"Oh..."
After eating, he lost interest in napping and went to take a look at
Martin's drawings. In a short period of time he found himself
explaining global finance to the youngster. By translating the
terminology to someone with out sophistication or guile, Royal found
himself understanding what he explained for the first time in his
career.
...
"Well, if what you say is true, and a billion dollars is only a tiny amount
to the people who count...and the central bankers can invent money
when the people who really count want it, then you got to lose more
money, like a gazillion...then you'll count too"
Royal looked dumbfounded at the lad poised over his drawing of a
train and rocket ship. "Yeah ... like maybe a trillion..."
"Or a gazillion," Martin added
"Or a gazillion"
"That way they have to help you out, right?"
"Right." Royal nodded wondering what it would take to increase his
fund's risk exposure by a factor of one thousand.
****************
Phoulish Money had immediately become concerned by his
attachment of the cinderblock. If he were to eventually drown it
would be in the surf near shore. Even his addled brain was able to see
that this would be another vision of humiliation; his ass bobbling a
few feet from land. Believing that his internal constipation would
provide enough weight he released the cinderblock and rode a rip
current out toward the deep green.
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