Where Real Billionaires Really Go to Play

A few months ago, I posted here some words about various wines, including the much-vaunted Rose Wine owned by Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie - Chateau Miraval.

As I have also mentioned once or twice or three times or more - the people who make those Oceans 'whatever#' movies about casinos getting robbed, are part of a large international secret intelligence division of several allied countries, in fact, whose principal objective is to get into Cuba through various 'fronts' that will not alert the Cuban government to the fact that these are in fact companies representing government interests and private interests that were thrown out of Cuba at the time of Che Guevara.

The world's best Rose wine - comes from and is made...

Brad Pitt, of course, stars in that series of films.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

Never mind. It's nothing to do with me/us - it's pretty irrelevant in the scheme of things.

While there are so many people chatting all over the place about the so-called 'Illuminati' (ah, well, there is such a thing, after a fashion...) or the Jews, or Zionists or whatever, it becomes impossible, really, to disabuse these people, or any naiive people, of the theories they all have about who is running what, and why things turn out they way they do and so on.

...From here, just up the road from where I live,
and I won't say where that is!

I hesitate, especially recently, to just blurt out facts and details about places and/or people in the 'upper ranks' of the world, how much money they have, where they live, what they do - all this kind of thing - partly because you won't believe a lot of what I might say, but more because I personally don't want to attract attention to various pristine places, cheap wines too(!), and other things, that would simply turn around on a dime in price if everyone knew what was going on.

This same exact actual car as in the pic above - a famous Lancia Stratos - is right here
across the road from where I live right now today, even though it has Brussels number plates.
I don't know what it's doing here... 

Okay it's not any kind of secret, I don't believe that Margaret River here in Western Australia is one of those 'ultra' destinations for the supremely wealthy, nor, for that matter, closer to home for some of you, that the best private chefs in the world come from Puerto Rico... I guess my point is that in the midst of something 'obvious,' there can often be other, most in-obvious things going on.

The Bear Chat guys recently were having a mild sort of 'tiff' over when the Stock Market really will, if ever again, actually fall, sufficiently to give any kind of credibility to bear-side traders! 

Predictions about when it will fall, based on the idea that it is unsustainable in terms of actual growth and profitability numbers as well as the sales volumes of the underlying companies in the Index composition - have been wildly undermined by the ability of the Central Banks of the Western World to hand out free money to investment banks to keep the Stock Market at extravagant highs fora long time plus-or-minus 'forever!'

Anyway, one of the barbs directed out at bears was about how winners get to 'throw the rib-eyes onto the grill.'

I feel very very sorry if there are those out there who cannot get, for actual of supply, or lack of the capacity to afford at the obtaining prices, the best examples of steak or beef that they would really enjoy.

I mean, I am nothing if not a touch of the Epicurean... And I want the best for everyone else so that I may not feel guilty!

Let me just say this - there are places and things, far far away from the maddening crowd, and that no one much has ever heard of... And in those places there really do exist, unicorns.

And everything else that goes along with unicorns. I pity the poor Muslim shahid (martyr who expects to go to heaven). He thinks he knows what heaven is like and how to get there.