MANIFESTO Money Gone Wrong is a journey through an average day of an average worker in a average job. Beginning with the –rocking and rolling- of the morning, in which tremendous amount of Hope is needed to overcome fear and monotony, going through the day dealing with the vicissitudes of the different economic actors, starting from capital allocation to leadership, ending up in consumption itself. Finally, at night when the –blues- come, the time for reckoning begins, when we evaluate our deeds and their purpose.
Luck comes at the end, as a reminder that most of what we have has been a given. We didn’t choose the financial ecosystem in which we were born, we didn’t purchase our intelligence, and we cant control if we have any afflictions of the enthusiasm which would influence directly in our ability to make money, save it and spend it wisely. Luck is always in place, weather we want to accept it or not, we all work eight hours, we all sleep a third of our lives.
In this series, the dreading act of waking up every morning is explored. The work wonders where does Human Will go at such early hours. Also a new definition of Economy is proposed: not as the science that studies the “use of scarce resources to satisfy unlimited human wants” but as field that should measure the “people´s will to wake up every morning”.
In this polyptych, Hope is proposed as the true essence of all economic activity. What if it could be infused into the human brain? How productive will we all become? How would governments manage such “product”? Nowadays, the author states, Hope is actually seen and heard through Media, in the form of success stories and all-American movies.
Every human is affected by these decisions; what to fund, what not to fund. This is an attempt to emulate the graphics of protest, idle to be glued in the streets. Yet there hardly is street protesting for what is not massively understood. People can feel the lack of food or electricity, but nobody will notice in their day-to-day how billions were diverted from art to bureaucracy, from psychological care to weaponry. From needs to caprices.
This is the Illusion: wealth is within reach. This is the truth: wealth is further than ever. Comfort makes them forget but they are really far, nearing the realms of impossibility.
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