/ɡriːd/: It's so messed up.

"My father gave me advice...'Whenever you feel like criticizing any one...just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.'" (Fitzgerald 1). 

What an interesting method in unfolding the great American novel, The Great Gatsby. In a book enriched with greed and wealth, it begins with the idea of acting grateful upon available resources in our surroundings. This is quite ironic to the idea of the American dream.  But because of the overdose on continuously pursuing more wealth, the idea of reaching this dream has morphed passion into greed. It must be realized that wealth is not equivalent to happiness for it is temporary. 

The ye old land of America has earned a title of the country that will grant the wish of going from rags to riches. Even the great Drake states himself, started from the bottom now we're here. Why has the human race become so infatuated with climbing the social ladder and increasing the number in their bank account? To answer it simply, we want stuff! The category of "stuff" can be something or someone but whatever it may be, there is nothing more satisfying with quenching our thirst of getting what we want. Why? Well it's because it pleases us in a positive way. I mean, I remember in 5th grade, I was about to burst of glee when my mom bought me the limited edition cotton candy my little pony doll. 

Let us just take a moment and admire how majestic and gorgeous she is. 

Alas, we must come to a conclusion that no matter how majestic and gorgeous an item is, it is temporary. Happiness is only provided alongside with things that will last forever, things that cannot be held in our gluttonous palms. But in our past generations, especially characters in Great Gatsby, and even our present generations have accepted the wrong theory that wealth equals happiness.