Suppose you get 2000 (dollars, pounds, euros) a month and by the end of the month there's 200 left. The 1800 is now in the hands of the bank or housing company, insurance companies, a telecomprovider, a streaming company, that nice guy from your favourite falafel stand, the supermarket and whatnot. Right? In short: money you had is now owed by someone else.
You may have less money now, but at least you have some actual friends. It must be hard to walk into a room and the conversations fall flat while everyone just smiles at you awkwardly. If they smile at you at all.
Elon Musk had over 400 billion dollars. After he appointed himself the head of a non-existing US government department he has some 300 billion left. Where did 100 billion dollars of Musk's money go to? Answer: nowhere because it never existed.
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The story of Elon Musk and his fall from grace reminds me of the tale of The Emperor's New Clothes: he only has all this splendor and grandeur as long as people tell him he has. Until a little boy yelled out: "He is naked!"
In the case of the most famous South African since Nelson Mandela he only gets (he never actually earned anything. Except scorn and contempt) money in government handouts and bank loans as long as there are people believing he has billions in colletaral. The sad fact is: Elon's imaginary stockpile of money is evaporating faster than a cotton shirt in a nucleair blast.
Once I believed the stories Elon told of being a self made man, working hard to reach the top, all the while being a nerd. Then holes in his stories started to appear that called him out as a liar. And I felt sorry for him. Than he showed his true colours and he turned out to be a lying fascist. And I stopped feeling sorry for him.
Now I realise it's not surprising that he doesn't have friends. Apparently Elon's dad hates him too and always preferred his brother Kimbal, a normal person. Fun fact: Kimbal Musk's wife used to be married to Skin, the lady from the band Skunk Anansie. Oh, and Elon's brother is a philantropist. For wappies: that's a difficult word that means he knows empathy. For instance: he put some of the millions he made with Zip2 into investments in sustainable agriculture and education.
In short: the main difference between Elon and Kimbal Musk is that the first advertises himself as savior, while the latter actually helps people and the planet.
But Elon's sister is their father's darling; daddy Musk loves his daughter só much, he got her pregnant. Twice. Okay, she's his former stepdaughter, the biological daughter of his ex. Would you date your partner's child from a previous relationship?
Probably only his mother loves Elon. Not surprising she loves someone who loves to lie to look rich and populair, considering she is close friends with a fake blonde who stole from a children's cancer charity (Ivanka Trump) and an actual Chinese spy who once dated an actual dictator before she left him for a right wing media mogul (Wendi Murdoch).
If you could choose: would you rather be a virtual, fascist billionaire or a likable person who actually worked for their money and has real life friends?
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