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It's funny - I followed the link to the SF newspaper article about the yacht and I thought to myself "I bet the comments are class warfare stuff about expensive yachts." Sure enough, the very first comment is someone complaining about the excesses of the rich.
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Captain Obviousness
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2008-10-23 14:45
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And here's the quote now:
"Doesn't it tick you off just a little bit that this Perkins guy spent about 200 million bucks on an ego trip, while you're losing your house, can't pay the phone bill, and the kids don't have new shoes."
Jesus! I'd heard times were hard in Zimbabwae, but I had no idea they were this bad! Certainly sounds like a pretty tragic story. But let's get to the heart of it:
"Well, folks, that's what ya get when you live in a capitalist economy that caters only to the rich."
Oh, he was talking about us. Well, jeez -- if that's the case, it's hard to believe we'd put up with such a travesty, isn't it? It strikes me that poor people need caterers, too, and if we need to pass laws to keep these professionials from catering only to the rich, then so be it.
"Just imagine if Perkins had a scintilla of humanitarian conscience and had donated those 200 million to worthy causes."
Like -- just as a guess -- ACORN and the Obama campaign?
"Dream on, America!"
Well, at least we got that little issue settled.
Then, in an outrageous display of rampant ideology, some nutcase responds to him with this:
"Work a little harder brother. This is the only country in the world where a regular joe like you has the opportunity to get rich, legally."
Pretty nervy, huh? I'm sure he meant to say it was the only country in the world "where you can blissfully suck off the government teat from cradle to grave." I hope he doesn't mind my mild editorialization.
And now check out these yokels. Sheesh. Some people really don't know their place, huh?
"Looks like something out of a James Bond movie!"
"I want to know how long it will be in the Bay!!"
"If you have a lot of money, spend it... that spreads it around."
"I saw that boat in St. Barts last year, it is an amazing boat."
"damn i wish i was going to be in town to see this beautiful boat."
"As long as Perkins made his money fair and square (not like Wall St.) he is entitled to it."
"That is a very pretty boat, perhaps a bit "over the top" for some."
"Perkins went to MIT and HBS and is obviously a smart guy. He made his money and has the right to do whatever he wants with it."
"Little girls watch Cinderella and dream - I watch the Maltese Falcon and dream."
Don't these simpletons understand they have a San Francisco stereotype to live up to?? Why, if this kind of stuff kept up, people would start thinking people from SF were just regular ol' people. That would only shatter the entire space-time continuum, so I'm putting an end to it right now. The world will never know how close it came to vanishing.
You know, that's the first good news I've heard in weeks. Your post, obviously, not the fire. Though without the fire, your post would never have occurred. Damn, now I'm depressed again...
While jogging at Ala Moana Beach Park a few weeks ago, I was watching this boat sailing off of Honolulu. Very light winds, so she wasn't moving very fast. Interesting to watch her maneuver, it's all automatic. They don't have to reset or trim the sails, the whole mast turns. She's square-rigged; at the time I was wondering how well she sails against the wind, since I've heard the old square riggers in the 1800s often had a hard time tacking and would instead wear about to change the set of the sails to the other side. When I was watching the Maltese Falcon, she was either on a broad reach or running before the wind.