If you've lived around Indians & Arabs in Kenya, you know why they don't cry unemployment. They build an economy around themselves for years to come. But you get money, you subscribe to premium onlyfans. 2 generations down the line, your grandson is boiling maize cobs for lunch.
I have an Arab friend. Literally, his 2nd-year brother works as a manager in the family company. Do you think an average Kenyan graduate will be able to compete with him in the job market 3 years from now? That is what wealth does. It gives you opportunities. And options.
Wealth is intentional. There are bigger things in life than "turning it up" & "showing the haters". 20 years from now you'll be looking at the friend you had in primary school, lamenting his 'derision'. While he was investing in structures, you were investing in strippers.

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