The Gotti story is illustrative of the consequences of indolence. It demonstrates the indescribable agony one endures in the pursuit of unearned luxury. Implicit is the notion that hard work brings rich rewards.
As his mansions quietly decomposed in the tropical moisture, they too serve as a poignant reminder of the futility of ill-gotten wealth – it decomposes as well.
As a courtesan, Natalia McLennan lived the melodic life. Her lifestyle embodied the path of least resistance: she reveled in a surfeit of money and love. In this fabled existence, she splayed her legs in far flung destinations in enviable style. Hence, in a two-month period she crisscrossed the country at the expense of her clients. Though it is difficult to compute the wealth amassed over her fleeting career, she made unwarranted amounts of money. Soothing her expensive taste, she splurged on pricey jewelry and other designer accessories. But the easy life on the fast track is a date with disaster and the contours of her life was predestined to validate this aphorism. In hot pursuit of self-indulgence, she became ensnared in a web of whoredom. After six months of uninterrupted whoring and drug-binging, her flight of sexual escapades begun its descent with deadly velocity. Hospitalized, broke and friendless she ended up in prison. In a stinging rebuke to the profession, she rued that prostitution is but a senseless degradation of the human spirit. In her words: In its purest, darkest form, it’s horrible. Hers is not a lone voice. On May 14, 2012, her enabler and pimp, Jason Itzler, was sentenced to four years in prison. Like Iceberg Slim and Polly Adler, Natalia McLennan ended up with where she began, with nothing – the price of a facile wealth.
Polly Adler was a madam whose career span 20-years. She ran a high-end bordello catering to the rich and famous. After clashing with authorities, she realized that the soil upon which the seeds of her labors were sown were sterile. Despite the success of her book, she died hungry and destitute.
The Perils of Prostitution: The Grim Reality The grim statistics against prostitution is harshly revealing. While 73% of prostitutes reported having experienced physical assault, over 92% stated that they wanted to escape the abhorrent life immediately. This number has not changed in a hundred years. Yet prostitution is a growing profession. More depressing, is that prostitutes …
If the economic success of postwar Japan was fueled by its unbending will and durable work ethic, applying the same philosophy the Japanese will again soar to higher echelons of success. Surely this is more than sanguine optimism. Sustained effort never fails. The evidence booms deafeningly. From the blackened ashes of destruction, Japan has risen, dusted off herself, licked her gaping wounds, buried her oozing dead, sobbed silently, swallowed her copious tears and faced her adversities courageously. She has endured the inflicted pain with resilience and dignity while her able sons and daughters dedicatedly sweated at 60-hourweek jobs heeding the precepts of their ancestral masters. They have learned the value of loyal service; they have learned that the needs of the group supersede personal needs; they have learned that dedication and hard work pays rich dividends; they have learned that all work is Buddha practice; and they have learned that the employees are the employers’ most valuable assets. And for that the results are conspicuously visible.
Postwar Japan wallowed in an inextricable quagmire of wretchedness:its mangled economic networks whimpered plaintively as its ruling institutions got crushed beneath the rubble of a repugnant war. Exposure to the ferocious onslaught of the wintry gusts took its toll. Babies froze in mothers’ arms.
Philosophical Religious and Social Influences With a land mass of 145,000 square miles and a population of 126 million the phenomenal export output would suggest that the Japanese are probably overworked and under slept. Napping passengers on their daily commute provide ample evidence. The saying among high school students – sleep four hours, pass; sleep …
His solace resides in one solitary fact: the limits of freedom are defined by his intellect, not the circumscribing prison walls.