In America, the microcosm for the mass culture can always be found in the entertainment industry. Watch the movies, study the Nielson ratings and check out the New York Times bestseller list. When is the last time you saw a billionaire or multimillionaire portrayed in a positive light in the media? Think of the coverage provided on Bill Gates, Larry Ellison, Ross Perot, Howard Hughes, or Ted Turner, on down to the millionaire on Gilligan's Island. I actually read a serious Op-Ed piece by Ralph Nader—chastising Bill Gates and other billionaires for not redistributing their money to the poor people of the world! I used to think Nader was a good guy. Obviously, he has lost his mind. And Gates, like a moron, actually released a statement defending himself. Like the fact that he doesn't give away all the money he worked so hard to earn, needs to be defended. You will see that intelligent people like Jim Carey, Howard Stern, and David Letterman are making fortunes—exploiting the appetites of a growing audience of functional idiots. And make no mistake; people like Stern and these others are brilliant. Usually genius. And they have learned that the lower they lower the common denominator—the better it sells. Make a movie like The Insider and you'll garner lots of critical acclaim, but you won't sell much popcorn. Create Dumb and Dumber, The Waterboy or Deuce Bigalow and you will take in hundreds of millions of dollars. It's like shooting fish in a barrel. Aaron Spelling has become one of the most prolific and successful producers of all time, creating cheesy T&A shows. Over the last couple of decades, to keep up with the mass market tastes, the shows have had to get cheesier, show more and bigger breasts, extra liposculptured asses, and they have deteriorated to the intelligence level of a cucumber. So now our "pesky poor people" are watching FIVE HOURS A DAY of TV. And what are the hottest shows? Survivor, Temptation Island, and The Weakest Link. All shows that pander to their basest instinct. Sex. Consumption. Victim-hood. Gossip. Lack and limitation. These shows, and of course the commercial messages, show them how they can have all their desires now— instant gratification—and worry about paying for them later. Get a car lease with no money down. Furniture with no payments for a year. They extend them credit till they are spending 145% of what they earn. Then market them Cheetos, Fritos, Doritos . . . chocolate brownies with mocha-crunch ice cream, slathered in caramel, drizzled with chocolate and covered with marshmallow and whipped cream . . . Pizza Hut meat lovers pan pizza with extra cheese, stuffed crust. Then they sell 'em Diet Pepsi, herbal wraps, ephedrine supplements, bunsof- steel videos, liposuction, and magic "dream away the pounds" potions. It's so easy it's almost comical. If it wasn't so tragic. Another perfect example is the movie Titanic. That movie is programming people on AT LEAST 150 different levels that: • Money is bad; • Rich people are evil; and, • It's spiritual to be poor. And the more you like this movie— the more lack programming you have in your subconscious mind. So what's the result? It's the #1 grossing movie since the earth's crust cooled. And James Cameron makes $200 million— teaching you it's spiritual to be poor! The only way I know how to change all this is with education—raising people's consciousness. Not only do you have to teach people to fish—you have to teach them why they must WANT TO FISH FOR THEMSELVES—instead of looking for the Friday night all-you-caneat fish fry. Although I see prosperity in a spiritual context—the laws of prosperity are actually very scientific and quite tangible. The only free cheese is in the mousetrap. Until someone identifies their underlying lack programming, and gives up their ownership of being a victim—I'm afraid all the work at home/office/anywhere programs are simply a band-aid over a cancerous tumor. Living the Abundant Life You Were Promised . . . As crazy as this may sound to you—I believe you were born to be rich. In fact, I even think that being poor is a sin. (More about that in a moment.) But first, let's look at what true prosperity really is. It is healthy, happy relationships, fulfilling work, contributing to a greater good, beautiful sunsets, morning rain, abundant health, rainbows and nature. AND it is sleek cars, beautiful homes, exotic locales and stunning clothes. I say that because there is a lot of lack programming and very erroneous information going around on the subject. Some people will tell you that prosperity has nothing to do with money. That's just plain silly. Yes, I know money doesn't buy happiness. But I also know that poverty breeds unhappiness, hopelessness, and despair. There are people who teach prosperity courses that are broke. They say things like, "Well I haven't manifested a lot of material things, but I am so blessed with health and relationships, blah, blah." They have to say that, because otherwise you might doubt them when they climb into their '73 Pinto hatchback. Well I got news for you. That dog don't hunt. You can't be a "little bit pregnant" and real prosperity means in all sense of the word—which includes money, cars, homes, and the luxuries of life. Now maybe you aren't into cars, but you like boats. Or helicopters and Armani suits are your thing. You get the idea though. Prosperity means living without fear of paying bills, scrimping by, or depriving yourself of the things that bring joy and meaning to your life. In my case that means a condo on the ocean, fast sports cars, season memberships to the Marlins, Opera and film festival, trips all over the world, playing on three softball teams, working when I want, wonderful people in my life and the time to spend with them, and a spiritual sanctuary that fulfills my needs. Let me tell you a story . . . I woke with the sun slowly washing across my face. As I do each morning, I began the day with the affirmation, "Thank-you God." This morning had even more meaning than usual, because I was in a bungalow nestled over the Pacific Ocean, at a resort on the island of Moorea, Tahiti. I climbed out of bed, picked up some bread I had left on the table the night before—and began dropping it through a window in my floor—to the ocean below. Instantly, fish of all colors and sizes darted into view and began to eat the scraps.
mass culture can always be found in
the entertainment industry. Watch the
movies, study the Nielson ratings and
check out the New York Times
bestseller list. When is the last time
you saw a billionaire or multimillionaire
portrayed in a positive light
in the media? Think of the coverage
provided on Bill Gates, Larry Ellison,
Ross Perot, Howard Hughes, or Ted
Turner, on down to the millionaire on
Gilligan's Island.
