money
what a wonderful gift, I now have for the world.
instead of sitting here dwelling on what evil things I’m accomplishing every time the Amex swipes to earn me a few scattered AirMiles, I can think, what empowerment. what joy I can bring to the world if I only put this economic power to good use.
if only I had the ability, the time, the friends and the deterimination to solve the unsolveable. to find economic development opportunities for rural Saskatchewan that meet the strictest of my strict criteria: to find jobs for people without, to find environmental protection in a hospitable climate, to find social justice in a racially-divided world. if only, we say…
alas, I can’t count on friends or foes in the business world, yet. I need to find them, for they are certainly saviors in their own right if they can actually accomplish such things.
such is the woes, and the whoas, of having money.
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