If you want to be disgusted at people who think having money means they can do whatever the fuck they want, read this:
While there’s some bits that are funny [mainly his diarrhoea episode on a private plane filled with clients] the rest of it just makes you feel a bit sick.
What makes it worse is the author is proud of it. Yes, proud.
I wish I could say it’s all a work of fiction [and it appears some of it is] but my 18 months living in Hong Kong exposed me to a lot of these assholes.
Fortunately our apartment was in Happy Valley so I didn’t have to see them in my everyday environment but if I had a meeting in some big hotel or found myself somewhere in Wanchi, there they would be … loud, arrogant and acting like they owned the place.
Sadly, Asia tolerates this.
Especially from white guys.
Or should I say, rich white guys.
What’s tragic is some people will read this book and think, “that life sounds awesome”.
I remember reading an interview with Michael Douglas where he said he was inundated with people saying how much they wanted to be like his character in the movie ‘Wall Street’ and he kept reminding them he was a bad guy.
But in this World of wannabe-entitlement, people seem to miss this point and just see the lifestyle of indulgent excess.
It still blows my mind that it’s only a few years ago that this industry destroyed the livelihoods of millions of people, cities and governments by selling them promises they had no intention of fulfilling and yet they are still walking around like nothing happened.
What makes the whole thing kind-of worse is that as much as we like to think of these people as the devil, they actually look like this:
Yep, that’s the author .. the guy who celebrates his life of depravity and lies.
Looks boringly normal doesn’t he?
Like most serial killers do.
Which makes sense when you think how both have such a disregard for others lives.