Moving in...

Finally allowed in our new place today... and this is how things went: the first few moments were actually nice. We had a pizza and a glass of wine. However, within half an hour of being left alone with just the two of us, a heavy discussion was unleashed about jobs, earnings and savings. Referring to the past the "Good Samaritan" feels underprivileged while I am paying half no matter what my income is - it's probably going to be lower. At the suggestion that I might get part of an inheritance split normally over 36 months at double the rate I received it the past year -meaning I would get more or less the same amount of money over the next 12 months than she earns instead of half of her hard work earnings over a 24 months period- she shrieked "that's more than I make monthly." Barely able to hide how unfair and unjust she thinks that is before starting to plan on how I shouldN'T spend it.  Well, it is a general and well known rule of human nature saying that "if you don't discipline yourself you will soon find someone else doing it for you." Unfortunately for her I do discipline myself. Equally unfortunate for her is the fact that she has no majority stake nor a majority voice in any use or expenditure of and on "the commons." Though she already tries to meddle with resources that are not in her control whatsoever. Running a household indeed resembles setting out an economic policy. Hence the etymological origin of the word "economy" which in old Greek literally means "household." Sometimes I feel like we are playing a game of Wallonia-Flanders except that the glory of the weaker player is around the corner instead of already belonging to the past. It's easy to push your partner around when he or she is -strictly economically speaking- inferior. But it's really not hard to rectify this lopsided relationship. The oppressor can soon become the oppressed in a world deprived of any chance of actual equality.