Originally posted at Writeindependent.org on October 12, 2011
Almost everybody knows the game of monopoly. We used to play the game for hours, and we all learned that how you won was to vanquish your fellow players by bankrupting them.
We got so good at the game, that we learned that the strategy was to buy up every property you could, hopefully “landing” on the good ones by chance, and thus building an empire with houses and hotels.
Monopoly is fun until the person who is hoarding all the cash seems to be getting a big head. If one of the players is rubbing the cash, and rolling around in it, and laughing diabolically, the other players start to lose interest in being around them. Some monopoly games can go on for quite some time without any one person seeming to get an upper hand, and even these games can grow tiresome.
Then you start asking your brother, “do you want to play monopoly?” and he remembers the last time you played, and how disgusted he felt when you rolled the money into cigarettes and starting puffing away on your profits. And he doesn’t much feel like playing. “Oh, that game,” he says.
When I think about how my government isn’t representing me, it’s when I look at the laws that have been passed that help large companies get even larger to the point that they have the market cornered. I’m all for companies being successful, but when they get so big as to monopolize an industry, well, I just don’t want to be around that company anymore.