Money is a wonderfully engrossing collective fantasy. We all agree to pretend money is worth something, so we can feel happy trying to gather up stacks of it, and thrill to the ups and downs of its fluctuating value.
It's just something we do to pass the time. And, you know, buy food.
There's got to be a better way, though. The barter system! Oh, for those halcyon days when you could walk into a car dealership and drive out with a brand-spanking sedan after bartering them down to a cost of 60,000 brown eggs.
Of course, the second you drive it off the lot it drops 18,000 eggs in value.
It's just something we do to pass the time. And, you know, buy food.
There's got to be a better way, though. The barter system! Oh, for those halcyon days when you could walk into a car dealership and drive out with a brand-spanking sedan after bartering them down to a cost of 60,000 brown eggs.
Of course, the second you drive it off the lot it drops 18,000 eggs in value.
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