This is one of my favourite parts of The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy. The well-off Michael Mont invites Bicket, who is a poor street vendor of balloons, to an upmarket restaurant. During the lunch, the two men talk about many issues, including socialism.
Whenever I tend to believe life is unfair, I remember Bicket, and it keeps me going. Neither I want a world where you can't draw prizes; take away the gamble, and life is a frost. Grim and grey, such would be the life in a perfect equality.
A white male with some professional experience in finance and investing.