Are you a pie person, or a bakery person?
A pie person sees just one pie, for all of us to share. This one pie, in their eyes, must be closely watched and fairly divided. They see some people with more than their “fair share” of the pie, and, if without any governing power, compare it to their own small slice and seethe with anger about “unfair” capitalism and their inability to get a bigger piece of the pie. In their mind, they don’t have a bigger slice because someone else has a bigger piece. It’s someone else’s fault that their own piece of the pie is so small.
If you are in a position of power with the ability to make laws for our land and you are a pie person, then you write laws regulating how much of the pie each one of us can have. You take away from rightful owners slices of the “one and only pie” to give to me and others a thin slice. Never giving enough, though, to fully satisfy.
If, however, you are a bakery person, you see many, many pies, and more just waiting to be made. For you, there isn’t just one pie, for all of us to share, but an infinite supply of pies just waiting to be created. You work and dream and plan a way to bake your own pie, that you may enjoy and share as you see fit.
I was reminded yesterday of Michelle Obama’s comment she made back during the campaign, that “someone is going to have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more”. I’m reading a little gem of a book right now that talks about wealth and riches, and the acquiring of such. This author, who wrote this book in 1910, believes that the supply of riches is “inexhaustible”, and we don’t need to take somebody else’s wealth in order to have some of our own. “No one is kept in poverty by a shortness in the supply of riches; there is more than enough for all”.
His thinking appeals to me much more than Michelle Obama’s. I prefer to be free to make my own pie, and have the whole pie, and then make even more pies, and share with others as I am guided to, rather than having lawmakers in Washington take some of someone else’s pie and give me a small bit of it. Or take some of the pie that I worked so hard on.
No, I’m claiming the American Dream for myself. While I still can.
Off to the bakery.