I didn’t realize they were so close. That’s totally an idea you had. We should discuss it at my place tonight. Just the three of us.

Not anymore we don’t lol. I mean because he moved to the woods. Like I said.

Oh… Right… Well I wouldn’t bother with that or be surprised if he doesn’t cash his final check. With his new lifestyle and all… Sign paper work and cashing checks wouldnt be very off-grid of him. I bet he would feel like that’s a kind of a communication to the outside and he was very clear he doesn’t want to do that- actually on second thought I think he wouldn’t mind if I brought it to him in cash. I mean he doesn’t believe in worldly possessions like I said but he was a man of principle. How about just send his final check to me and Ill give him cash. That we you can still give him what he’s owed but he doesn’t have to talk to anyone or confirm his whereabouts, which again is something he does not want. That was his main problem, does not want anyone to contact or look for him. I can bring his paycheck to him in cash tho. That’s probably fine. I owe him atleast that much for keeping me fed the last two weeks-Metaphorically speaking of course ! You know how like Deb in accounting is in a way keeping food on our table. Greg’s fine. Great guy. Doesn’t want to be found.

I hate to deliver bad news which is why I didn’t speak to you directly… He was very clear that although he hated everyone he specifically mentioned hating you because he finds your calls annoying and he says your most unattractive quality is how concerned you are with the safety of others. It was pretty cold of him to say. I understand tho that you can’t help the clearly negative part of your personality so what I can do is say that anytime you want an update on Greg just ask me, and only me … so that other people don’t see how annoying you are. I’m the only one who will understand and help you. So just ask only me and I’ll tell you how Greg is doing alone in the woods. I hear he’s started a sour dough culture. He’s doing very very well.

Remember tho, only me. If you ask anyone else they will leave you, like Greg left you. So we have to keep this a secret or else everyone will hate you. I’m the only one who won’t leave you… Because I care.

I know it’s tacky to reply to my own comment but I was imagining how that conversation would go and wanted to add it here.

Coworker: wow that’s unexpected. I’m kind of shocked to hear that

Me: Greg was too. When I spoke to him he looked very very shocked… At his recent decision. Shocked but also fine … Looked very healthy… Happier than ever. He was actually so happy about is sudden decision to stop talking to all of his friends and family that he left immediately. I was like "hey Greg shouldn’t you pack a bag, or atleast take your wallet, keys, and other important items with you before you leave to the wilderness forever " but he said “no. I choose to not prepare at all because I’m no longer interested in any of my worldly possessions. All I ask is that before leaving you should touch all my knifes and various other places around my apartment. Also throw out my plastic tarp i keep in the storage closet and ask all of my previous friends to never attempt to find or contact me” of course I agreed because how could I refuse a man’s last request before he leaves permanently and immediately to live completely alone in the woods.

I’m bringing long pork. It’s my great grandfather’s recipe from his sailing days. Also Greg told me he can’t make it because he’s going off-grid for a while. He said you shouldn’t worry about him, he’s fine, but he quits because he hates all of you. He went into details but I won’t repeat them. If you try to contact him he’ll say hurtful things to you like he did to me, so don’t even try. He’s fine, he hates all of you, don’t look for him, enjoy the long pork.

That is probably correct to the phrasing of the question but I don’t think it’s correct to the spirit of the question .

If I have a billion dollars and everyone else has one dollar, I am powerful.

Time moves forward, inflation, whatever.

I have 2 billion dollars now and everyone else has 2 dollars.

Nothing has substantially changed in that scenario.

But even if we only allow me to grow:

Again I have 2 billion dollars now and everyone else still has 1 dollar.

Nothing has substantially changed.

That’s my disagreement. There is a limit. Diminished returns.

The difference between a one bathroom house and a 2 bathroom house is huge. The difference between a 20 bathroom house and a 21 bathroom house is basically meaningless.

You can only be “so” rich and people can only get “so” poor. At a certain point the change isn’t meaningful, but once you pass a a certain threshold it’s worse than meaningless. It becomes worthless

If you have all the money in the entire world and no one else has any money… The money no longer has any value at all. It then becomes pointless and valueless.

I’m not smart enough to point out the exact line. There is a line where the rich can’t be richer in a significant way. Elon musk i think is at the point. He could lose 50 billion dollars or gain 50 billion dollar tomorrow. It wouldn’t impact his life or our life.

Likewise people can only get so poor before the concept of currency breaks down completely. We kind of see a glimpse of that with credit scores. I have bad credit. I don’t care that I have bad credit. I’m not going to own a home anyway. I don’t care if a credit card company sues me because I have no liquidatable property or items. Even my wages can’t be garnished because my child support maxes that out alrwady. My debt and credit score are meaningless. Money itself can get that low as well. If the imbalance gets too far the money becomes worthless.

There is absolutely a limit. There is a line.

I love that part of the internet.

Kinda like “guy code”

“Was said he was with you last night”

"Yep, all night. Cleaned the spark plugs in my car and drained the blinker fluid. Couldn’t have done it without him "

But instead it’s “parent code”

“Yeah fortnight is closed. They close it so everyone can get a good night’s sleep and be ready for the morning!”

I was going to tell a personal story about telling my son McDonald’s was closed when I was broke or in a hurry but it reminded me of another cute store.

My son broke his arm in a McDonald’s once. Hyper extended his elbow. Got a couple pins.

Anyway a year or so later they completely remodeled that McDonald’s.

We drove by the demolished building during the remodel and my son shouted “that’s what you get for breaking my arm! Who’s broken now!”

Adorable vengeance served adorably cold.