The Needy Rich
Some friends offered to take us to a nice family steak house for dinner. I declined.
“No,” I said. “I couldn’t possibly enjoy having dinner in a nice family steak house while so many needy rich are having to forego their Las Vegas junkets this year, missing out on lavish hotel stays, spa treatments, meals out of the Arabian Nights, and private concerts in the Bahamas. Blam! Life changes, just like that!
“Haven’t you heard that some of these guys, after all their hard work for unqualified borrowers, are getting cut off at half a million? By what right do the taxpayers determine their worth, just because they’re unfortunate and need a bailout? Some of them aren’t even getting new private jets this year!
“I just couldn’t do it. Why don’t you guys come over for Sloppy Joes?”
So far, no word.
I imagine those friends are still wrangling with their consciences in the stunning light of your selfless example.