IN other news, Facebook was floated on the stock market this week.
Apparently it was sold off for $38 a share on Friday.
I’ve no idea how much it was worth in the end to be honest, the whole thing passed me by.
All I know is that Mark Zuckerberg got mega rich and Bono, via some investment company, got even mega-richer.
But what’s the point in being mega-rich if all you buy are rich man’s things that any tinpot millionaire could acquire.
I mean, why buy a 200ft yacht when some Russian oligarch who is worth only a quarter of your loot has got one?
I’m thinking of starting a business that deals in goods so expensively ridiculous they will make Middle Eastern royalty think twice.
Can you imagine?
Excess may be the only growth industry (besides making ads for instant money loans on daytime TV) during these austere times.
But what should I create to whet the appetites of the world’s moneyed and mental?
It’s got to be something so ridiculous that even Sheiks and Tsars may be unwilling to waste the cash.
Something so singularly irresponsible that the general public would turn on which ever billionaire dared to buy it.
I think I’ve got it ...
“Dear Mr Bono, as a poverty-conscious billionaire you must recognise that breakfast time can be a dull parade of cereals and juices, but worry no more!
“Why not try our unique fried Faberge egg sandwich?”