It’s kind of liberating to live within one’s means. Some people may think that I have a problem with money because I am focused on how much income I need to live the life I deserve and for which I have worked hard. The truth is that I don’t want money problems. As much as I work hard to stay out of debt, I also try my best to avoid people who make a lifestyle from borrowing or owing money to others. They are disgusting.
In Venezuela, we have street name for those, We call them tracaleros, the barrio characters that make a living from deceiving others, always trying to make a buck at somebody else’s expenses. The tracaleros are not pickpocket-ers, rather they are cunning storytellers who easily wrap their victims in the intricate turns and twists of drama and deceit. I particularly detest tracaleras because they can be so manipulative. Urban dictionary’s word for this kind of person is so strong and vulgar that I can’t use it in this post.
Tracaleros as a social phenomenon stem from the relationship the individual has with money. When people regard money as god we enter the realm of religion, and therefore become prompt to sin. But let’s not get philosophical or depressive. It is better not to lose hope in humanity, to continue regarding money as a necessary tool to function in society.
In the meantime, tracalera, stay away from me.
