I’d like to put to rest the misconception that money isn’t everything. It is. Money is life! Money is love! Money is blood! Money is the air we breathe! A newborn baby’s smile? That’s money! A beautiful sunrise or sunset? More money! The majestic mountains, the great blue seas, the infinite sky? Money!! Why without money nothing would exist! God created the world in six days! It cost him a fortune! On the seventh day he rested because he’d spent all his money! Thank God for money! Some of it in nice piles, some in lovely clanky bits of loose change. Some of it neatly counted into fat little hundreds, delicate fivers stuffed into bulging wallets, nice crisp clean checks, pert pieces of copper coinage thrust deep into trouser pockets, romantic foreign money rolling against the thigh with rough familiarity, beautiful wayward curlicued banknotes! I'm sorry. But I love money! All money! I've always wanted money! To handle! To touch! The smell of the rain-washed florin! The lure of the lira! The glitter and the glory of the guinea! The romance of the ruble! The feel of the franc! The heel of the deutschmark! The cold antiseptic sting of the Swiss franc! And the sunburnt splendor of the Australian dollar! Oh….. I’ve got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas. I’ve got forty thousand French francs in my fridge. I’ve got lots of lovely lire. Now the Deutschmark’s getting dearer, And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge. There is nothing quite as wonderful as money. There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash. Some people say it’s folly, But I’d rather have the lolly. With money you can really make a splash. There is nothing quite as wonderful as money. (Money, money, money, money.) There is nothing like a newly minted pound. (Money, money, money, money.) Everyone must hanker For the butchness of a banker. It’s accountancy that makes the world go ’round. (’Round, ’round, ’round.) You can keep your Marxist ways, For it’s only just a phase, For it’s money, money, money makes the world go ’round. (Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, moneeeeey!)
Homer : Does your money cheer you up when you're sad? Mr.Burns : Yes. It does. Homer : D'oh!!! Okay then... does your money ever says '' I love you ''? Mr. Burns : No...
I have. There was this time I was on acid, and I was looking at a $100 bill and Ben Franklin said to me: "Rigamarole, you have GOT to get a haircut. Damn dirty hippies don't get to be president and have their faces on money like me. Even though I was never a president." And so, I cut off my dreadlocks and have been a shorthaired wage-slave drone ever since.
What a hipocryte! He had long hair himself, though he was bald on top. When my money talks to me it shows some respect! :greedy:
I thought you were mad! A female who thinks that money isn't anything?! But then, I remembered this is the Pure Bull forum! Good one, Balloonatic! :jester: You really had me going there for a second!
Wrong! Money IS life! Over there, it's a man going into cardiac arrest! He needs an immediate cash transplant!
I am 54 and never had much money! I have been bucks poor for so long, I can't even imagine not counting coins, or using a calculator to estimate the grocery list.. I guess I would like to have piles of money, just for the existential experience of having it, and being able to understand the different aspects of being with and without. I would think one wouldn't have a well rounded life if they didn't know the feeling of superfluous, unguarded spending, or even being able to support good causes, or help others who are lacking with basic necessities. I would like to think I would be philanthropic, but maybe I would realize that I was really a greedy person, capable of all sorts of miserly attitudes I never could have imagined. I might end up hating myself, and it could wreck my whole existence. Oh No, I don't want money !!!!!!! WEll, maybe I won't go as far as to say that.! I have heard it radically changes peoples lives, (lottery winners etc.) and sometimes not for the better. I will probably never have the experience of piles of money, and will most likely pass on a penniless, but wise and gratelful person. I actually have everything I need right now!
amen to that money is nice, no doubt. i really wouldnt know. i live a pretty simple life and i dont mind it. material possesions dont mean shit to me they come & go. and i was always taught that you cant trust rich people anyways because theyre scantless. i think that may be true though, rich people seem to have some fucked up issues. ever read people magazine? man oh man. im sure none of those celebrities are truly happy. why else would lindsey lohan & paris hilton go out and spend thousands on botox and fake boobs? happy people dont do that sort of shit. and a lot of people i know are poor as shit and theyre happy. some may call it blissful ignorance but its real shit. you cant get more real than that. but its completely different when youre poor & dont even know youre poor because thats all that exists in youre world. i on the other hand know that things could always be better but i am happy with what i have
well the title of this thread really is pure bull alright. state controlled economy or economy controlled state, or the worst of both worlds, state subsidy of failing economic institutions while simultaniously privatizing infrastructure, totally missess the real point that any economy self isolated from natural reality serves no intrests other then its own. suply and demand may provide some coupling to SOCIAL dynamics, but does nothing to unisolate from the real natural economics of ecology. money might be innocent as a new born babe, did it not influence people to throw common sense out with the bathwater =^^= .../\...
:Yes, bananas are cheap now! Buy them! Stockpile them! Then sell them when the price goes up and make lots of money! BWA HA HA HA HA HA!!!! :rolleyes5
