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I've seen this kind of behavior in my own family. First the goal is to get the business up and going, provide for necessities, a little enjoyment in life, save some money for the kid's college. Then it becomes a mania. You need to make more and more money. Your life revolves around ways of getting more. So you con your partner out of few thousand. Then you buy up your local competition and put a handful of people out of work, so what. Then you buy up the national competition and put hundreds of thousands of people out of work, they call you a business genius. You hide your wealth in an off shore account, all the best people are doing it. So, the poor are carrying the tax burden, they could have been rich, just like you. Are there no prisons? Are there no workhouse?
Your needs and wants become more outlandish and expensive. You don't notice when the $1000, staying with friends vacation turned into a $30,000 annual pilgrimage. You start losing your old friends and pick up snooty, pampered people who never worked a day in their life. You see less and less of your family. You only visit or expose yourself to the chic and comfortable places. You hire other people (at the lowest wages possible because you just can't give your millions away) to cook your food (you use to be a very talented cook), clean your messes and raise your children (you use to like reading to your kids and putting them to bed).
So when you finally get around to visiting Biltmore (of course staying at their most expensive Inn), you understand how Vanderbilt felt when he built his little world. You pine for the days when the lower classes knew their place. You pine for the 1880s.
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