One thing that has baffled me for a long time is this desire people have to earn massive amounts of money.
I’m not talking about a reasonable living wage, rather the obscene amounts that bankers, politicians and The Plank fight over.
Take for example this latest claptrap about Doherty becoming the boss of AIB, and the government saying he isn’t allowed a salary of over €500,000. The poor chap has had to take a drop of €133,000.
But what the fuck does anyone want even half a million a year for? That is nearly ten thousand a week. That is €1,300 plus change a day. How do you spend that? What use is it?
He could afford to buy a new car every fortnight?
He could afford to buy a new house every six months?
How does anyone need €1,300 every day to survive? What the fuck does he spend it on? I can live quite happily [if a little frugally] on that much in a month, yet he needs it every day?
Is it purely a status thing, that he can brag down at the golf club that he is on half a mil a year? Is he going to save it all so he can die a very wealthy corpse?
We all need to eat and drink. A good diet will cost no more than a hundred a week? We all need shelter, and the more fortunate of us have that, but even renting a reasonable kip will cost around a grand or two a month? A car to get us from A to B won’t cost more than twenty or thirty grand? A really good holiday shouldn’t cost more than five grand? So, adding that lot up, one would have change out of €100,000, but I’ll be generous, and allow for a couple of pints a week, and say €150,000. And that is allowing for a brand new car every year, and no trade in.
I could live a very extravagant lifestyle on €150,000 a year. So extravagant, that I would probably be uncomfortable with it, yet this bloke reckons he is worth four times that?
Forget swine flu.
Worry about affluenza.