Scott Adams writes for the Wall Street Journal,
My period of greatest creative output was during my corporate years, when every meeting felt like a play date with coma patients. I would sit in long meetings, pretending to pay attention while writing computer code in my mind and imagining the anatomically inspired nicknames I would assign to my boss after I won the lottery.
He concludes,
All I’m saying is that if you someday find yourself in a movie titled “The Hangover Part III,” that’s a good time to sell all of your stocks and invest in gold.
I think we’re there.
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“In my imagination I also invented a belt that would allow me to fly and had special permission from Congress to urinate like a bird wherever I wanted.”
Years ago I got to go aboard the “Doomsday” E-4B aircraft which was shadowing President Reagan on one of his international visits. A Navy staffer took us through the modified 747, designed to survive a nuclear war and stay airborne with POTUS and national command authorities as long as necessary. I asked what was the limiting factor for staying aloft, expecting to hear something about engine maintenance or crew sustenance. Instead, the Commander explained that due to FAA restrictions they were not configured to dump human waste. So when the toilets are full they would have to land somewhere and have them serviced.
Hahahaha! That’s freaking awesome!
Why is this being endorsed here? The last line is taken very much out of context: The whole thing comes off eerily similar to Galbraith’s theory of our society being “overly affluent.”
A piece simply pining for the good old days. Henry Hazlitt made similar complaints in “Thinking as a Science”, which is a good, free read. http://mises.org/resources/3456/Thinking-As-A-Science
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