It's what marks the difference between doer and takers in this thing we call making it through life.
I think I'd take you a bit more seriously if you were not a white male. You've been playing this game with the controls set on easy level, so your comments just look a bit naive tbh.
So you assume that all
white males do well in life, encounter that mythical level playing field? If only!
The extension to your theory, then, would be for all non-white males to return to whichever ethnic mother ship from which they came in order not to compete within the white world. Or should the white male take himself off to theirs, instead? And what about the females? Interesting. Especially when you look at rap videos and observe the non-white dream at play, the same dream, oddly enough, that many whites share: the artificially pneumatic fake-blonde, shamelessly strutting and available female.
As an extended footnote: why would you imagine it naïve to suggest people do stuff for themselves? Are you hoping to turn that into a class or race issue? There are probably, proportionally, as many useless rich kids as poor ones, as many talented ones as not; as many spirited whites as spirited blacks, browns, or any blend in-between. As with this goddam thing about talent, ambition's there or it's not. You can't, unfortunately, legislate it into being.
As Slobodan suggested, your best philosophical option would be to eliminate or outlaw success and drag everything down to the lowest common denominator. That's easy to do; not so easy is to be inspired and to fight your way to your target. But, first you have to realise that targets exist and you should have one. And even then, once you get aboard there is never guarantee of getting to where the name on the bus says you should. Businesses, both corporate and one-man band rise and fall constantly. It's life.
Spare me the bleat for more tears for fellow man; most are perfectly capable of crying their own; I've wept my share, thanks.
Rob