I’m getting ready to probably spend $600 on booze tomorrow for provisions for me, close associates and family over the next week. Makes me feel like a ********, sort of, knowing that this same figure represents real money desperately waited upon for a lot of folks to put food on the table, diapers on their babies, etc., and not 16 year old scotch in my belly.
Don’t get me wrong, I will still drink $600 worth of scotch and bourbon in the next week, but I will at least contemplate the moral implications of my decisions.