


What follows is my effort, for now just in pixels, to break up with the 10 richest billionaires on the planet. So I ventured into what were for me uncharted internet waters, namely the fine folks at, for they are the keepers of the list of the world’s wealthiest people. But it also got me thinking about the buying decisions I make that add to the obscenely bloated coffers of the world’s complement of, at present, 2,668 billionaires. This resonated for me immediately, as I have long resented the cone-headed tycoon for stealing the name of the world’s mightiest river to drown us all in his lucre lust. My freighbor Ben is going, as he put it, Bezos-free. He’s a successful practitioner of keto, but his latest prohibition centers less on what he eats than where he shops. My across-the-street freighbor-that’s friend and neighbor, perhaps the single most valuable sub-species of Homo sapiens-went to Whole Foods to get ingredients for the delicious Moroccan chicken he served us last week, and in the process decided to try a new dietary restriction.
