Money, so it is said, makes the world go round, not that I have ever for a moment subscribed to such a wild, nonsensical philosophy, and yet I wonder!
It seems in these days of get rich schemes instant wealth is but a heartbeat away, or so we are led to believe.
Certainly it appears to be the way to status, not what we have achieved, or how decent we have been in getting to where ever we aspire to.
Gone it would seem are the days of earning status, replaced by how much money you have or worse still by how many people are following you on Twitter.
The latter has become a must for many, to be aspired to in an apparent bid to gain a place on the celebrity ladder, but not one that most older people seek, even if they are just as money-grabbing as any other age group.
So why then has the idea of money become the be-all and end-all, after all we can’t take it with us, though in fairness most older people of my acquaintance are desperately keen to ensure they leave enough for their offspring to get by on once they pass away
The fact that over 65’s in the UK own over £695 billion worth of property suggests that someone is going to do okay when we pop our clogs.
There is, however, another line of thinking which suggests we should spend, spend like there was no tomorrow.
Either way, the filthy lucre appears to have taken over our every day, best reflected in our use of every day language.
Looking like a million dollars, in for a penny in for a pound, bet you my last dollar being good examples of our obsession with money. Even in the world of sport we sports observers cannot resist but refer to money in our attempts to provide attention-grabbing headlines.
But in the end of the day it is all about having much more than your neighbour, your workmate, or the guys in the pub who probably all do the national lottery in the faint hope of being an instant millionaire, which is why the ITV programme “Who Wants to be a Millionaire” became an immediate hit when it first came on the scene.
At this juncture I need to step back and be a little more honest and admit I just love to have a flutter, and not just because I enjoy the thrill of winning, but because the idea of landing a big one is exciting and even fulfilling. Perhaps I have just answered my own question.
Finally, I note with some alarm that cynics are three times as likely to develop dementia than those who have great faith in our fellow man. Apparently believing that others are motivated by selfishness, or that they lie to get what they want, increases the risk of cognitive decline in later life.
This of course means that us grumpy old men will be rushing to be screened more closely for diseases such as Alzheimer’s. We could alternatively learn to be a bit more cheerful and accommodating when dealing with other people.