Here’s a timely and difficult excerpt from a book of poetry by Wendell Berry:
When I hear the stock market has fallen,
I say, “Long live gravity! Long live
stupidity, error, and greed in the palaces
of fantasy capitalism!” I think
an economy should be based on thrift,
on taking care of things, not on theft,
usury, seduction, waste, and ruin.
I guess I’m a bit of a prude (or dogmatic) when it comes to economy and sin. Why do we put up with evil when it’s attached to our paychecks?
