You have to think that this Re-Depression is the great equalizer.
Now rich and poor are all on government assistance, I mean what is a bailout but welfare? Where I don't think that those "Golden Parachute" boys of banking are putting their utility bills in their children's names, it might not be long before they come to acquire the very refined ghetto palate that will have them appreciating a good ol' fashioned government grill cheese sandwich. We might be seeing a few of them on the subway in their wear worn tailored suits and hand-made Italian shoes soliciting donations:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to bother, you my name is Chadburn Montgomery Talbort III, you might not knowit by looking at me now but and I went to Yale, was a trader on Wall Street and then became the CFO of a fortune 500 company. I lived on York avenue, had a house in the Hamptons and vacationed in St. Barts, but now that's all gone. My wife and children are reduced to buying off the rack and I myself have lost my expense account. If you could spare anything 5, 10, 50 million dollars I would be so appreciative. As we speak my wife's lips are deflating and her forehead is starting to wrinkle. Since we could not afford our annual family trip to St. Barts and I cannot afford a spray tan, as you can see I am fading. Please, any thing at all, a car service, a coupon to the spa anything at all, God Bless..."
It is far harder to have had and have to break, then to have been broke all along!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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