I actually read a serious Op-Ed piece
by Ralph Nader—chastising Bill Gates
and other billionaires for not
redistributing their money to the poor
people of the world! I used to think
Nader was a good guy. Obviously, he
has lost his mind. And Gates, like a
moron, actually released a statement
defending himself. Like the fact that
he doesn't give away all the money he
worked so hard to earn, needs to be
defended.
You will see that intelligent people
like Jim Carey, Howard Stern, and
David Letterman are making
fortunes—exploiting the appetites of
a growing audience of functional
idiots. And make no mistake; people
like Stern and these others are brilliant.
Usually genius. And they have learned
that the lower they lower the common
denominator—the better it sells.
Make a movie like The Insider and
you'll garner lots of critical acclaim,
but you won't sell much popcorn.
Create Dumb and Dumber, The Waterboy
or Deuce Bigalow and you will take in
hundreds of millions of dollars. It's
like shooting fish in a barrel.
Aaron Spelling has become one of
the most prolific and successful
producers of all time, creating cheesy
T&A shows. Over the last couple of
decades, to keep up with the mass
market tastes, the shows have had to
get cheesier, show more and bigger
breasts, extra liposculptured asses, and
they have deteriorated to the
intelligence level of a cucumber.
So now our "pesky poor people" are
watching FIVE HOURS A DAY of
TV. And what are the hottest shows?
Survivor, Temptation Island, and The
Weakest Link. All shows that pander
to their basest instinct. Sex.
Consumption. Victim-hood. Gossip.
Lack and limitation.
These shows, and of course the
commercial messages, show them how
they can have all their desires now—
instant gratification—and worry about
paying for them later.
Get a car lease with no money
down. Furniture with no payments for
a year. They extend them credit till
they are spending 145% of what they
earn. Then market them Cheetos,
Fritos, Doritos . . . chocolate brownies
with mocha-crunch ice cream,
slathered in caramel, drizzled with
chocolate and covered with
marshmallow and whipped cream . . .
Pizza Hut meat lovers pan pizza with
extra cheese, stuffed crust.
Then they sell 'em Diet Pepsi, herbal
wraps, ephedrine supplements, bunsof-
steel videos, liposuction, and magic
"dream away the pounds" potions. It's
so easy it's almost comical. If it wasn't
so tragic.
Another perfect example is the
movie Titanic. That movie is
programming people on AT LEAST
150 different levels that:
• Money is bad;
• Rich people are evil; and,
• It's spiritual to be poor.
And the more you like this movie—
the more lack programming you have
in your subconscious mind. So what's
the result? It's the #1 grossing movie
since the earth's crust cooled. And
James Cameron makes $200 million—
teaching you it's spiritual to be poor!
The only way I know how to change
all this is with education—raising people's
consciousness. Not only do you have to
teach people to fish—you have to teach
them why they must WANT TO FISH
FOR THEMSELVES—instead of
looking for the Friday night all-you-caneat
fish fry.
Although I see prosperity in a
spiritual context—the laws of
prosperity are actually very scientific
and quite tangible. The only free
cheese is in the mousetrap.
Until someone identifies their
underlying lack programming, and
gives up their ownership of being a
victim—I'm afraid all the work at
home/office/anywhere programs are
simply a band-aid over a cancerous
tumor.
Living the Abundant Life You
Were Promised . . .
As crazy as this may sound to
you—I believe you were born to be
rich. In fact, I even think that being
poor is a sin. (More about that in a
moment.) But first, let's look at what
true prosperity really is.
It is healthy, happy relationships,
fulfilling work, contributing to a
greater good, beautiful sunsets,
morning rain, abundant health,
rainbows and nature.
AND it is sleek cars, beautiful
homes, exotic locales and stunning
clothes.
I say that because there is a lot of
lack programming and very
erroneous information going around
on the subject.
Some people will tell you that
prosperity has nothing to do with
money. That's just plain silly. Yes, I
know money doesn't buy happiness.
But I also know that poverty breeds
unhappiness, hopelessness, and
despair.
There are people who teach
prosperity courses that are broke.
They say things like, "Well I
haven't manifested a lot of
material things, but I am so
blessed with health and
relationships, blah, blah." They
have to say that, because otherwise
you might doubt them when they
climb into their '73 Pinto hatchback.
Well I got news for you. That dog
don't hunt. You can't be a "little bit
pregnant" and real prosperity means
in all sense of the word—which
includes money, cars, homes, and the
luxuries of life.
Now maybe you aren't into cars,
but you like boats. Or helicopters and
Armani suits are your thing. You get
the idea though. Prosperity means
living without fear of paying bills,
scrimping by, or depriving yourself of
the things that bring joy and meaning
to your life.
In my case that means a condo on
the ocean, fast sports cars, season
memberships to the Marlins, Opera
and film festival, trips all over the
world, playing on three softball teams,
working when I want, wonderful
people in my life and the time to spend
with them, and a spiritual sanctuary
that fulfills my needs.
Let me tell you a story . . .
I woke with the sun slowly washing
across my face. As I do each morning,
I began the day with the affirmation,
"Thank-you God." This morning had
even more meaning
than usual, because I
was in a bungalow
nestled over the
Pacific Ocean, at a
resort on the island
of Moorea, Tahiti. I
climbed out of bed,
picked up some
bread I had left on
the table the night
before—and began
dropping it through
a window in my
floor—to the ocean
below. Instantly, fish
of all colors and
sizes darted into
view and began to
eat the scraps.