When the family moved to Dallas, just prior to my junior year of high school, my parents enrolled me in Highland Park High School, an uppity establishment proud that “disposable income” was its middle name.
Relatives of one of my classmates tried to corner the silver market. I’m friends with a guy who owns a private island. A female classmate was the granddaughter of the founders of 7/11.
And I think another acquaintance’s family financed the Kennedy assassination.
Professionally I’ve known people wealthy enough to start foundations that — in contrast to the Clinton foundation — give away their own money. Yet in all that time not one of these plutocrats has seen fit to give me a $6500 watch or take my wife on a $15,000 shopping spree.
But then I’ve never been elected governor either.
New job, instant new friends. What a dilemma. Details on the problem and handy guidelines on how politicians can avoid jail are in this week’s Newsmax column: