Lucky to be Poor?

Three weeks of vacation gave me a technology aversion, but after a week of work and "civilization," I am easing back onto the keyboard. Before my excursion from this man-made land of money out into the REAL world, I read this great article by Charles Mudede in the Stranger. He makes an interesting point about our middle class lacking freedom that comes with either being very wealthy or very poor. Excerpt from Young, Poor, Lucky below.

When I turned 20, they sent me to America to obtain a respectable degree... But almost immediately after arriving in the land of milk and honey, I rejected this clear future for no future at all. I came to America for exactly what it is famous for: freedom.

The freedom that comes with riches has its double in another kind of economic freedom: the freedom of owning nothing. Both liberate you from time, obligations, and other people.

What American poverty offers—and this is not the case with African poverty, which is nothing but oppressive—is the possibility that anything might happen: miracles of money, one-night stands, movement to anywhere by any means (back of a truck, back of a bicycle, back of motorbike, back of a bus).