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Our world would be a much better place
if human existence were not all about money ...
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The money, the magical money ... the magic of money ...
which drains everything from our souls, our bodies, and our lives.
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Our world would be a much better place
if human existence were not all about money ...
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The money, the magical money ... the magic of money ...
which drains everything from our souls, our bodies, and our lives.
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Abba - Money, Money, Money
Lyrics
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I work all night, I work all day to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad?
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad?
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
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Abba - Money, Money, Money
Lyrics
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I work all night, I work all day to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad?
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad?
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
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Rich get richer as they ride shamelessly over rights, and equality;
remorseless profiteers, reaping their lust for gold,
reduce the rabble to rats in a maze of debt.
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Rich get richer as they ride shamelessly over rights, and equality;
remorseless profiteers, reaping their lust for gold,
reduce the rabble to rats in a maze of debt.
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Money
“Money doesn’t grow on trees”
that familiar refrain from parent to child
rings sharp today,
clear as church bells calling us to pray.
But money does grow from labor,
from the undervaluation labor - of yours or mine.
Money expresses itself
in treasures far beyond what any human
could ever consume in a lifetime ...
money that grows money,
incrementally, endlessly.
Our world rewards capital ownership,
not labor ...
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“Money doesn’t grow on trees”
that familiar refrain from parent to child
rings sharp today,
clear as church bells calling us to pray.
But money does grow from labor,
from the undervaluation labor - of yours or mine.
Money expresses itself
in treasures far beyond what any human
could ever consume in a lifetime ...
money that grows money,
incrementally, endlessly.
Our world rewards capital ownership,
not labor ...
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Venezuela's Money
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Dumpster Full of Dirty Fiat (Venezuelan Bolivars)
Attendees at the Bitcoin 2021 Conference in Miami, Florida on June 5, 2021
discover a large dumpster loaded with dirty fiat currency.
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Venezuela's Money
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Dumpster Full of Dirty Fiat (Venezuelan Bolivars)
Attendees at the Bitcoin 2021 Conference in Miami, Florida on June 5, 2021
discover a large dumpster loaded with dirty fiat currency.
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The Money
The coins are dull, the bills are stained,
With stories of where they've remained.
It grows not just from honest labor's toil,
But from a deeper, much fouler soil.
The undervaluation of the weak,
The hushed-up promise none shall speak.
It buys a silence, builds a wall,
And dooms the innocent to fall.
It drips from walls in mansions grand,
While children starve across the land.
It purchases the finest things,
Ignoring the suffering that it brings.
For every Persian rug displayed,
A heavy, moral price is paid.
The cash is laundered, scrubbed and dried,
In sterile banks, where sins can hide.
For wealth acquired through a lie,
Casts a dark shadow on the sky.
This money can't buy peace,
Nor grant the troubled mind release.
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The Money
The coins are dull, the bills are stained,
With stories of where they've remained.
It grows not just from honest labor's toil,
But from a deeper, much fouler soil.
The undervaluation of the weak,
The hushed-up promise none shall speak.
It buys a silence, builds a wall,
And dooms the innocent to fall.
It drips from walls in mansions grand,
While children starve across the land.
It purchases the finest things,
Ignoring the suffering that it brings.
For every Persian rug displayed,
A heavy, moral price is paid.
The cash is laundered, scrubbed and dried,
In sterile banks, where sins can hide.
For wealth acquired through a lie,
Casts a dark shadow on the sky.
This money can't buy peace,
Nor grant the troubled mind release.
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What Papa Taught Me
Save, don't spend
The good times will end.
Extravagance, for fools
Frugality rules.
A penny saved
A penny earned.
A dollar wasted Independence spurned ...
Inflation, deflation ...
Whatever the situation
Cash is the King.
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What Papa Taught Me
Save, don't spend
The good times will end.
Extravagance, for fools
Frugality rules.
A penny saved
A penny earned.
A dollar wasted Independence spurned ...
Inflation, deflation ...
Whatever the situation
Cash is the King.
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America
I want to be paid in Silver.
I wish to be paid in Gold.
Understand our fiat Dollars,
Are not being backed by Gold.
Printing money from thin Air.
It's really getting Old.
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America
I want to be paid in Silver.
I wish to be paid in Gold.
Understand our fiat Dollars,
Are not being backed by Gold.
Printing money from thin Air.
It's really getting Old.
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Lady On the Church Steps
I had seen her before in the spring and summer.
The homeless lady sitting on the church steps.
She would ask for help from people going into the church.
She mostly was given spare change and occasionally a dollar or two.
No matter how small the amount given, she would give a genuine smile and say thank you.
The last time I saw her was a December around Christmas.
It was very cold and she was shivering in a tattered, light weight coat.
She began to walk toward me and I could see that she was very frail.
I hurried to her. I was afraid that her legs might fail.
Seeing her that way, the terrible reality of her suffering,
struck me to the core I gave her all the money that I had with me that day.
She was surprised and said I want to give you a gift.
I will tell you my real name.
Realizing this was the only thing of real value that she had left, I hesitated.
She smiled, hugged me, and then whispered Linda into my ear.
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After that day, I never saw her again and couldn’t find out what happened to her.
But, I will never forget Linda and her most perfect Christmas gift.
Dedicated to Linda
Lady On the Church Steps
I had seen her before in the spring and summer.
The homeless lady sitting on the church steps.
She would ask for help from people going into the church.
She mostly was given spare change and occasionally a dollar or two.
No matter how small the amount given, she would give a genuine smile and say thank you.
The last time I saw her was a December around Christmas.
It was very cold and she was shivering in a tattered, light weight coat.
She began to walk toward me and I could see that she was very frail.
I hurried to her. I was afraid that her legs might fail.
Seeing her that way, the terrible reality of her suffering,
struck me to the core I gave her all the money that I had with me that day.
She was surprised and said I want to give you a gift.
I will tell you my real name.
Realizing this was the only thing of real value that she had left, I hesitated.
She smiled, hugged me, and then whispered Linda into my ear.
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After that day, I never saw her again and couldn’t find out what happened to her.
But, I will never forget Linda and her most perfect Christmas gift.
Dedicated to Linda
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Stingy Money Habits
https://www.kiplinger.com/slideshow/spending/t065-s001-
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In 2015, wages were finally increased.
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https://www.kiplinger.com/slideshow/spending/t065-s001-
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In 2015, wages were finally increased.
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