100 silver spoons

Why do people count other peoples money!? I never understood that...

Hundreds of people that have posted here and other boards know my name, rank, serial number and date of birth. I would be very surprised if everyone I ever met didn't google me. Once you take the lid off and do business with people, it's off.

In your case it must have been a Silver Harley.

More people want you to fail then succeed, jealousy's a bitch and hater's gonna hate :2 cents:

while Minte may be old school porner and a successful mainstream bidness man, his real passion and skill is photochoppin

http://i.imgur.com/4eebCpl.jpg

Got it...

HAHAHAA! I still have most of that stuff from PC archived. Remember those Crow chops.

It's just the fact of life that this is not really a level playing field.

Sure its possible as a normal joe to chamge your status but the deck is stacked and most are to lazy to make it happen and rightfully so because unless you hit the jackpot with what you're doing right time right place at cetera et cetera you're in for a very tough haul to make it

I do quote well now but took me 10 yrs and ridicilous amout of work hours to get to a point of moderate success where if my dad wasn't a lazy ass , didnt disappear and helped it would have taken me 2 years to get where I am now.

those who are born with advantages have a much easier time getting to a point where they're stable and successful.

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I dated this rich Jersey girl whose dad was well off from the oil industry. and by the time she was 27 she had 200k dollars saved and she thought she was some hot shot businesswoman when in reality she lived expense free in a house that was owned by her dad she drove a car that was owned by her dad she went to college paid for by her dad and she didn't even understand that had she had any college debt or living expenses she would have $0.

The majority of money is concentrated and it always will be.

While we've butted heads, I couldn't agree more..and congratulations on your nomination :thumbsup

I think I know who you're talking about, though out of respect I won't say their name. Very nice guy indeed. I've seen "hot shots" at shows in the past look at him funny for wearing a plain t-shirt and Levi's. :1orglaugh

If it's not the same guy, then there's apparently another extremely well off, well respected, yet low key guy in the industry who owns(either wholly or partially) a LOT of big properties.

Reading through this thread all I can say is if we focused on more important things in life we would get so much more accomplished.
Feel free to quote me in the future.

probably Shawn but who cares

http://i.imgur.com/gN3Lha2.png
(gold leaf, real diamonds)

i'll back you up on that ... i sure miss your prepaid spots...

Keep on posting Minte, dont let the wankers deter you:2 cents: Congrats on your nomination:thumbsup:thumbsup

Probably should've done that with my VW. Gold was $35 an ounce back then. It would've turned out to be a brilliant move.

My first car was a 77 Pontiac Sunbird. It was not very good car, but it got me through my last year of high school and lasted several months after. When I got it they had just painted it gold, but it was a crappy paint job. A year and a half later when it finally died and sold it for parts the paint was so faded and oxidized it was the color of urine.

Some interesting posts

The entire point is not how many people achieve millionaire status. It is that there is nothing "fixed" about it, like the class structures of many other countries. People make a bunch of money, then lose it, and others come up, and lose it, all the time here in the US. That is the point that I was addressing.



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The one silver-spoon I can think of seems to be missing from the thread.

I hope everyone on this thread realizes that we were ALL born in the top 8% of wealth in the world.



As far as 90% of the planet is concerned, we were ALL "born rich".



So get over yourselves.....





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Smart guy driving a cab and being a tour guide, knows in detail the history of his people and his country, speaks english like a native, makes jokes, hauls bags, knows all the tricks. Makes..... 5 dollars a day. He's lucky, or just a good hustler; 50% of the people in the world live on $2/day or less. 5 billion live at 10$/day or less.

Every last one of you MFs is in the lucky sperm club. If you make 3k a month, you are farther from most of the world than Minte is from you.

If you want some perspective, do that test where you live on 10$ a day for a few months.

Below is a nice pic of Michael Dell's son eating his awesome lunch on a private jet.

What a real silver spoon kid looks like

Ok in all fairness to the OP, it is obvious if you are born rich, you have an advantage. Duh! You are more likely to stay where you are. But if you move up or down is on you.

This thread actually ended up proving the point in the OP.

