aspire to be like. The dream and desire is there, but the actual willingness to basically give up all the material junk and false joy is missing. Makes sense upstairs but is too hard to put into practice. As the old saying goes, talk is cheap until you walk the walk.

In a weird sorta way, I thank God that the way I/we live makes so little sense to me and I feel so alone and lost in our society. If I were ever able to get comfortable and just fit into a world that beats the life out of humanity as well as ours does, it wouldn't speak well for my ability to see and stand for truth. Stubbornness and refusal to accept norms has its advantages I suppose.