Money, Power and Pussy

I was watching ‘STRETCH’ when I heard Karros (who is a fire starter and a billionaire) talk to Stretch about money, power and pussy. Any sane man (fire starter naught) will aim towards the three. Stretch was kind of not into the fire starter thingy and easily found out ways of giving Karros a wide berth since he had ulterior motives while Stretch is straight.

Stretch, a former gambler and cocaine addict ran into trouble with his boss who was fast losing business to a rival business enfranchise. 

Stretch is a Limo driver and his nemesis, Boris- a driver who tows vehicles, is also hot on heels looking for chance to pin him down due to a previous altercation. Stretch is however to witty for the giant who appears to be more brawny than brainy. The movie is full of suspense mid section but there is a major goof is when it becomes fictitious especially where Stretch reclaims the taxi limo from Boris who was towing it away. 

Trust Stretch to pull stunts that are unimagined. When he dropped a senior policeman who lent him his badge, he went ahead and used the badge to get money from an FBI agent who thought he was serving in the disciplined forces having been sent by Karros to collect the bait money.

Luckily, upon receipt of the money he was sent, he stumbles upon his former girlfriend Candace who he deceives he is no longer a taxi driver but a baller. He hires one of those guys who park vehicles for 40 bucks to make Candace jealous of his new found affluence in life as he was ushered back left into the limo much to her chagrin.     

This reminds me of the Wolf of Wall Street, a movie that showcases how money can give a person power and pussy. One of the professor in back in campus told us to watch it to get the gist of stoke brokerage as opposed to the debauchery, sex and use of hard drugs. We watched it because we loved rebellion, the movie having been banned and censured by the film commission and because of the scenes that every sane man likes viewing. 

If you are a broke ass nigger, you never will be content if you aim towards having either of the two, power and pussy. Money begets the two. Even among the gay male, money talks, unless you are the screwed. That is the reason why Jordan Belfort worked smartly to elevate his stoke brokerage firm from grass to grace then back to grass. Belfort ,having been sacked from the firm he initiallly worked for, became ingenuous and came up with Stratton Oakmont, a firm that engages in the art of hard sell which involves the method of pump and dump scam.

The Wolf of Wall Street is arguably a good watch if you are interested in being a good stoke broker but it actually has the net effect of what money can do. Engaging in vices such as drug sniffing, money laundering and do I say? Belfort gained power and was able to use scam in a way that enriched him fast. He easily becomes the target of the FBI as his stock brokerage firm comes under scrutiny and attention of the FBI who were not convinced by his activities. 

He had transferred lots of money to offshore Swiss accounts and the chap dealing with his funds later swindled him all the money together with his wife. The net effect was that he was placed under house arrest and he lost his prestigious position of managing a firm that would make millions just by the dial of a phone.

Everyone irrespective of sex aims at financial serenity. While money cannot buy happiness, it can buy the happiest day of your life- say wedding to ladies, the best car you ever wanted, holiday destination that has the trappings of luxury and affluence, dining in the best bistros and sipping in hostelries you never visualized you would set foot in and that only means the list is endless. 

Sometimes you might be seating in a good joint, you watch as people order for some of the best meals and drinks around. Then, you have your soda by your side. That is where your money has reached you (hapo ndio mahali pesa zako zimekufikisha) -sic. You cannot stretch your budget any further because ideally you have no more cash to spend. You kind of hate yourself seeing people who you admire and wish you were of their status in life.

Men usually aim at having abundance of those pounds. It is never enough though. Money is power and absolute power corrupts like in the case of Belfort. If you have it, you gain some form of influence. Money is not everything though in life. It may give you material wealth, some form of power and also pussy, but it can never ameliorate you ingenuity in as much as you may have a sea of it if you are mediocre. 

It can take you to the best hospitals but it can never buy you good health if you lived a risky life sfull of promiscuity and binging. Plus it can never hold a warranty against death. Still we cannot do without money. If you have plenty of it, don’t trust yourself with all of it. Trust others too. What you may do is hire the services of experts and those proficient with venture capitalism to aptly mete out sagacious counsel on how to go about your intentions even if you think you are the wittiest of chaps if you have the money.

Money has different facets. It has the obstinacy of an ass, and the gullibility of a panda. You can never feel secure with money even as a pauper (maskini akipata matako hulia bwata). The net effect of the resultant anxiety is the probity of acting with idiocy when you are not aware of or when you are limited to the right ken that aids in effective decision making.

