Theft And Avarice Abounds!

If you ride around some of the quiet, well-off neighbourhoods – today in Berkshire but this could be anywhere – one of the ubiquitous things is security. It’s generally reasonably unobtrusive but it’s there: alarms, dogs, formidable gates, barbed wire intertwined with thick hedges for discretion’s sake and, with some of the really large houses, watchful people trying hard to look like ordinary staff rather than ‘security’.

A rusting padlock and chain

I might not need it, but you still can’t have it

You could argue that it’s a sad reflection of the inequalities of society, the hopelessly unfair distribution of wealth. Perhaps it is. The indefensible grossness of the wealth gap is no secret.

The trouble is, I’m not rich but I’ve locks on my doors and anyone reading this almost certainly has as well. The need to protect property comes with all property ownership. “All property is theft” might be a resounding battle cry but you’ll struggle to find many who can live by it.

It’s just one of those grotty facts of life: whatever the unjustifiable iniquities of wealth distribution, wholly aside from unchecked avarice as a source of social decay, a lot of people are given to theft if they think they can get away with it, and as a result all of us need some form of security.

Perhaps it’s all just one and the same thing at root: maybe unchecked avarice is just what common-or-garden theft matures into if it gets half the chance.