Ken, pardon the delayed response, been in Indonesia. One process I dearly love is decluttering. And downsizing. The less I have, the more funds I’ve got to buy experiences, and the less I add to the overall crass consumerism that drives our society. While I’m a dedicated gear pig, at least that stuff gets used to death, and I repair it a lot, rather than discard and buy new. There’s something wonderful about a beat-to-shit backpack that I have to constantly repair with a miniature key. That thing hurled me down 32 concrete stairs and caused me unbelievable damage. I mean to get even. To your point, and this deserves an article of its own, here’s a perfect example of marketing at its best; a family has had 100 acres of lovely farmland on Bali for generations. The guy is bombarded with ads about Toyota trucks. Sells his land for a pittance I(he has no concept of its real value), buys the truck. In a few years the truck is a piece of junk. Now he has no land to feed his family and no truck. And that is a story that is being repeated all over Indonesia..as well as much of the Third World. The Western marketing onslaught is too much for people who don’t share the same values, and aren’t savvy or well educated enough to understand boondoggle when they see it. I drove my Toyota Sienna for 350,000 miles until the ignition came out into my hands and I was duct taping the doors to stay shut. I get my money’s worth and don’t give a shit what people think about my ride. Marketing tells me to get into huge debt just to have a car that somehow makes me into someone I’m not. Bullshit. I am what and who I am whether I am dressed in Dior or a pair of dirty jeans. Nothing external creates my character. It took me a long time to learn that. That’s earned. But too much of the world doesn’t know any better, and they fall for the Marlboro ads which tell them that they will have a charmed life in a disco being stared at by gorgeous young people. I’m ashamed of what I see from the West in these countries. All about money. And in the end, exactly how are we going to chow down on money, when everything that is truly precious in the world is gone?

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