I love to watch the show Cribs on Mtv. Like many I’m fascinated with how the rich spend their money. Some are tasteful. Most are tacky. All make me imagine myself rich. It’s human nature to desire wealth and envy those who have it. Those instincts can propel us to work hard and succeed or reveal deep flaws in character.
The stars featured on Cribs show off huge houses, multiple cars, and all manner of excess. Their homes tend to be full of security cameras, flat panel HDTVs, and guest suites. What’s troubling is that most of the homeowners are blinded by their own flash in the pan. Few performers with a sudden hit series on the WB or platinum single make it past two years of stardom. Fame is fickle and fortune is fleeting. They seem to spend everything they have on possessions not realizing the depth of their well – or lack thereof.
I once watched a few episodes with a friend of a friend named James. He described his imaginary episode of Cribs as one where he spends a few minutes showing off a modest home and car but spends the latter part of the segment flipping through his stock portfolio. The point is more valuable than Jingy’s bouncing Impala. True wealth is financial security, not the accumulation of things.
There are other ways to measure wealth. Also not shown on Cribs is the incalculable benefit of altruism. I guess it’s not the point of the show to demonstrate the affect of helping out a friend or raising up a stranger. But money often yields its greatest joy when given away. Another good friend of mine, Cyndi, once pointed out that the people on Cribs never show books in their homes. In her imaginary episode she would have shelves full of books. This makes another money point Cribs misses; the abstract value of life enrichment that education and travel provide.
Cribs never makes you think about the weightiness of wealth either. Our possessions by their nature can possess us. Big houses have to be maintained, large yards need to be mowed, all acquisition must be defended by attorneys. It’s easy to grab the gold ring and not think about how hard it is to keep up with. So many successful people get swallowed by mortgages and mutual funds and the need to work 80-hour weeks to maintain it all. So they long for the freedom of their youthful poverty. Connections with others and time to one’s self get pushed aside by the desire to own a boat.
What I would love to see is a ten-year follow up Cribs show. I picture B2K back on the block and that girl from Seventh Heaven forced to live with her parents who aren’t as forgiving as the TV version. I would like to see how and if people hold on to their money and how happy they are with themselves after spending loses its gratification. I guess that show sort of already exists. Its called, Behind The Music.
Essentially Cribs shows one concept of money management - vapid consumption. I prefer to think of money as a facilitator of freedom, thought, growth and most importantly, time. I don’t consider myself above material desires, just cognizant or their pitfalls. I intend to pursue wealth. I’m just hoping these inclinations help me feel fulfilled regardless of my account balance.
Whenever I feel frustrated financially I stop and remind myself that there is freedom that comes from a lack of crap and that the stuff that will really, truly make me happy cannot be bought.
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you’ve imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler.” - Henry David Thoreau