Following the Money

Illustration: “Because so much money creeps into my sack, the whole world climbs into my hole” (1568), Jan Wierix



Traditionally, throughout history, the rich have robbed the poor. This is so deeply accepted as a norm, that a greed-crazed billionaire will characterize helping the poor as "criminal".



There are no U.S. laws that contain the footnote: "Super-wealthy individuals may ignore this."



If I had more wealth than anyone in the world, and if I also wanted people to admire and respect me, I would provide food for the hungry and medicine for the sick. I would repair bridges and roads. I would build affordable housing.

On the other hand, if I had all that wealth and wanted to make people hate me, while attracting the admiration of sadists and criminals, I'd cut off supplies of food and medicine to babies and others who really need it. I would build only projects that were flashy and ego-pumping.

How we really choose to use the resources that are available to us tells more about our value as human beings than any speeches, slogans, or promises we speak.



Eat the rich, and you feed your family for a day.

Tax the rich, and you feed them for life.



Bond Villains


When people compare someone to a "Bond villain," they may be thinking of Auric Goldfinger, the main baddie of both the novel and the film bearing his name.

Goldfinger is an extremely wealthy man whose obsession with acquiring more money prompts him to cheat at golf and at cards. In particular, he loves gold, and constantly plots to get more of it. There is no limit to the crimes Goldfinger is willing to commit in pursuit of his goal. He plans to murder everyone at Fort Knox as part of his scheme to steal the entire U.S. gold reserve.

Goldfinger's vices do not include smoking or drinking, but he does pay for sex. His kink is that he likes a woman to be covered in gold paint so that he can feel that he is making love to gold.

Bond villains often seem cartoonish. They live in a world of sci-fi gadgets and over-the-top displays of opulence. Unlike Batman's villains, they typically do not sport costumes, makeup and caricatured personas that would be likely to bring them to public attention as insane if they existed in the real world. Nevertheless, their sanity may be in question as they expend vast resources of time, money, and hired help on personal obsessions and maniacal quests.

While many Bond villains are involved in political intrigue, often as agents for Russia or for terrorist organizations seeking world domination, wealth and greed are recurring themes. The villains may need money to support their causes, but often they are already rich and powerful, motivated by the desire for even more wealth and power. Sometimes they are seeking revenge.

Bond villains tend to have sadistic personalities, and may waste time for the sake of indulging in acts of physical or mental cruelty. Their vengeance is generally out of proportion to the original offense.

Lyutsifer Safin, from the film No Time to Die, is a chemist whose main motive is to get revenge on the organization that killed his family. He carries this to extremes by killing individuals uninvolved in the original murder, and becomes willing to kill millions of innocent people, ostensibly as a way of preventing future terrorist organizations from forming. He commands a large security force on a private island and appears to have nearly unlimited financial resources. Like most Bond villains, he seeks world domination.

Another aspiring world dominator, Emilo Largo, from both the novel and film Thunderball, is a leader of a criminal organization. He enjoys an upscale lifestyle, hobnobbing with socialites, and uses a private yacht in his crimes. His plan is to steal nuclear weapons and use the threat of destroying cities to intimidate world leaders into compliance with his demand for a huge payout.

Bond villains couldn't do what they do without the assistance of henchmen. These are usually powerful bodyguards, but may also be co-conspirators, double agents, technology experts, or seductive women. The henchmen may be motivated by personal loyalty to the villain, a shared vision of world domination, or a fat paycheck. Or maybe they are just nasty guys who like doing evil things.

James Bond always destroys the villains in the end. He has plenty of help - from his fellow British agents, from old pals in the CIA, from the villain's own colleagues who have a change of heart, or from good luck and fortunate timing. Perhaps our inclination to characterize certain adversaries as Bond villains reflects the powerful hope that we, too, can be assured of vanquishing them in the end.

 

The Sidewalks of New York

This would have been around 1995 or 1996. Danny's soon-to-be-ex-wife was explaining why she loved New York more than she loved him. She said that one sunny day she was out walking on the street, and she saw a handsome young man on roller blades headed her way. He passed her with a big smile on his face, and she realized it was JFK Jr.

I didn't tell her about all the times in L.A. that I had encountered celebrities at the mall, at grocery stores, or in restaurants. That wasn't really the point. In her mind, New York was vibrant and exciting, full of possibilities, always surprising. She didn't understand that many people would have described Los Angeles exactly the same way. Her career was just beginning, and she didn't want to start over in a new town. In the meantime, all of Danny's career opportunities were in L.A.

So, Danny moved to California and his wife stayed in Manhattan. I think she kept their apartment. He started a new relationship with a lovely woman and kept on pursuing his career in the entertainment industry. All his possibilities ended when leukemia took his life.

The ex-wife went on to have exactly the successful career she wanted. I don't know anything else about her, but I imagine she still enjoys her walks.

 

Random Thoughts

Image from an alchemical manuscript by an unknown author, ca. 1725



Sadists will not protect us.



It's amazing to see how many infectious disease specialists and Constitutional scholars have suddenly become aviation experts.



I want an app like Shazam, but for faces.



We are the descendants of the survivors.



Even the Twilight Zone never had an episode when all the criminals were turned loose and all the law enforcers were fired.



If I had marched into US government offices with some buddies and taken over the computer system, my friends and I would be sitting in jail right now.



 

Reliable Health Information

"The Bad Doctors" (1892), James Ensor

Now that we can't trust the CDC or any other U.S. government-controlled agencies to give us reliable information, consider using websites in other countries.
Some other alternatives are private hospitals and clinics. The biggest hospital in your region probably has a good website with lots of information. Also, look into the websites of The Cleveland Clinic, Mayo Clinic, and MD Anderson Cancer Center.

 

Will You Love Me Tomorrow?

"Opera Reminiscences: Desdemona and Othello" (1829), William Heath

"Love at first sight" happens, but is it effective as the basis for a long-term relationship?

The first time my grandfather saw my grandmother in the schoolyard, he said, "That's my girl!" They married a few years later, and were together for life.

I had a teacher in elementary school who married her husband the day they met. At the time she told us her story, they had been married 15 years.

I know a couple who married just two weeks after meeting. They are still happily together 30 years later.

Hubby and I felt instantly connected the night we met. That was 40 years ago.



 

Random Thoughts

Illustration: "Dante and Beatrice before the Light." (ca 1450), Giovanni di Paolo di Grazia




I knew some guys who had a garage band, but they didn't have a garage, so they rehearsed in someone's living room. They couldn't think of a name for the band, so they jokingly called themselves the Living Room Four. I misunderstood, thinking they had said Living Room Floor. I still think they should have used that name.



One of my high school teachers told us that the best way to improve our writing was to write something every day. I write every day. I don't know if my writing is getting better, but it is getting easier.



There were things I worried about in elementary school. I worried about failing an arithmetic test. I worried about wetting my pants. I worried that lunch in the cafeteria would be disgusting. I didn't worry that my friends and their families would be dragged from their homes and sent to another country.



In college, I took a class called Journalism 101. The teacher was adamant about knowing how to ask good questions at a press conference. Nobody in the White House press corps ever took that class.



Remember Me

Toward the end of her life, my grandmother had difficulty recognizing familiar people. One afternoon, her sister came for a visit, and they had a long conversation about the good old days. Later, Grandma commented, "That woman sure knew a lot about my sister!"

On another occasion, the whole extended family was at a party (someone's birthday, I think). Hubby and I were talking to Grandma. Suddenly, as she looked at him, her face lit up with recognition. "You're Bob!" she exclaimed.

"That's right," he agreed.

Then she turned to me with a smile. "And you're Bob's wife," she said.

Yep.