Dear Penny – and Everything You Represent,
You were never worth much, Penny.
But you tried your best.
You were copper in a sea of silver, dropped into jars, ignored in gutters, flicked into fountains with wishes you’d never live to fulfill.
And now – we’re phasing you out. Quietly. Almost sheepishly. Like we’re embarrassed that we ever clung so tightly to something so small.
But what if this isn’t just goodbye to the penny?
What if it’s the start of something bigger – or better yet, something freer?
Let’s be brave enough to ask:
If we can stop making pennies… why not stop making money?
Let that land.
Let it breathe.
What if we finally admitted that our lives are worth more than our labor?
That value isn’t born in productivity but in presence – in creativity, connection, care?
Imagine this:
A moneyless society.
Not cashless – that’s still commerce.
Moneyless.
A resource-based system where food, water, healthcare, housing, and education are guaranteed because we are human, not because we “earned” them. Where your needs are met as a birthright – not a bargaining chip.
In that world, no one scrambles for survival.
We’re not cogs in a machine, fighting for scraps while billionaires hoard the blueprint.
In that world, AI doesn’t replace us – it frees us.
The robots do the work.
We do the living.
And what do humans do when we’re no longer desperate?
We sing.
We sculpt.
We study stars.
We raise children and plant gardens and repair what’s broken – in ourselves and each other.
We make theater. We invent languages.
We build weird, wonderful things that no boss would fund because they don’t “scale.”
And yet those very things will nourish souls and spark revolutions.
People won’t get lazy.
They’ll get lit up.
Because once you’ve tasted purpose, you chase it – not for profit, but for joy.
That’s how we create masters of craft:
Not by dangling a paycheck, but by clearing the way to passion.
Penny, you taught us something without even meaning to:
That currency has an expiration date.
That when something no longer serves, it’s okay to let it go.
So let’s let it go.
Let’s thank the penny for her service… and then follow her out the door. With a spark in our eye and our hearts wide open,
— The Radical Left 🖤♾️