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To: Elroy Jetson who wrote (29657)	5/9/2005 4:57:03 AM
From: shades	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 116555

I see you have lost objectivity - my grandfather grew his own oranges, people sometimes offered him things for them, he did not want what they had, he had just enough oranges for him and his family and made no extra. During the depression some people starved, all the gold they had meant nothing to my grandfather because he needed oranges and corn to stay alive, not gold, and he only made enough to feed himself and my mom and my uncles, and this really hit the richies in the city hard I feel, they could not understand why this dirt poor farmer was not giving away a simple orange or stalk of corn for very old and valuable gold coins - what a fool my grandfather was. What was it you said about Lenin? Why didn't those dumb russian farmers give the city folk food for gold? You must be missing my point - because you just argued my case and made my point for me. There are times when gold will not save you, my grandfather taught me this well. All the gold in babylon did not buy 1 orange from my grandfather, he was offered cars, houses, daughters, gold, you name it, he had all he needed and people around him starved to death clutching thier gold that they hid from the gubbment - hehe. classicauthors.net The Miser And His Gold Once upon a time there was a Miser who used to hide his gold at the foot of a tree in his garden; but every week he used to go and dig it up and gloat over his gains. A robber, who had noticed this, went and dug up the gold and decamped with it. When the Miser next came to gloat over his treasures, he found nothing but the empty hole. He tore his hair, and raised such an outcry that all the neighbours came around him, and he told them how he used to come and visit his gold. "Did you ever take any of it out?" asked one of them. "Nay," said he, "I only came to look at it." "Then come again and look at the hole," said a neighbour; "it will do you just as much good." "Wealth Unused Might As Well Not Exist."