I divide millennials into 2 categories. There’s conservative millennials. Who went to university, got nice corporate jobs. These are the majority.
And then there’s everyone else—minimalist millennials, I call these, even if they’ve not yet turned minimalists. And it’s these who are so drawn to minimalism. Because for the most part, they are poor already.
If you’re a millennial, and you’ve not attended university and received a degree, it’s very difficult you’ll find a job that pays much. Or maybe luckily you have found a job that pays well. In which case then, you’ve joined the ranks of those other millennials, those conservative millennials. Because you are comfortable now, living-off of that same system your parents lived—the 9-to-5 drudgery.
But these jobs barely exist to-day, in our generation,—if they ever did—jobs that pay an honest wage for your time, proportional to the cost-of-living, which don’t require a college education. And if you’re a millennial in the work-force who’s not completed a degree at university, then most likely you’re payed very little to work.
But work you do. Because work you must. And you are poor.
Or maybe you are comfortable poor. Or you like your job. You are a minimalist then already, lucky you, already all content.
But generally this inequality breeds dissent, all the luxury we see round us. When we see our peers, whom we know are no better than ourselves, living so well. Only they’ve completed university. Or with luck, they found a decent job—if indeed any can be so considered.
And it’s this dissent why these poor millennials are so drawn to minimalism. Because they are already living so poorly. They’ll charge-ahead too. If they’ll really work—is the thought—without spending money on unnecessary junk, saving that money instead, then they can get ahead. Then they can jump right over these peers of theirs whom they see living so well. And they can live even better.
It’s very persuasive. Especially as dissatisfaction increases. Those trinkets on which we’re persuaded—bombarded—to spend our cash, they’re junk—plastic shit from China for the most part. When if it was quality junk, we’d maybe have an easier time spending the very little money we do make. But it’s all shit.
And all disgruntled to our jobs we march. The lifeless, brainless, mind-numbing activities we’re asked to perform. For which we’re thrown a few pennies a day. When outside of these jobs, everything else costs at least a couple dollars.
And we see our peers making hundreds of dollars a day—and in what comfort! While our own hands and nails are all busted and cracked and bleeding. We’re the ones doing the real work here.
So we have 2 options. We either get in step. And we, like our peers already have, blend into the “system” in place, this 9-to-5 drudgery. We return to school. And we get a degree. Or else we find jobs which will pay handsomely enough without school and a degree. And then, just like everyone else, we climb, climb, climb—to infinity, and beyond.
But that won’t do, let me tell you. On a small scale, you’re already living that life. Eventhough you are poor. It’s all the same really, this 9-to-5 life. Only the paychecks differ. You are in chains regardless.
Or we become minimalists. Which living so poorly already, we very nearly are. So close to being homeless already, we maybe do decide to take minimalism to that extreme. And we do go homeless. And we survive. We march to our own beat. And we live with few possessions. Because it’s creation, then, at that point—of our own path—that matters most.
But to these other, conservative millennials, minimalism can also be very persuasive.
Because these conservative millennials, a very large portion of them, they’re just as close to homelessness—just one paycheck and an accident away. They make more money, sure, with their comfortable jobs. But they spend more too. And really, they have no money.
And so they are, trapped. With nothing to do but work more,—more, more, more—or go homeless. So they continue climbing,—working—already climbing. Even when the nearer path to freedom—financial freedom—is to embrace homelessness. To fall straight through the bottom, survive, and reverberate at this new frequency created than climb endlessly into the sky.
But the minimalist path—though the nearest—is the darkest. It’s the most feared, the path less traveled. So we stay away. And instead we do too as most others do. We follow the herd to our 9-to-5 jobs.
When it’s only unexplored paths that lead to anywhere new.