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12 September 2007

commenter questions the seriousness of Bob di Vleeptron / supermaterialism

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musha has left a new comment on your post
"okay, so i didn't win Mega Millions -- BUT!!! ... W € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € !!"

I hope you are not serious?

Posted by musha to Vleeptron_Z at Wednesday, 12 September, 2007

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Vleeptron Dude has left a new comment on your post
"okay, so i didn't win Mega Millions -- BUT!!! ... W € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € € !!"

Sorry, I don't have time to reply right now. Philippe is warming up the Lear Jet, Nikki and Amber and I are off to St. Tropez!

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The Man Who Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo

I've just got here, through Paris, from the sunny southern shore;
I to Monte Carlo went, just to raise my winter's rent.
Dame Fortune smiled upon me as she'd never done before,
And I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent.
Yes, I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent.

As I walk along the Bois Boolong [Bois de Boulogne]

With an independent air
You can hear the girls declare
"He must be a Millionaire."
You can hear them sigh and wish to die,
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo.

I stay indoors till after lunch, and then my daily walk
To the great Triumphal Arch is one grand triumphal march,
Observed by each observer with the keenness of a hawk,
I'm a mass of money, linen, silk and starch -
I'm a mass of money, linen, silk and starch.

As I walk along the Bois Boolong
With an independent air
You can hear the girls declare
"He must be a Millionaire."
You can hear them sigh and wish to die,
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo.

I patronised the tables at the Monte Carlo hell
Till they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew;
So I quickly went to Paris for the charms of mad'moiselle,
Who's the loadstone of my heart - what can I do,
When with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true?

As I walk along the Bois Boolong
With an independent air
You can hear the girls declare
"He must be a Millionaire."
You can hear them sigh and wish to die,
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo.

One of the most popular English music hall (vaudeville) songs, written by Fred Gilbert in 1892. Peter O'Toole sings it, alone in the Arabian desert as he dances around in his new sheikh outfit, in the movie "Lawrence of Arabia."

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Charles Wells (1841-1926), gambler and confidence trickster, is one of the men that broke the bank at Monte Carlo, made famous by the song. Joseph Jagger was the first famous gambler to get publicity in 1873 but the song was not written until 1892 and so it seems that Wells is a more likely inspiration for the song.

François Blanc, the owner of Monte Carlo's casino, wanted the publicity from stories of big winnings. In French, if a gambler wins more than the chips on the table, he is said to have "faire sauter la banque", which was translated as "breaking the bank" (lit. to blow up the bank or the safe). A black shroud was placed over the table until replacement chips were brought in. However no gambler has come close to winning the whole reserves of the casino.

In July 1891 Wells went to Monte Carlo with £4000 that he had defrauded from investors in a bogus invention, a "musical jump rope." In an eleven-hour session Wells 'broke the bank' twelve times, winning a million francs. At one stage he won 23 times out of 30 successive spins of the wheel. Wells returned to Monte Carlo in November of that year and won again. During this session he made another million francs in three days, including successful bets on the number five for five consecutive turns. Despite hiring private detectives the Casino never discovered Wells's system. He later admitted it was just a lucky streak. His system was the high-risk martingale, doubling the stake to make up losses.

In April 1892, Fred Gilbert wrote a popular song, The Man Who Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo.[1] The song was popularised by the music hall star, Charles Coborn. The song helped Wells to become a celebrity. He explained that his success was because he was a brilliant engineer, who had also invented a fuel-saving device for steam-ships. He persuaded many wealthy people to invest in his invention. He made another trip to Monte Carlo in a large yacht in the winter of 1892 with his mistress. Wells explained that the yacht was to test his device. Wells broke the bank six more times but then lost his money and that of his investors, some of whom had sent additional money that he said was needed for repairs to his device.

Wells was arrested at Le Havre and extradited to England. He was found guilty of fraud at the Old Bailey and given eight years. Later Wells served another three-year sentence for fraud and emigrated to France, where a financial scam earned him another five year sentence.

In 1926, Wells died poor in Paris.

In 1935, there was a film called The Man Who Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo [2], and in 1983, Michael Butterworth wrote a book of the same name.[3]

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American Primitive
by William Jay Smith

Look at him there in his stovepipe hat,
His high-top shoes, and his handsome collar;
Only my Daddy could look like that,
And I love my Daddy like he loves his Dollar.

The screen door bangs, and it sounds so funny --
There he is in a shower of gold;
His pockets are stuffed with folding money,
His lips are blue, and his hands feel cold.

He hangs in the hall by his black cravat,
The ladies faint, and the children holler:
Only my Daddy could look like that,
And I love my Daddy like he loves his Dollar.

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Thanks for the text of the poem "American Primitive."

There's a gorgeous and haunting musical version of it on the CD

Songs Of America: On Home, Love, Nature, and Death

by the soprano Jan De Gaetani and the pianist Gilbert Kalish. The whole CD (Charles Ives, Stephen Foster, etc.) is one of my very favorites.
Thanks again!

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i built a house inside a house
i bought a tiger to catch a mouse
disconnect my phone
i don't want to hear those poor folks moan
cause i'm rich

"I'm Rich" -- Geoff Muldaur

2 comments:

despicableteacher said...

Shana Tovah umetuka~Bob!

Anonymous said...

Actually Peter O'toole was riding his camel alone in a great gourge when he was singing this song enjoying the echo. It was just after Omar Sharif shot his guide and just before meeting Anthony Quayle so that he could "appreciate the situation". He didn't sing anything while wearing his new robes...he just ran around with his dagger making the robes flow until he was observed by Anthony Quinn.