Mountain Musings




Some say that money is the root of all evil. You can buy lots of stuff with it, take a nice long vacation and, if you’re loaded with it, you can use it to hide it in a Swiss or Caribbean bank account, gamble it away, or even give it to your favorite charity.


As for myself, I prefer to horde it and put it away for a rainy day, when I really need it. So, is it really the root of all evil? Why, yes, of course it is, especially when you use it to pay off a crooked politician.


“Money, get away. You get a good job with good pay and you’re okay. Money, it’s a gas, grab that cash with both hands and make a stash, a new car, four-star daydream, think I’ll buy me a football team.” (“Money” – Pink Floyd – 1972)


Then, a few years ago, there were the phone scams from folks in Liberia who called to tell you that you were related to some millionaire prince who promised to share their fortune with you. All you needed to do was give them your Social Security number and your bank routing number and you would also become a millionaire like them. Oh, sure, like I’d fall for that one, Ha, ha, ha! Give me a break!


A few years ago, I used to get phone calls from some lender who offered to lower my mortgage payments. Again, all they needed was my Social Security number and my credit card number and security code. No, thanks, I didn’t fall for that one either, yet they continued calling.


Nowadays, I get calls from folks with a foreign accent, who are probably somewhere in India or Bangladesh, wanting to buy my house. Their intentions may be sincere, but I keep telling them that neither the stately Motley Manor nor any of my rental homes are for sale, yet they continue calling, day after day. It’s really annoying! Even when I push the button to take me off their calling list, they keep calling. Nope, I won’t budge, especially since home prices continue skyrocketing and folks from L.A. and the OC are bidding against each other to buy homes up here in the mountaintop communities.


And that’s not all – there are all these radio and TV ads for various pharmaceuticals and other products that are speeded up toward the end of the advertisement, so you can’t understand what the heck they are saying like, for instance, this offer may not be available in some states, or don’t use this medication if you are allergic to it. Really, how would you know if you were allergic to their product if you’ve never used it. Oh, yes, and then they tell you that you could die if you use it.


Yes folks, it’s speeded up because it’s all stuff they don’t want you to know about. Why, there outta be a law against these types of ads from money-grubbing opportunists.


“Money, it’s a crime. Share it fairly, but don’t give away a slice of my pie. Money, so they say, is the root of all evil today…”


Keep it flyin’, Uncle Mott