Steve Wynn opened his new little place — that was almost complete last time I was through here — and raised the bar at least another notch or two. Trump is building a high rise luxury condo project, and Ivana, his ex, has teamed up with a developer to one up him.
I love Vegas, and it never has a thing to do with gambling, personally. It’s the one place on Earth where people can pretty much give a fuck about anyone but themselves, and who and what they love. The place draws in enough money and beautiful women to keep the completely worthless do-nothing fuckers in City Hall and the Statehouse off their backs. So, good for all of them. Probably doesn’t even take that much cash & pussy to keep the assholes at bay.
I just love that. One of my great aspirations in business is to someday buy cheap whores for local politicians: just so there’s no confusion about what kind of man I am, and what kind they are; all of them.
Update: Enough stupid emails already. Listen, dipshits, if you give much of a fuck for things other than YOURSELF, and WHO, and WHAT else you LOVE, then you’re a fucking moron and I can’t help you, mush-for-brains. Certainly, I won’t stop you from pissing away your life on people whom you DO NOT LOVE and on things you DO NOT LOVE. Your business. Knock yourself right out.
Also, get a bit of a thinking clue, K? No competent businessman could be motivated to make an important business decision based solely on sexual favors. Those who do are incompetent, and fail. This is exactly why virtually any male politician can be bought with a BJ and some trim. It’s not a cause, but a symptom of the simple, observable fact that most people are far better than politicians.