Monday, October 04, 2004


You have forty-five minutes to get out of the country, forever.

How many hundred dollar bills can you round up and stuff into your suitcase? That's what I mean by cash.

It's an easy concept, but not a week goes by that some otherwise rational executive doesn't confuse the grand piano sitting in his living room, as somehow being "cash."

People with all types of nice sportscoats will try to convince you that something is cash. But it never is.

Because if it was cash, they would have already converted the thing into something you can stuff into your suitcase. The fact that they have not, means it isn't cash.

It also means the conversion rate they're requesting is too high.

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