The high cost of exploits
For some lockdown has just been a never-ending slew of bad decisions. People ate more, smoked more, drank more… exercised less. My bad decision was that I started playing Hearthstone again. (Okay, I might have done all those other things as well)
I can’t remember what I paid for the new expansion, €69.99 maybe? In any event, I should have rather taken that money and burned it. The brief flickering of joy as the C6H10O and trace amounts aluminum chloride flared out of existence would have provided me with more utility than this rage inducing financial death spiral of a game.
I did screenshot this though. At some point (if you’re playing the story line) you go up against… I want to say a ‘zombie-banker’… in any event, I liked the little quote on the bottom of her card.
exploit your finances, won’t finance your exploits
It made me smile. ‘God(s) how true is this’, I mused to myself. Moments later the game would tempt me to frizbee my iPad across the room (and into a wall) and so this moment of goodwill was fleeting at best.
Having been on the entrepreneurship lark for the last… eh, *counts on fingers* two decades (I’m rounding up) I’ve developed a serious distain for the banking profession and the sycophantic dregs of society that take up this particular métier.
Which, I suppose might surprise people, that I have such a vehement dislike for these feign-financiers fu… fumaroles (I desperately wanted to alliterate). I am after all, a firm adherent of Capitalism.
(Truth be told I am generally more congenial towards the bacterium that congregate in that tiny bit of water at the bottom of my toilet brush holder than these oxygen thieves)
It’s not so much what they do that grinds me. It’s how they do it. And how deep the tendrils go. And maybe having to deal with the foot soldiers of these bloated organizations that I find so soul destroying.
The fact that these neolithic monstrosities haven’t been disrupted yet is yet another testament to their unholy alliance with my other (regular) grudge match, the much maligned ‘government’. (Don’t get me started on the financial crisis and the bailouts).
These guys don’t play by the same rulebook as everyone else. And tacitly as least, apparently we as a society are okay with that. While I’m not a fan of equal outcomes I do like equal(ish) playing fields.
Obviously playing fields where I benefit from nepotism and an auspicious birth into a wealthy nuclear family are still preferable. But you know… equalish for everyone else.