Gakked from kightp.

The thing is, I know that I have a lot of privilege. There’s privilege that I have which isn’t recorded here. In our two person household, we have three working computers. It was four until January. It’ll be four again when I buy my new laptop later this year (until the current laptop dies). We have a laser printer and a colour inkjet, although the latter is currently out of commission. We have dozens of LPs and CDs. We have hundreds of books. We both have iPods. We both work at jobs that we love, and get paid incredible amounts of money for it. I was able to buy quality appliances a few years back when we needed a new refrigerator and stove. We’re going to New York to see family in May, going to Europe for 17 days this summer, I’m going to a conference in Denver this October, getting married in November, and going on another trip (the “honeymoon”) around Christmas.

I’m not trying to brag here. I don’t give as much to charity as I should, but I try not to throw away things that other people can use. I donate things I no longer need—at least semiannually—to Goodwill or other programs that provide for people in need. Am I spoiled? No. Even though I have a lot of stuff, I am not spoiled. I don’t take any of it for granted. And that is what makes people who are spoiled, spoiled.