There’s enlightened self-interest.
And then there’s greed.
If you imagined that there was a self-interest organ (and I think they have found a brain chemical that correlates to aquisitiveness) then greed would be like a viral infection of that organ, pumping out more toxins that further inflame the organ, weakening it, and allowing the viral infection to proceed.
Anyhow… I think the metaphor/simile section of my brain is inflamed.
As I explained when I posted the previous version of this song, it was smack dab in the middle of the Greed Is Good Era that this song was written. It should be noted that I’m a businessman, myself, and don’t think there’s anything wrong with making money in fair transactions. I think sensible self-interest is good. It’s what separates the ants from the grasshoppers, I guess.
That said, there’s nothing I like better than doin’ a little fiddlin’ on a late autumn afternoon.
previous AYoS version (Nov. 16)
Gospel of Greed
It’s the Gospel of Greed
used to call it the Age of Me
but it isn’t just I
Honey, it’s them and thee
Now it’s natural to want to
take care of yourself
but when you take too much
you steal from someone else
and if you think they’re gonna take it lying down
you must be some kinda politician or TV-preacher clown
riding around in your Mercedes Benz
givin money to hookers and screwing your friends
I don’t care if the Eskimos freeze
long as they don’t sneeze on me
I don’t care if the starving survive
long as they don’t try to make a feast of a slice of my pie
(C)1990, TK Major