Cash is fine, but we must always keep in mind what it is, which is a promise to pay something to the person holding the cash. So when one seeks cash, one should keep in mind why one is trying to acquire it. It's flattering to be promised things and maybe millions of things or services, like being a child surrounded by millions of Santa Clauses waiting to do the bidding of the person holding the cash and competing with each other to do more biddings at a lower bid than the others.
Having cash could even be an occupational hazard, as supplicants ply one with comestibles and succulency and tempting pleasures. Imagine if one indulged too readily. One could get a corpulent tummy which would not remind one of one's youthful vigour. One would even have to defer visiting a health practitioner to monitor one's state of health after returning to Hong Kong after indulging excessively in French degustations galore. Speaking of which, I shall now go for a calorie burning walk along the high street. I'm a sucker for mangoes, strawberries, nectarines, blackberries, sweet-smoked mackerel, corn, orange juice, camembert ...which are stashed in my fridge and some of them now in the corpulence department.
Perhaps a monkish ascetic existence would be too tight a rein on hedonistic indulgence, but a fine balance between aesthetic and ascetic is vital.
Pardon granted.
Mqurice |
