Ask Slashdot: What Would You Do If You Were Suddenly Wealthy?
An anonymous reader writes: There are a few articles floating around today about comments from Markus Persson, aka "Notch," the creator of Minecraft. He sold his game studio to Microsoft last year for $2.5 billion, but he seems to be having a hard time adjusting to his newfound fame and wealth. He wrote, "The problem with getting everything is you run out of reasons to keep trying, and human interaction becomes impossible due to imbalance. ... Found a great girl, but she's afraid of me and my life style and went with a normal person instead. I would Musk and try to save the world, but that just exposes me to the same type of a$#@%&*s that made me sell minecraft again." While he later suggests he was just having a bad day, he does seem to be dealing with some isolation issues. Granted, it can be hard to feel sorry for a billionaire, but I've wondered at times how I'd handle sudden wealth like that, and I long ago decided it would make the human relationships I'm accustomed to rather difficult. So, how would you deal with Notch's problem? It seems like one the tech industry should at least be aware of, given the focus on startup culture.
Step 1: Stop reading Slashdot
The world is made by those who show up for the job.
I'd buy an island and make a nation out of it. I would live there with the family and my army of 1000 topless female slave-warriors. The island would have a private airstrip and a private jet, piloted by a topless female slave-warrior, that would whisk us around the globe. People would become jealous of my topless female slave-warriors because Grub Island would be the only place on the planet with them.
I would have a lottery with $1,000,000 ticket prices. The prize would be one week on my island with 10 topless female slave-warriors to be at the winner's beck and call. After the winner departed Grub Island, the other topless female slave-warriors would destroy the lottery winner's 10 because they would then be soiled and not worthy of me.
Trolling is a art,
I'd have to go Musk and start building my Bond villain infrastructure.
Fleet of cars who's 'owners' don't know are autonomous-check.
Fleet of rocket ships-check.
Doomsday device-check
The question is: Where is Musk's secret lair?
John McAfee 'It was like that time I hired that Bangkok prostitute; to do my taxes, while I fucked my accountant'
Buy every industry in said town. Give loans to desperate people that you know they can't pay back. Buy up all the politicians and the realestate. Become sheriff because that is where the real local power is. Make subtle changes to the town and architecture giving everything a creepy southern gothic kind of feel. Slowly tighten your grip year after year. Ah, it would be heaven.
Fuck that! I'd track down APK and have him committed!
The world's burning. Moped Jesus spotted on I50. Details at 11.
For starters, I could buy the name brand mac and cheese any time I wanted, not just on special occasions.
I'm an American. I love this country and the freedoms that we used to have.
Would you get all sorts of fancy ketchups too? Perhaps some Dijon ketchup.
but of course....
I'd hire at least two accountants and two lawyers, each to check the others work, and hopefully reduce the risk of being ripped off by either one.
Also, occasionally force them to brutally fight to the death. With themed weapons, like one gets a 3-ring binder, and the other gets one of those staple remover things. Replace the loser with fresh blood. Keeps them lean and on their toes.
I'd be a good rich dude, I think.
We don't have a state-run media we have a media-run state.
I would increase my standard of living gradually until I no longer felt I was rich. Then I would complain about unreliable help, minimum wage hikes, high taxes and government entitlements.
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Persson also began hosting wild parties where guests like Skrillex, Selena Gomez, and Tony Hawk would sometimes make appearances.
I'd hire a ninja keep those people out.
And another ninja to beat my ass if I had actually invited them.
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