For the dog happiness comes from within.
For the billionaire happiness comes from making certain amounts of money.
Be the dog.
Dude the happiness comes from the stick. Duh.
The dog just knows how to wield it.
This,
It is the joke at the end of all the human suffering and destruction of the planet.
It is done so a few people can live like gods.
And they are fucking miserable.
Don’t blame me. I voted for dog.
She was a good girl. Some say the bestest girl.
One jet and 12 yachts is totally out of balance. Cut one side of the stick off and the dog will be grumpy, too.
Now he’s got two sticks!
But if you cut yachts, you won’t get more yachts.
Oooh new and different stick! Yay!
Not true! Now my dog has two sticks she is quite happy bcz she’s a small dog and now it’s easier to carry around.
Drops Kong toy filled with peanut butter smothered dog treats and carrots in front of dog with stick…
I tried a Kong toy with my dog & he was not impressed. “WTF is this nonsense? Just give me the treats!” To be fair, he wasn’t into sticks either.
My parents had a large Catahoula mix who figured out how to step on the Kong toy and squish the treats out…
As the old saying goes: ‘That dog won’t hunt’.
Not saying your dog is broken or useless, but rather their personality isn’t aligned for hunting, sticks or kong toys. And there’s nothing wrong with that!
Oh he would hunt! He was a rescue greyhound, chasing rabbits was his thing. Sticks? No thank you. “Get it yourself, you threw it!”
I think your dog is
detectivedefective. You might take it back for repairs. Could be a faulty dewhicky.
It’s wild how much my dogs like carrots.
I don’t get how they’re so bitter and hateful. Happiness is some chemicals in the brain and money can definitely buy all of those.
They have the money and leverage to get whatever medications they want and hire a team of doctors to monitor them and keep them safe while abusing them to be the happiest people ever.
And they’re buying a 12th yacht and another castle instead? Lame.
I think what we call happiness is comprised of more than what drugs can stimulate.
Life satisfaction, purpose, reciprocated love and connection, etc. - these are all things that are more cerebral than what even the best chemical cocktail can offer.
It’s a nice sentiment, but in the end those things all boil down to chemicals in the brain.
I’m not saying that administering a constantly rotating chemical buffet is the ideal way to experience life or happiness. But if you have hundreds of billions of dollars it certainly seems like it would be a better alternative than being a miserable prick.
Oh, for sure. For a lot of these guys, being sedated might be the better than their current state.
My point is just that even the best meds out there can’t make you feel like your dad is proud of you, or that you have a loving family, or that your day to day work is meaningful to people. It’s beyond the scope of modern psychiatric medicine, even though all of our mental existence is chemical.
Which is why it would be fantastic to be able to fund neuroscience research. I wouldn’t say no to a discovery of the chemical that causes a strong feeling of “My dad is very proud of me even though I became a computer nerd instead of a car guy.”
He’s in his 70s so I was a bit too early for the stage where parents supported it as a money making career. I was just the goofy nerd with the taped together glasses living like a hermit playing midi files of songs I liked. There wasn’t a lot of that proud parents feeling. :)
It would be the best selling drug on the market instantly, lol. I bet even dads of that gen felt similarly with their dads.
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Meata, lol
Harlan Ellison had a story about success in Hollywood.
Imagine you’re told that there’s a perfect rosebush growing on top of a mountain. You’re told that the smell of the flowers is the greatest thing you can possibly imagine and you;d be a fool not to try and scale the mountain.
The mountain is shit. Dog shit, monkey shit, human shit, gorilla shit, and every other kind of shit. A few thousand tons of other garbage, but mostly shit.
You climb and climb and climb. Days turn into weeks, weeks become years.
You finally reach the rose bush. It’s as beautiful as they claimed. But you lost your sense of smell.
really good proverb. hits perfect.
what is really sad is how much is in life that are just as beautiful and easier to attain but you see these people who will just obsess about that rosebush
yes i think it belongs in the same category as hoarders. the moment you go over the means you need to survive/accumulsting more than you can use in a lifetime it should be considered a mental illness and should be treated as such.
tax the rich btw
Nothing like an island full of kids wouldnt fix
I’d like a nice stick too.
can almost guarantee you those billionaire sad faces are just for publicity. get em on those yachts and theyre laughing it up like madmen, which they are
That man & dog are proportionately sized like Atreyu & Falcor.
TL;DR That’s a disproportionately huge dog.
I interpreted this (incorrectly I now assume) to mean if you pay attention to billionares ruining the world instead of playing with a dog with a stick, you will be unhappy. Which, yes, this is true, but perhaps not the most important metric.
It does seem like an easy tax in any EU country should be on private jet use into their country. They can do first class with real people if they want to complain
