I guess Apple didn’t forget about Dre.
Though, I forgot Apple bought Beats.
I know Dr Dre’s woman-beating ass isn’t out here trying to cry “broke.”
Miss me with that bullshit.
I can’t even conceive of a lifestyle that burns through $2.3 million a month. I mean, I can intellectually recognize the costs of luxury goods and services, and add them up until I got to $2.3 million (probably having some difficulty identifying all the luxuries, though), I just can’t wrap my head around that lifestyle nor why anyone would want to live it.
That undoubtedly includes stuff like superyacht payments, Manhattan penthouse rent, mortgage on the vacation homes, private plane payments, the fleet of exotic supercars, etc…
That stuff gets expensive extremely fast. $200m of that could be a single yacht purchase during that 3 year period.
Really makes you respect the uber wealthy who live relatively normal lives (even if really high-upper class), and dedicate a large amount of their resources to charity.
You could be spending $2.3 mil a month, but there you go fighting malaria in Africa…
The worst part is that at a quarter billion dollars they aren’t even the uber wealthy anymore. They’re totally eclipsed by the Bezoses of the world. Sure, they’re still wealthy as hell, but the system has become so lopsided that even that absurd figure isn’t remarkable anymore.
Yeah, the multiple properties and expensive vehicles would add up fast, even without lavish parties and consumption of luxury goods. But still, for $2.3 million a year, I’d be living my idea of an incredibly lavish, luxurious lifestyle with money left over…
If someone gave me $2+ million a month to live on, I simply couldn’t spend it. I could fulfill all my wildest material desires with most of (probably almost all of) it left over. I don’t care about cars. I don’t want a yacht. I don’t want to live in some unlivable, huge mansion, much less own several of them. I just figure people who are super-wealthy and don’t spend multiple millions of dollars a month are like me in that way, which itself isn’t worthy of respect. (There’s a separate issue of whether, having been given enormous amounts of money to live on, one would want to spend it all on oneself, and that’s where the possibility of respect comes into play, as far as I’m concerned.)
There’s expensive stuff that I’d love to buy if I had $$$, (like a hydraulic press and a refurbished power hammer), but you can only have so many of those, and not to mention the time you’d spend using whatever you bought means you’re not actively spending $ at that time.
Spending $2.3mil would only not be thoroughly exhausting if it was on expenses listed that didn’t require use or management.
Me, I’d be lame and do things like travel (presuming no pandemic) to various old bookshops to find a copy of Bradbury’s “Dark Carnival”, then take a random glassblowing class, maybe volunteer at a wildlife rescue for a while (and help fund). I think I’d be really bad at being uber-rich.
“Rich” to me would be having enough $ to not have to work, and be able to craft things full time, or be able to take varied and sundry classes when I felt like it.
Rich would be not having to spend 60 hours a week working on other people’s big ideas and instead be able to pursue mine, big or small.
Nobody should have over $80m/year in living expenses. Maybe $8m/year and then invest the other $72m/year in something that you can liquidate when you die and donate to a charity.
If I had $8m right now I’d retire, it’s more than double what I’ve calculated for myself for early retirement. But my standard of living is well below that of anyone who is rich and famous. (but above average)
I can certainly conceive of a lifestyle that burns through $2.3 million a month.
But then again I was thinking of starting a publishing company.
I hear farming’s a good bet (to loose on)
Years ago I noticed a trend: young men, driving expensive cars, to cemeteries.
Imagine you are 20 years old. A relative dies and leaves you money or something valuable. You go right out and buy a ferrari.
Being very old I guess I just yearn for a quiet place in the country with a big wall around it. But I was that young man once. People can spend money on stupid things.
Whichever TMZ reporters have been assigned to cover the Dr. Dre beat are having one helluva busy day.
Years ago I noticed a trend: young men driving expensive cars home - which were semi-converted garages, or spare rooms (or sofas) in someone else’s home, because that’s all they could afford to rent. Lately I’ve been noticing young men living in their expensive cars, because they can’t afford rent at all. I know rent’s gotten crazy here in the SF Bay Area, but some people have some desperately screwy priorities.
Overpriced crap headphones.
I hope the court takes enough of his fuck you money to pay his soon to be ex-wife and all the child-support he should have paid to all the women he beat and a settlement to Tairrie B who he assaulted over a goddamn tasteless song. Yeah, I know, all that’s unlikely to happen. But someone should start a mock ad campaign for Beats by Dre that publicizes the other kind of beats he’s in to.
That’s a business, not really a lifestyle. Who knows how much additional money he burns through monthly as supposed “business expenses”.
Yeah, I never said they were great head phones. But it goes to show prestige wins over quality some times.