If we were to apply this spartan logic to cars and trucks - as if it were a moral imperative or a sign of being responsibly in touch with reality - and to marriage and parenting and to home ownership and to politics (etc.) we would not buy these wheeled freaks, would never get married or have children, and there would never have been a Trump nor slavery nor a Mayor Ford nor people visiting North Korea from USA.  But there are these things.  If I were to think about how much I have wasted on cars and motorcycles I might (but probably not) shoot myself.  I will have my 50th wedding anniversary next year.  My addictions have been my luxuries and I would not have wanted to live without them.  Trump is not my fault.