At this point I almost stopped reading, because anyone who can pack that much boilerplate claptrap into one sentence is destined to end up explaining why things have to be taken away from people. Basic needs: the words of someone who knows how big your house should be. Creature comforts: he knows how many pairs of pants you should own. “Defining the purpose of life as making more dough to purchase more consumer goods” – the earnest snit of a petty puritan who believes you put in long hours so you can afford a Cuisinart kiwi-peeler.
There’s much more good stuff: read the whole thing.
I’m fine with people who don’t value ‘material goods’, by the way, but wonder why they feel the need to prevent everyone else from enjoying them. As it happens, I’ve met many more people who claim to be indifferent to material goods than people who actually reveal such indifference through their actions. Some seem to be capable of convincing themselves that a Propagandhi album, guitar, or Che Guevara t-shirt isn’t really a material good. Good for them, I suppose.
Hat tip: Transterrestrial Musings.