Quotes About Inequality

Drink your coffee -- people in Africa are sleeping.

Well-spoken white people from prominent families came out on top in our broken court system. It wasn't fair, but it was true.

Pee-poo are like dis, Rachel had told me once, putting the peachy-pink Crayola that used to be called Flesh into my hand. As if all the flesh that mattered was that color. That crayon was called Peach now, but the ideas behind its old name were still alive and present. Present everywhere, all across the country, but more overt in Birchville. I wouldn't raise Digby

Where does this idea of greater connection come from? I've never in my life felt more disconnected. It's like how the rich get richer. The connected get more connected while the disconnected get more disconnected. No thanks, man, I can't do it. The world was a sufficient trial, Betsy, before Facebook.

The world can see what goes on in the tombs of America as Black people are being slowly strangled and suffocated to death. . . .

He was ugly, himself. Weird-ugly. But ugliness in a man doesn't matter, much. Ugliness in a woman is her life.

El reino de los cielos debe existir por los pobres de espíritu o la única ley de la vida es la injusticia.

Es la naturaleza humana, despreciar al de abajo y odiar al de arriba hasta que subes un escalón y el ciclo empieza de nuevo.

En el mundo existen millones de personas con talento que viven sus vidas en silenciosa desesperación, atrapados en oficios de mierda. ¿Por qué unos van en metro y otros en su avión privado? Es una cuestión de carácter. De querer realmente lo que deseamos

Los vendedores hurtan en los pesos y trucan las balanzas, los reyes inventan impuestos y los curas pecados por los que darles limosna.

Está na natureza humana desprezar o que está em baixo e odiar o que está em cima, até ao dia em que sobes de escalão e recomeças.

La niña aprendió pronto una importante lección: que pobre no significa bueno, y que la generosidad entre los ladrones y los desfavorecidos es tan escasa como entre las personas con más suerte. Intentaron robarle muchas veces, procuraron hacerle cosas peores muchas otras. No siempre pudo evitarlo.

Nowadays, our leaders prefer to search for the causes of crime and poverty in the actions or inaction of those at the very bottom of society. The obscene transfers of wealth over the past forty years from that bottom to a privileged few at the top--and from much of the Third World to financial elites in the West--are all excused as the natural evolution of the Market, when, in fact, they are products of unparalleled greed by those who shape and direct that Market.

El mito comunitarista cristiano trata de aplicarse a la vida en las villas. La Iglesia proclama la pobreza como virtud. Pero la pobreza no es una virtud sino tan solo una carencia, y no es una identidad cultural sino una condición social desventajosa.

No es la lucha de clases, sino guerras de pobres contra pobres, los trabajadores y los lúmpenes dedicados al robo y al narcotráfico.

It makes me so angry - there's enough food in the world but people are starving. It's all political.

Women were supposed to be seen and not heard.

When asked by an English poet who was at the table to read the ancient couplet Discite grammatici cur mascula nomina cunnus/ Et cur femineum mentula nomen habet -Teach us, grammarians, why vagina (cunnus) is a masculine noun/ And why penis (mentula) is feminine –Giacomo answered it with a witty pentameter of his own invention: Disce quod a domino nomina servus habet -It is because the slave always takes the name of his master.

Unacknowledged privilege and the subtle or blatant use of power over others inevitably create division, anger, disempowerment, depression, shame, and disconnection.

It's a trite saying now, been said so often, but it's true that the West was great for men and dogs but hell on women and horses.

The danger of success is that it makes us forget the world's dreadful injustice.

In Tuzla, erzählt sie, gebe es Kinder, die noch nie eine Portion Pommes frites gesehen haben. Hach, denke ich, so viel Elend auf der Welt. "Und Sie", frage ich, "schon mal eine Portion Pilav gesehen?" Sie stutzt. "What's Pilav?" "Fastfood"' sage ich. "Landestypisch." Das habe ich von der Menütafel an der Wand in ihrem Rücken abgelesen. Sie wechselt das Thema.

Poverty has long arms that reach through generations of people, leaving telltale bruise marks on its victims even after they are blessed enough to get out.

Barbara Tuchman has called 'the bitter truth of history; that progress and gain by one group is never accomplished without loss of some permanent value of another' .