This might be my last column.
That’s right, by the time this edition comes off the press, I might be long gone on a hang-gliding adventure in New Zealand or dancing the samba on the beach in Rio.
Assuming, of course, that I bought the winning ticket in the $500 million Powerball drawing.
Daydreams like that are the result of dangling the allure of what one online columnist called “Romney riches” in front of a gullible populace.
Is such whimsical fantasizing a bad thing? A little “what if” indulgence now and then seems harmless enough, even if the odds of winning last week’s riches were pegged at 175 million to 1. read more »