Why Jerks Run The World
I'll tell you a funny story. Last night I went to one of those restaurants that feast on the egos of the rich and famous. The room is often filled with people who you would probably know if you saw their faces on the front page of some tabloid or business publication. It's amazing that there's enough air to breathe in there, let alone eat, with so many great narcissists sucking the oxygen out of the atmosphere.
The place is rather small, with a bar in one small entry room and a bigger room past the portal of glory. People enter, remove their coats, and are then ushered at varying rates of speed to their thrones. I arrived at 7:30 to meet my friends for an 8:00 PM reservation. We were to be a group of three and only one of them was there, my pal Dworkin.
"I wonder if they could seat us a little early," he said as we were finishing our drinks at about 7:45. I peered into the dining room, which was virtually empty. "Give it a try," I said. He returned from his chat with the maitre d'. "He says they're still setting it up," he said...
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Sometime in the far future, more sentient beings will unearth this civilization of ours, and after careful examination of the record, and confiring with their knowledge of other antient cultures, they will determine two things.
1 -- we allowed the assholes to be in charge.
2 -- we shit in our own nest.
I've been rich and I've been poor. Being rich is so much better.
But, maybe they were short handed that night, maybe the maitre'd had other more pressing problems than you.
A few years ago I went into a cigar store with the chairman of citibank and we had to stand in line like everybody else. Can you imagine?
If you want a peek at what he's talking about - visit Telluride, Aspen, Santa Fe or Palm Springs.
Talk to house cleaners, nannies, dog walkers and strippers... yes strippers.
The Rich and powerful are not like the rest of us because they spend their lives like sharks. Even the trust funders are fiends - in that they cannot replace what they spend, so they are even WORSE about money and influence.
If you are raised by sharks - everybody is seen as just a potential meal... what can I get from this person??? - I have relatives who have spend their entire adult life in Aspen - friendships are determined by WHAT THEY HAVE - a houseboat? second home to share? a time share in Barbados? - a condo in Hana?
These are not good people, but USERS. To become very rich in this world - crimes are commited.
Behind every great fortune there is a crime.... remember that. Be happy in the middle class. You have time, real friends, and a soul.
You will find very few souls in Telluride Aspen or Palm Springs.... fewer still in West Palm Beach. Tax laws need to be changed - to rid us of these lethal parasites
Years ago I captained a mega-yacht for a friend when he was in the hospital. It was chartered by very wealthy people when not being used by the owner. (Whom I never met, by the way.) In my experience it was about 50/50 nice people to jerks.
(The dividing lines were very extreme though.)
don't judge wealth by a cruise. Talk to their nanny or house keeper. The rich are also PHONIES>.. they pretend to be human just like us... showing their fangs to a precious few.
If you want to understand power - you have to know a nanny in Aspen, a dog walker in Palm Springs and a whore in Anguilla. They'll set you straight.
Whore in Anguilla? Don't think so. Guess you've never been there.
BTW. I said half of them were extreme a-holes. I guess they have acquired a taste for a strangers saliva in their food.
Indeed. Jerks bullies it is all the same.
Find the obscure dives, where the waitress has a few wrinkles from worrying about life, but a big authentic smile, and some locals are sitting nearby swapping fishing tales and their thoughts on politics and the state of the world.
The food might not be world class haute cuisine, but you'll have the time of your life!
Totally agree!
Some people think this is the height of fashion to be treated like dirt. I say just turn around and walk out.
Well...
My thought would be:
"How much money did you give the jerks, once they turned you into one of them?"
Maybe if being a jerk didn't pay so damn well, there would not be so many jerks.
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