If a man needs a cloak, I give him mine. I used to view it as an opportunity to buy a new, better one. That materialist mindset is a thing of the past. This new gestalt has an interesting by-product: stealth. For example, instead of carrying my laptop and gun stuff in a tactical briefcase, I tote a supermarket cooler bag. It occurs to me . . .
that the bag makes me less of a target. By the same token, I now have less stuff to steal and less attractive stuff worth stealing. Again, less of a target. More of a “grey man.”
I hope that doesn’t come off wrong. I’m not espousing “poverty chic.” There were times in my life when I couldn’t afford stuff, and had to settle for going without, or lower quality than I desired.
I love America’s free market(ish) system. I don’t begrudge anyone buying anything their heart desires (I’d still like to own a Porsche 911 Carrera 4S). Or as much of it as they want.
But there are strategic maybe even survival advantages to living life — armed and fabulous — a bit more on the down-low. Have you considered/implemented the stealth advantages of living a quieter, less “flashy” life?