You're right, Zuckerberg didn't spend thousands of hours coding facebook. He just thought of this great social networking idea and, POOF, it happened. No brains were required at all.....it's just a wonder why Dalmation didn't come up with this wonderful wealth creating concept himself first? PS I am perfectly happy being a 'worker', daytrading is a very stimulating endeavor and the pay ain't half bad ya dig
The great irony inherent to this topic is anyone who worships you as a celebrity is not worthy of your time, respect, or care. Thus seeking celebrity is a paradoxical endeavor. It is likely only enlightened minds will truly understand what I am getting at here, but if you find yourself lost don't worry, you have plenty of company.
So true. I have never really been fascinated with other people. When I was a kid, Arnold Schwarzenegger was in town and at a local store shopping for some Texas souvenirs. Everyone was staring at him. I just walked up to him and said hi. Same deal when Sandra Bullock happened to go bowling at the lane next to mine in Austin at a random bowling alley. Just waved and said hi and went back to bowling. Was at the admirals club a few months back and Hillary Swank was there. I was at the bar and just nodded at her and kept drinking my free beer. I figure that celebrities probably get tired of being worshiped. Based on interviews, there are a few I think I would probably like to know or hang out with. But just as a person. Thats all anyone is.. a person. If I saw some other random people get interviewed, there are probably a few in that mix I would like to hang out with also.
I would like the life of King Salomon. Wealthy and wise beyond measure or comparison, and infinitely miserable before his death.
Recently I was palling around with a very tall and very good looking woman... people said we made a great looking couple, I got admiring looks everywhere we went... by myself I don't get those looks, it was just magic that happened when we were together... it felt good... if fame and wealth could translate to an experience that made me feel that good it would be a good thing... otoh my more recent gf gave me some pain meds that made me feel nearly that good though.. but the staggering and risk of arrest kind of worked against the whole experience... and the nausea, wow...
For me I'd want no one at all to know I was worth 100M. I'd also want to be an anonymous donor to people in my area who are in need. The kind of people who have busted their asses to make it, and still could not; the kind of people who have lost their homes due to fire, or predatory banks; the kind of people with a spouse killed fighting for our Country, and just can't make ends meet. I'd like to be able to annonymously give them a helping hand. What a feeling that would be to do this every week! Wow!