Chutney at MyIrony.com asks:
Does anyone know someone who practices “voluntary simplicity” who isn’t at least upper-middle class, white, and liberal? I thought not.
Go ahead and read the rest of his thoughts. I'm more compelled by those who are simple (and don't make a to-do about it) than those who are conspicuous alternate-consumers.
So what drives the desire to live an artifically simple life, that is itself artificial in its implementation. Whistfulness? Embarassment? Or perhaps a dis-ease with the power that wealth brings.
There's something proud (not the good kind of pride, either) and haunted about the voluntary simplicity movement. After all, what part of it should demand attention to itself, or, for that matter, an organized movement?