brightpilot6 said:The American economic structure is fundamentally dysfunctional, and frankly, there’s no reason to strive for its perfection.
Furthermore, they operate with a level of organization that makes this backwater territory look like complete chaos by comparison.
There’s no doubt that American society is much cleaner than what you see in Europe. I don't mean that crime doesn't exist—there's actually so much of it it's hard to wrap your head around—but life just moves much more practically and efficiently there. For starters, people get paid by the hour because employers want to know exactly what they're paying for.
Just one small difference, though, to show you what real business looks like. It might seem minor, but I guess it reveals a completely different worldview.
On one hand: I used to work at a hostel in Chicago, which was the only one in the city back then and, naturally, it was state-run. It was a crazy operation, but I didn't stay long. Basically, for every single guest, I had to manually write their info on three different forms. Name, last name, DOB, home state, ID number, check-in/out dates, etc. Those papers were supposedly sent to the police, the hostel archives, and the local tourism board, but in reality, they probably just went straight into the trash. I mean, does anyone honestly think anyone ever reads or checks those? 🤣 Also, if you were a resident of Chicago, you weren't allowed to stay at that hostel, even if your house had just burned down. That's just how the rules worked; people would bring their girlfriends there. 🤣 So, you show up with cash, you want a room, you want to pay upfront to fill the place during the off-season, and you still can't?
On the other hand: In America, when you check into any kind of lodging—whether it’s a roadside motel, a hostel, a boutique hotel, or a massive place like the Bellagio where you might see celebrities gambling at 3 AM—nobody ever asks you for ID or thinks to scribble down your personal details. They just ask for a credit card, swipe it quickly through the machine, hand you the key, and say, "Have a nice day, sir."
I suppose anyone who understands this simple comparison sees the whole picture. We are maybe a hundred years away from even grasping the concept of "business," let alone actually practicing it.