Perhaps. Except that I think the OP is unconscious of the fact that, in order to describe what it's like being born rich, he simply has to describe his own life, since he is, like the rest of us, in the top 8% of the world.


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LOL. Good point really.

says the guy living in a mansion. rich according to those in third world countries but why would people living in north america compare themselves to that? they are going to compare themselves to what they see around themselves.

and this is the problem. comparing where i was born and to whom with someone else's and getting miffed about that is pretty silly.

You keep bringing up the "mansion" thing. Whatever I have, or don't have, now; you should know this:

In 1993 I got out of the army completely broke, because I had been sending all my money to a woman, (like an idiot), and ended up homeless on the streets in L.A.

Unemployment was about 11%, I had debts, all of my possessions had been taken when the storage wasn't paid, so all I had was two civilian shirts, a pair of jeans, and some Class A's and BDU's in a duffle bag. My mother, back east, was in no position to help, and my father was in Hong Kong or something, and was long gone. I didn't bother trying to contact either one.

I slept under the porch of the West Hollywood community center, on top of my stuff to keep it from being stolen. I dug through the trash to get newspaper job ads, and walked however many miles to the ones that allowed you to just walk in without calling. I would throw my duffle in the dumpster behind the buildings, walk up and fill out an app and interview, and then go back and get my stuff and walk miles back to West Hollywood park. I found out where all of the programs for food were, mostly run by churches, and I never had to beg one time to eat. I made friends with the guy that ran the community pool, and he let me take showers in there and I used the bits of left over soap that people had left in the shower stalls.

I busted my ass all day, every day, with no phone, and no car, to get a job, and after 2.5 months, I did. Another 2 months later I was supervisor of my section of the call center, and I had moved into a crap weekly fleabag motel. From there I worked my way up, into the beginnings of internet billing, and by 2002, I had started my own company. No one lent me anything, or paid off anything for me, or bought me anything.

I know that I was still more privileged than most growing up, NOT from some kind of financial advantage from my parents, but rather being taught that no one who is not being physically forced is a victim. That you make your own way in the world, and though there is nothing wrong with choosing whatever level you wish to live, you should never blame someone else for your own choices, or think that they are not yours to make.

There were many other lessons they gave me, but the end result is that they gave me the mindset that there is no "they" that will hold me back, there is only myself and my choices. I have made choices that have caused me to lose money at times, and I would make them again, because they are part of my nature, but I'm not going to say "woe is me", or "boo hoo" that someone else has more.


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How many square foot house and on how much land is considered a mansion?

Minte and Sperbonzo, I'm surprised you still make the effort.

The bottom shall always be the bottom by choice. They assuage their lot in life by imagining they actually DID work hard enough to succeed but were cheated out of it.
Sadly, they were never willing to do what it took. They're only willing to pretend they did.

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I may be a peace lovin' hippie type but I am definitely not mellow by any stretch.

that's a great story and i'd never say you or anyone else doesn't deserve the success they have i just don't get why some get it and others don't, despite hard work, etc. i guess i have to figure out what choices are keeping me from having a mansion.

How did you arrive at that conclusion?

I know a couple in adult that fit that description.

A mansion is > 7000 sq/feet. Sorry Europeans. For you a mansion is > 800 sq/metres

"There is no strict bitch (sic) definition of how many rooms a house has to have before it can be termed a mansion, but realtors generally use the classification for houses with at least 7,000 square feet (650 m2) of floorspace. Until the mid 20th century the European mansion would often have a hall, two or three salons or drawing rooms, library, billiards room, ball room, dining room, breakfast room, morning room, study, and numerous bedrooms. Until the middle of the last century European mansions were often short of bathrooms, often only two or three in a house of 20 plus bedrooms. In addition to the principal bedrooms would be far more for the staff, usually on the uppermost or attic floors."

Mansion

Great read this thread. Hard to believe your humble story Michael!


Internet Billionaires carry on.

Amazing - being homeless would scare the piss out of me. A couple of times I remember when I was young I had to mow lawns to eat and make rent, but that is the closest I ever came to that. I guess nothing worries you at all if you can come back from that.

seriously good read Sperbonz

Is this what the OP wanted to know?

