1 year in prison for 1 year as a billionaire?? (1 Viewer)

The premise is not very clear. "Living like a billionaire" and "getting whatever/travel wherever/doing whatever for nothing" aren't the same thing.

Buying whatever for nothing? Does that mean I will be granted use of everything I want at no cost?

Doing whatever for nothing, what do you mean by that? Can I kill people and never be charged? Can I start in Hamilton?
Aren't you just a buzzkill
 
Is this like cushy white collar federal prison or state prison?

Just kidding. Fork no. I’ll keep my freedom and life as a poor. Jail is horrible.
 
Is this like cushy white collar federal prison or state prison?

Just kidding. Fork no. I’ll keep my freedom and life as a poor. Jail is horrible.

One year should not be so bad. At least from what I've heard, you keep your head down, don't gamble or intentionally piss anyone off, and you should be OK. This "you must kick someone's a$$ the first day" is pretty much BS.
 
yes. With the right attitude actually both circumstances can benefit you. If I had unlimited reading resources in prison. I have always been impressed with the way some people deal with circumstances like that. Nelson Mandela realized they could not incarcerate his inner world and developed all of his attitudes toward life and even his captors in prison. I would use the Billion to fit all of my world traveling into one year. Heck, I could probably learn a couple of languages to enrich my upcoming world travel. In the two years I think I would come out a far more rounded person.

Long Walk to Freedom is one of my favorite Biography's (perhaps my very favorite Autobiography)
 
The real question is if you do good deeds for others does it stay?

For instance if you took your year trying to change the world would that go poof at the end?

Or is it just driving, eating, screwing, travel, and sleeping? I'd it is I would say no.

If I could make a positive change in the world hell yeah!
 
Rush: Losing It

The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory
The echoes of old applause
She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door
The writer stares with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage
Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more
Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for
For you, the blind who once could see
Bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for thee
Signals, 1982 baby!! Great tune!! Seen Rush live like 20 times. Anyway, I wouldn't do it. 1 year in jail for 5 years as a billionaire, probably so.
 
Hell yes....I would buy so many favors during the year that I could live like a king cashing them in when I got out of prison
 
This, but we do it with actual billionaires for every billion they have.
 

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