I’ve been talking a lot about class, coming to terms with being upper-middle class while at least half my time is spent with kids living, mostly by choice near the poverty line. An argument about lack of motivation also exists here, but there is more of that and social stigma than I believe educated decisions. I’ve joked for a while with friends about my father recommending I consider getting a new truck to improve my image as I’m not “finding the kind of woman I want.” I love the suburban though, as do most of my friends. For that matter, all the girls I’ve liked do as well. I considered buying a pickup truck recently to have a smaller and newer vehicle. Some arguments against were that I simply don’t drive that often, especially outside of vacations. In the end, I don’t need another vehicle. I was just thinking about how vehicles are anti-investments. They’re a financial suck, however justified.

So what instead? There’s been a bit of talk with key kids in my life about land ownership, privilege, lordship, and class over the last year. I’m glad I’ve thought about it, but I don’t think I’ve found any answers. I wrote in internal company email recently where we were discussing why an open source project hadn’t solved a particular problem yet, and I said, “because it is hard.”

Hard. The hard problems aren’t easy, and it’s interesting that I’m really only interested things that are hard to get anymore.