INTRODUCING

1% and Proud.

My buddy J.P. and I were talking about the callow, clueless "Occupy Wall Street" weenies with a liberal acquaintance from New York at a cocktail party the other night, when the noodge blurted out something like "Don't you understand that money is bad?" We burst out laughing. "Money is bad?" Ha! You have no idea how good it is. No. Idea.

The whole scene reminded me of the movie Manhattan and Woody Allen's exasperated riposte to this pretty young woman who mentions, without irony, that she finally had an orgasm, but her psychiatrist says it was the wrong kind. Allen, eyebrows arched, says, deadpan, and I'm paraphrasing: "You had the wrong kind of orgasm? Really? My worst one was right on the money."

Mine too, Woody, mine too. I hate it when people bitch, whinge, and whine without having the faintest idea what they're complaining about. But it's easy to talk, innit? Doesn't cost anything either. And the amount of actual work or thinking you don't have to do is a beautiful thing! Seriously, have you wasted your life?

I have, sort of. So J.P. came up with a brilliant concept, perfect for the times:

Bingo! I thought, what an ideal way to stick it to all the politically-correct pussies out there. Ha! My contribution to society, which up to now has been minimal, is going to be a completely original board game that is the perfect antidote to the mostly mindless, namby-pamby mush that passes for entertainment these days — it'll be hard and smart, unforgiving, and with just enough math and Machiavellianism involved to make it a cutthroat hoot. I want it to be so bloody much fun too, clawing and conniving, stepping on toes and breaking legs on your greedy, unscrupulous grope to the top. Screwing people over isn't just a game, it's an adventure!

Looking, and mostly behaving like Keith Richards, on a good day, and being an "artist" (lower case a) at heart, I'm probably the last person in the world who should be making a game that celebrates the joys of greed, and winning at all cost, glory (and fame) for its own sake, without apologies. Especially when it involves money, drugs, greed and hookers...