Growing up I started out Middle Class. Then we moved to take care of my grandmother, and my parents didn't have to work. My dad chose to because he'd grown up in the family business (Electrical contractor) and missed it.

We ate at the country club, yacht club, dined with Billionaires (Late 80's early 90's) we had two houses, on the same Island in the Florida Keys, both bordering the country club. I took Tennis Lessons, and I had clothes that weren't custom tailored but were custom altered by a tailor. I wore Tuxedos to New Years events at 12.
By most standards we were a "Rich" Family. Not "Old Money" rich mind you. But....Then my parents divorced, and shortly thereafter, Grandma Died.

The estate was split up and the next Generation took over. The business was sold, the houses sold, the jewelry sorted and divided.

Luckily I was young, I started out Middle Class, and always had a good work ethic thanks to my dad. His parents bailed him out, but he refused to bail us kids out. I started working at 14, in the dishroom of a pizza restaurant, started working at a radio station at 15, and held both jobs plus Highschool. Started my own Mobile DJ company at 15, and quit the restaurant. Paid cash for everything, with the earning from my jobs.

At the same time my dad was failing at investing his money in New business ventures, and spent it all. He spent more money in 5 years, than he'd made in the previous 15. Hell My sisters wedding was a $25k affair in the middle of nowhere.

So, I grew up Middle class, then Rich, then so poor I lived in a Camper (Not a house Trailer a camper) with my mom. My parents were so bad with Money they both inherited hundreds of thousands of dollars and have NOTHING to show for it.

After High School I moved out on my own. I've always worked a FT job, and had something going on the side. I've worked my way up in my chosen profession, but know that if I truly aspire to own 2 houses in the Florida Keys again, I'll have to work harder at building a strong foundation of residual income. And nobody's going to do it for me.

So it doesn't matter if you grew up Rich, Poor, Middle Class, its alll about what you DO WITH IT.... THis is the only county in the world that I know f that you can literally turn a simple idea into a profitable business with nothing but hard work and determination. You don't even need CREDIT if you're willing to WORK HARD!

Oh and before you ask....I bought my first car with cash I earned, 2nd one too, Didn't go to college because I couldn't afford to, and I couldn't get financial aid, and bought mmy first house on my own with no help from my parents, Grandparents, ETC.

My Sister works in a bread factory, my brother drives a bus, and my dad runs an electronics recycling company I started, then gave to him when I moved back to Florida this year.

I may have had a period of "Growing up rich" But I'm self made, and still making! ;)

Good for you!
I would be thrilled to own one house in the keys. It's easily my favorite place I've been.
My parents used to take our family spring breaks in Islamorada. They almost bought manny and palmas on grassy key at one point.
I wish they would have..

Thanks....It's my goal to own at least a small place down there again, but right now I need to make some $$$$$ :)

this is probably the best thread I have seen in a long time on gfy

Mind you, it didn't start out that humble. I left ASU in the early 80s with a BS in Zoology, and a minor in Music production, (father paid for the first year, worked my way through the rest), moved to San Diego, and then L.A., where I became a recording engineer in the 80s, and did ok. The reason that I went in the army in 1990 was that I was having such major issues with my crazy girlfriend that it was taking down my music career and I decided that the army was something I had always wanted to try, and this seemed like a good time.


Yeah, I had some pretty crazy, bizarre, and scary things happen on the streets, but it probably helped that I had just come out of the army and serving in Desert Storm.

The one thing it has done is to make me grateful for the things in my life. When my son grows up I will NEVER give him stuff. I will teach him about life, and I will give him endless love, but he is going to work for everything he gets. I think that giving things to kids robs them of the amazing feeling that you get from creating and earning things for yourself. I feel so so sorry for those kids that were given sports cars and boats when they are teenagers.... They are cursed, in that for the rest of their lives nothing will give them the thrill and deep satisfaction of creating enough wealth for themselves in order to afford something really nice....



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Well said!! And an incredible story too!!

I think I borrowed $200 from my parents when I moved out just prior to turning 18. That and some old furniture is what I was sent along with. No money from above, had to earn my way from day 1.

But I live in a rich country with free education, so I consider that a spoon of some sort.

Yep :thumbsup