People like to pretend that karma is somehow real. It’s not. In real life, the bad guys win and live long and happy lives.
If this is your outlook on Life I recommend talking to a therapist in order to get a more balanced worldview.
Our mind is fixated on negative information but there are so many „good“ things happening in the world we don‘t see.
Quality of Life all around the world has steadily increased for many centuries.
News outlets dig for negative information because it gets more attention.
Humans are individuals but in many ways much alike. If you think of yourself as a „good“ person; chances are high that the people around you also are.
this guy seems to care about his image and status so airing the dirty laundry is poison to him
this guy seems to care about his image
How do you know? Are you just hoping he does because it would make you feel better if you thought he was stressing about this? Rich people don’t actually give a shit. You may think they do, but they don’t. When public perception of them goes down, they can disconnect and sit on their yacht drinking Mai Tai’s for the next several months until it all blows over and the peasants have moved on to something else.
They do not have the same worries or concerns as us. They are above it.
But not to his account.
If he’s even remotely smart, he put away quite a bit of money, or has some investment vehicle that keeps generating money for him.
He may be irrelevant in 5 years, but also wealthy enough to not care.
If I could do something to piss people off and make life changing money I’d probably do it
Want to know why karma is real? Karma isnt some mystical force that keeps the world in balance. If you live your life pissing people off, one day you will piss someone off who doesn’t take kindly to being pissed off. The more you do it, the more likely it is to happen to you.
Karma is horseshit, yes. But I do feel a little nicer when I find out one of the mega wealthy is perpetually unhappy. It’s proof that all the money in the world can’t save people from themselves.
Their unhappy is not you and I’s unhappy. Not even close. They don’t know suffering. Their worst days would be nothing more than mild annoyances to us. They lack perspective, sure, but don’t ever think they’re miserable. They don’t know the meaning of the word.
