Self

I've had the fortune of having a handful of friends not from the US. With these I connect most easily. Dima, a good friend of mine, once made an observation - when Americans first meet each and are asked, "what do you?" they automatically provide details on profession, place of work and employment. When Europeans respond to the same they are happy to share details on family, hobbies and lastly profession (in that order).

Do we place such self-value on the titles that we don or the incomes that we command? Does this determine our worth? When is it enough?

In the circles that I frequent I often observe the alpha males parade about with pride and chests heaved. These social gorillas exude confidence and often lead the pack. Without exception the pack obediently follows the greenbacks, dollars trailing. And without exception, these greenbacks have the biggest...salaries. Is respect so cheap that we can't see how easily it wafts with a bill? Would it be different, in that moment, if we stepped back and saw ourselves in the middle of the pack sniffing the ass of Lead Greenback? Would we see the bigger picture that we're just selling out?

What is the difference in working for McDonalds vs. Boeing vs. Google? if the nature of the work at McDonalds satisfied Joaquin should Joaquin stay at McDonalds?

When is it enough?