One man in Kenya who oozes the three is CK (money, power and women). He has the salvo of the other two courtesy of the perceived view of having abundance of dough. He is not afraid to debase those of low nobility when he thinks their status is devoid of import and full of debris. He knows how to attract the most beautiful ladies courtesy of the image he has created. 

Something about perception is that you can elegantly engage in charlatanry and telepathy and people will believe you even if they think you are into deception. Reminds me of babu wa Loliondo. Most people who become successful know how to entice the human mind, make it accept that they are indeed in need of the product or help. Then you offer them a leeway that will bring them back through dealing with their limbic system. 

Reading books on how to grow rich, positive thinking and all those motivational books are just but side shows. If you are not that person who takes initiative and like a matador take the bull by its horns, then you will be living in denial. You may have read all the books but you are still stuck in a rut. 

There are even questions you have answered that relate to you being successful asked by the authors, the examples of success stories you have read in the books augur well with your situation in life and they have given you the impetus to think of a new dawn of promise. Still you are content, you have done nothing in concern to abating the commoner mentality. 

In reality, you are hurting and making fortifications that are devoid of promise. Very few in this world ever make it to the Promised Land. Some die along the way while others give up hope and return to their mediocrity because they had nothing to lose.

Women. I have to write about them. Men work tirelessly to please their women. As a bachelor on the move, it is effectively tricky dealing with women because you are still not yet decided on who to settle down with. Since you want to be comfortable first before she can come into your life. You might have the looks, but most of our ladies are weak when it comes to men who give them unlimited splurge of whatever money can buy. 

There is this handsome dude who went for a date and had no money. He hence had to wait for his moneyed friend to come take care of the bills. In fact one of the ladies was like “Kwani tunakula uso ama chakula. Bure kabisa mwanaume bila pesa.” The dude though well dressed was red-faced but vowed never to take money for granted even though he had the looks. He would be a good sperm donor in his own way if the lady was married to an outcome of a wealthy man.  

Silently, most women wish they were the ones who were being treated to getaways in those reclusive holiday destinations, that fuel guzzler that lets everyone see you behind the wheels because you have rolled down the car window. And when it comes to fashion, women love it trendy; the latest fashion works magic on them as much as it should be by a haute couture. 

They also love to associate with a certain residential area where they can brag even though they are not paying rent. They take pictures and post them for people to see their new found wealth and how they are doing well in life.  

Make money and all those bitches who have no stance will be by your side like leeches. Those ladies whose place is the gym where they work tirelessly to be curvy and impress the carnal desires of many men who equally want a taste of them. They will gallivant to any port of call without any qualms.

They put on thick make up and skin tone which sometimes backfires and lives them nursing serious skin conditions. Women love being pampered and spent on. They like rolling, they love petty things that most men take for granted and they also love association and vanity.

Focused ladies are however more into the future than the present. They see the bigger picture and what it presents. They want men who will be by their side and treat them like queens. They never share and it is never easy to find them condoning mediocrity. They are not limited by the current repute and class. They make their men feel like kings. They know their potential and revere their husbands. 

They take initiative and build their homes so that a MPW cannot wreck havoc and harvest where she never did sow. When their men slur, they hold them accountable and bring them to book through ways best known to them. These ladies are not afraid to live in mediocrity because they know the future holds that which will thaw in avalanche.

This reminds me of the story of a certain diva whose boyfriend had just cleared campus and she dumped him like he was a cadaver putridly suffocating her nose. The chic went to an established guy who had a car and could sustain her rabid preference of associating with a man who had a car. And is it true that when a man finally buys a car, he ceases to be the baboon that most women usually saw him to be.  He becomes handsome and responsible in the eyes of many ladies. 

This I read on the status update of one of those ladies who all of a sudden realized that her neighbor was handsome having bought a car. Curious I read the comments and there was this guy who hurled expletives at the lady for expressing her mind. With regard to the lady who dumped her man, the guy decided to buy the best car money can buy upon being frustrated by his former girlfriend. The dude got a good job and got an even hotter girlfriend. I wish I knew of ladies who are dumped by men at their low moments and when they prosper the men want them back.

There is nothing like boy meets girl, girls get smitten and falls in love, boy proposes, they get married and live happily ever after. If there are such occurrences (let me know), they are as rare as white elephants. Marriage is never easy even though I have never tried it. It is more about sacrifice than happiness. You cease to be who you used to be. You think in ‘we’ instead of I. The loss of this independence is what sometimes holds me back.

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